Disclaimers: JK, WB, and scholastic own these characters, not me! Just
borrowing them for entertainment purposes, and I SWEAR I'm not going to
make money on this! I just love to write!
A/N:
~*~ That Thing You Do ~*~
Part 4
~*~ "So, I think we'd better get started, then," Hermione said anxiously, turning her attention back to the task at hand. "Oh, uh, sure" Ron said, feeling like a total idiot. What was he going to do? He had Hermione ALL ALONE.and yet Ron had no idea what to do. He had been in denial for so long, and now he was going to DO something? 'Bloody hell, I am SUCH an idiot.what am I doing? This is so bloody stupid.I've been dreaming of this for so long, and now I can't move, I can't breathe, I can't do anything!' Ron thought miserably to himself. 'Oh, no!' Hermione thought. 'What was I expecting, anyhow? I'd take initiative, but I'm the girl, for the love of God! I'm sure there must have been a book on this in library.or in Flourish and Blotts, or.oh no! What am I going to do?! I can't even get myself to SAY anything right now! This is so stupid! Damn boys! They are completely useless!' They each took a cauldron to start on, but we not exactly concentrating on cleaning. At opposite times they would sidelong glance at each other, then quickly look away. Ron was continuing to curse himself.as the "guy", he was expected to make the first move, wasn't he? Then again, supposedly girls did it nowadays, too. 'No,' Ron thought to himself forcefully. 'Hermione isn't like that. She doesn't deserve to be the one begging. Bloody hell, if only I had gone to maybe Fred and George for HELP.but then they'd make fun of me, wouldn't they? They'd make my life a living hell.' In the mist of all this thinking, a loud "Ribbit" was heard, and Trevor the toad hopped out from a mess of bottles on a shelf and hopped down to the floor. Ron and Hermione had both looked up in surprise, but then Ron saw something else. The movement had shook the old shelf pretty bad and was now about to fall.and crash on Hermione. Ron gave a yelp and ran over to her, covered her with his entire body protectively as the glass crashed all around and on top of them. Ron shut his eyes painfully and opened them again when the noise had settled down. He looked at her to see her eyes wide with shock and amazement. She had had no idea that those bottles were going to crash on her until Ron had gotten to her. Her breathing was ragged, as was Ron's. "You okay?" Ron breathed. "Yes" she said breathlessly. The close proximity was nerve wrecking to the both of them. Ron slowly got up to shake the dust and glass off of him. He then held out his hand to Hermione and pulled her up as they surveyed the area. The place where they were standing was a mess.glass, potions, ingredients etc. were everywhere. It didn't look too good, and if Professor Snape came back in to find this mess, he'd certainly find some way to expel them for sure. Hermione was already on top of it. "Reparo!" she shouted, and everything came back together.only Ron had done the same spell at the same time, and for some reason, the two spells hit and not only were the bottles fixed and put back in their old places, but the cauldrons were suddenly squeaky clean. They turned and frowned at each other, but then Ron went into a grin. "Now we don't have to clean!" he said happily, quite pleased. "I don't know, Ron." she said, looking worried. "What if Snape checks to see weather it was cleaned with a spell or not?" "Ah, but it was a backfire spell," Ron said, lifting an eyebrow. "If it backfires, then the only way he could tell is if he stole our wands and played around with them to check." Hermione looked quite put out at not knowing something, and Ron's smile faded. "Hey, it isn't that bad not to know EVERYTHING" Ron said, looking at her. "I mean, it isn't possible to know everything, is it? You just happen to know much more then others, and I just happened to know one thing you didn't." Hermione looked at her feet and muttered, "You know more then just one thing I'd like to know." "What?" "Nothing!" "Okay, okay!" Ron said, his hand going through his hair as he wondered what to do. Hermione was hard to understand in these times (then again Ron felt he could never understand her). "So, umm.you sure you're okay? That glass went everywhere." "Me?" she asked, eyes wide. "I should be asking you! You were the one who saved me and got hit with a bunch of glass!" Ron flushed red. "I didn't want to see you get hurt.I knew you hadn't seen it coming." Hermione finally had an excuse. She came up to Ron and kissed him on the lips. Ron turned red again after a moment of shock and realization. 'Bloody hell, she kissed me! She kissed ME! Blimey!!! This is crazy! I think I'm completely losing my mind! What the bloody hell do I do now? Kiss her back? Ha! Kiss her back! Perfect! For once, my brain is working!' Ron swept her into his arms and kissed her softly, still not fully believing what was happening. Hermione didn't seem to be either, but then why worry about it? But there WAS something. Victor Krum. Of course, she wasn't in love with HIM.she loved Ron more then anyone or anything else in the whole world. But if he found out.he'd be so upset and put-out.but what to do?! Hermione HAD told Krum that she wanted to just be friends, but she knew that he wanted more.she hadn't promised anything, and she wasn't going to give up what she really, truly wanted. But, perhaps it was best if she kept things low.perhaps forget what was happening now later, and not be in a relationship with Krum, but wait a bit with the whole Ron thing. But she didn't want to. With every aching inch in her body, she didn't want to go away from him. She could just stay there until the end of time. Her hands went through his soft, red hair, trying desperately to figure out what to do. Then Hermione and Ron heard a noise from just up the stairs, coming down quickly. They both jumped apart and got down on the floor, scrubs in hand. They looked up not to see Snape, but Neville. He was breathing hard, as though going down steps had taken everything out of him. "Have you seen Trevor?" he asked desperately. "Professor Snape took him from me during class and said I could have him once he was done looking him over for something. So I saw him in the hall and I asked if-" His jaw suddenly dropped as he saw the whole dungeon perfectly clean. "That's amazing! You did all of this in 45 minutes? You must be fast workers." Hermione looked nervous, but Ron knew he didn't have to lie to Neville. "We were cleaning, and suddenly Trevor popped out of his jar and knocked over the shelf. Everything fell off and broke, so Hermione and I pulled out our wands and said Reparo at the same time. This went a bit haywire and not only was the shelf and bottles fixed, but the whole dungeon got cleaned. We didn't mean to. It just.happened." Neville looked amazed. "Wow! Trevor must be extremely exhausted by now. Oh, I was going to say Professor Snape said I could get Trevor." A loud "Ribbit" was again heard and Trevor popped out. Neville ran over and picked up his toad, muttered a thank you, and then left the dungeon. Hermione and Ron sat there, lost for words. "Umm.Hermione?" "Yes, Ron?" "Did you-kiss me just because I saved you from all that debris falling? Or was it.?" Hermione had to think fast. She felt extremely uncomfortable, and she could sense Ron was, too. "I-I felt I needed to thank you more then just with words. You've saved me- in more ways then one." Ron turned to look at her. How he was supposed to decode that, he wasn't quite sure of. But he knew that assumption was a bad idea when it came to girls. Perhaps he needed to keep things on the same level. "And I wanted to thank you, in more ways then one."
A/N:
~*~ That Thing You Do ~*~
Part 4
~*~ "So, I think we'd better get started, then," Hermione said anxiously, turning her attention back to the task at hand. "Oh, uh, sure" Ron said, feeling like a total idiot. What was he going to do? He had Hermione ALL ALONE.and yet Ron had no idea what to do. He had been in denial for so long, and now he was going to DO something? 'Bloody hell, I am SUCH an idiot.what am I doing? This is so bloody stupid.I've been dreaming of this for so long, and now I can't move, I can't breathe, I can't do anything!' Ron thought miserably to himself. 'Oh, no!' Hermione thought. 'What was I expecting, anyhow? I'd take initiative, but I'm the girl, for the love of God! I'm sure there must have been a book on this in library.or in Flourish and Blotts, or.oh no! What am I going to do?! I can't even get myself to SAY anything right now! This is so stupid! Damn boys! They are completely useless!' They each took a cauldron to start on, but we not exactly concentrating on cleaning. At opposite times they would sidelong glance at each other, then quickly look away. Ron was continuing to curse himself.as the "guy", he was expected to make the first move, wasn't he? Then again, supposedly girls did it nowadays, too. 'No,' Ron thought to himself forcefully. 'Hermione isn't like that. She doesn't deserve to be the one begging. Bloody hell, if only I had gone to maybe Fred and George for HELP.but then they'd make fun of me, wouldn't they? They'd make my life a living hell.' In the mist of all this thinking, a loud "Ribbit" was heard, and Trevor the toad hopped out from a mess of bottles on a shelf and hopped down to the floor. Ron and Hermione had both looked up in surprise, but then Ron saw something else. The movement had shook the old shelf pretty bad and was now about to fall.and crash on Hermione. Ron gave a yelp and ran over to her, covered her with his entire body protectively as the glass crashed all around and on top of them. Ron shut his eyes painfully and opened them again when the noise had settled down. He looked at her to see her eyes wide with shock and amazement. She had had no idea that those bottles were going to crash on her until Ron had gotten to her. Her breathing was ragged, as was Ron's. "You okay?" Ron breathed. "Yes" she said breathlessly. The close proximity was nerve wrecking to the both of them. Ron slowly got up to shake the dust and glass off of him. He then held out his hand to Hermione and pulled her up as they surveyed the area. The place where they were standing was a mess.glass, potions, ingredients etc. were everywhere. It didn't look too good, and if Professor Snape came back in to find this mess, he'd certainly find some way to expel them for sure. Hermione was already on top of it. "Reparo!" she shouted, and everything came back together.only Ron had done the same spell at the same time, and for some reason, the two spells hit and not only were the bottles fixed and put back in their old places, but the cauldrons were suddenly squeaky clean. They turned and frowned at each other, but then Ron went into a grin. "Now we don't have to clean!" he said happily, quite pleased. "I don't know, Ron." she said, looking worried. "What if Snape checks to see weather it was cleaned with a spell or not?" "Ah, but it was a backfire spell," Ron said, lifting an eyebrow. "If it backfires, then the only way he could tell is if he stole our wands and played around with them to check." Hermione looked quite put out at not knowing something, and Ron's smile faded. "Hey, it isn't that bad not to know EVERYTHING" Ron said, looking at her. "I mean, it isn't possible to know everything, is it? You just happen to know much more then others, and I just happened to know one thing you didn't." Hermione looked at her feet and muttered, "You know more then just one thing I'd like to know." "What?" "Nothing!" "Okay, okay!" Ron said, his hand going through his hair as he wondered what to do. Hermione was hard to understand in these times (then again Ron felt he could never understand her). "So, umm.you sure you're okay? That glass went everywhere." "Me?" she asked, eyes wide. "I should be asking you! You were the one who saved me and got hit with a bunch of glass!" Ron flushed red. "I didn't want to see you get hurt.I knew you hadn't seen it coming." Hermione finally had an excuse. She came up to Ron and kissed him on the lips. Ron turned red again after a moment of shock and realization. 'Bloody hell, she kissed me! She kissed ME! Blimey!!! This is crazy! I think I'm completely losing my mind! What the bloody hell do I do now? Kiss her back? Ha! Kiss her back! Perfect! For once, my brain is working!' Ron swept her into his arms and kissed her softly, still not fully believing what was happening. Hermione didn't seem to be either, but then why worry about it? But there WAS something. Victor Krum. Of course, she wasn't in love with HIM.she loved Ron more then anyone or anything else in the whole world. But if he found out.he'd be so upset and put-out.but what to do?! Hermione HAD told Krum that she wanted to just be friends, but she knew that he wanted more.she hadn't promised anything, and she wasn't going to give up what she really, truly wanted. But, perhaps it was best if she kept things low.perhaps forget what was happening now later, and not be in a relationship with Krum, but wait a bit with the whole Ron thing. But she didn't want to. With every aching inch in her body, she didn't want to go away from him. She could just stay there until the end of time. Her hands went through his soft, red hair, trying desperately to figure out what to do. Then Hermione and Ron heard a noise from just up the stairs, coming down quickly. They both jumped apart and got down on the floor, scrubs in hand. They looked up not to see Snape, but Neville. He was breathing hard, as though going down steps had taken everything out of him. "Have you seen Trevor?" he asked desperately. "Professor Snape took him from me during class and said I could have him once he was done looking him over for something. So I saw him in the hall and I asked if-" His jaw suddenly dropped as he saw the whole dungeon perfectly clean. "That's amazing! You did all of this in 45 minutes? You must be fast workers." Hermione looked nervous, but Ron knew he didn't have to lie to Neville. "We were cleaning, and suddenly Trevor popped out of his jar and knocked over the shelf. Everything fell off and broke, so Hermione and I pulled out our wands and said Reparo at the same time. This went a bit haywire and not only was the shelf and bottles fixed, but the whole dungeon got cleaned. We didn't mean to. It just.happened." Neville looked amazed. "Wow! Trevor must be extremely exhausted by now. Oh, I was going to say Professor Snape said I could get Trevor." A loud "Ribbit" was again heard and Trevor popped out. Neville ran over and picked up his toad, muttered a thank you, and then left the dungeon. Hermione and Ron sat there, lost for words. "Umm.Hermione?" "Yes, Ron?" "Did you-kiss me just because I saved you from all that debris falling? Or was it.?" Hermione had to think fast. She felt extremely uncomfortable, and she could sense Ron was, too. "I-I felt I needed to thank you more then just with words. You've saved me- in more ways then one." Ron turned to look at her. How he was supposed to decode that, he wasn't quite sure of. But he knew that assumption was a bad idea when it came to girls. Perhaps he needed to keep things on the same level. "And I wanted to thank you, in more ways then one."