Mwhaha I loved keeping you on the cliffy - for two minutes. I seem to have
now made a new chappy to follow.
The kiss
"He really saved my life he did, Harry,"
"How Simone?"
"He - he kissed me."
"What? Like CPR? Wow, my bro is one true hero!"
"I know what you mean Ron. But it seems - well - I seemed to like him from when we first met, but I really like him now that - that - he saved my life."
Rick noticed that out of all the voices there, Hermione wasn't part of it.
"Hermione? You seem quiet."
Hermione was too upset to speak. Simone and Rick had liked each other from the start, and she was excluded from Rick's love life.
"Rick? Is he ok?" shouted one voice.
"Geez Severus, you woke me up with that voice of yours," Rick moaned, feeling his head.
His eyes opened. Everyone came into clear vision as he sat up from his bed.
Ron and Harry were beaming at him: Simone was wrapped in a warm blanket, and had steam pouring out her ears.
"Here, drink this," said Snape, handing a mug to Rick. Rick drunk all the contents, then saw he had steam coming out of his ears too. He felt warm.
"You really had me scared then," said Ron, looking at his brother with pride. "You really are a hero, aren't you?"
"Yeah," whispered Rick, who was weak.
"I guess you're the new hero around here," said Harry, winking.
"I was worried to Rick," said Snape, putting his arms around Rick.
Harry and Ron looked at each other in surprise, then looked at Hermione who was looking at the floor.
"She's hurt that Rick's found a girlfriend," whispered Ron, in which Harry understood what had been on Hermione's stationery mind.
Simone looked at Hermione, and understood her well. Simone went to Ron's side.
"I think Hermione is really hurt," whispered Simone, after Snape started talking to Rick. "She's falling for your brother."
"I know," said Ron, in a sad tone. "I felt that hurt when she was falling for him too as I - I - I really like her. But I'm glad Rick's found you, as he didn't want Hermione as his girlfriend. He rather have her with me, but she doesn't feel that way about me."
"I'll know who's who now," said Simone. "Rick's a great guy. He's sensitive, cute, warm, and kind. He cares. That's what would get any girl."
"I'm glad he is my twin, being so brave about that."
"And Rick, the sorting ceremony has been postponed for the meantime as the first years have been helped out the lake after that shock, and Hagrid got them wet." Continued Snape. "Dumbledore is very pleased at your behaviour of tonight, as well as I am. Now, are you ready to go to the hall?"
"Mr Weasley and Miss Warden will have to spend the night here before class tomorrow, and everything should be alright tomorrow at breakfast, unless something's wrong." Madam Pomfrey marched in, in her usual style.
"Yes. But they must attend the sorting, it is very important."
Hermione wasn't listening.
She was caught up in her own mind. What was I thinking? Having Rick as my crush? He's got his own girl. Oh why am I so hurt?
Ron read her thoughts, and as the others went, he stayed behind with her.
"I know how you feel Hermione." Ron whispered.
"You do?" she answered softly back, clearly the heavy strands of brown hair that held her back.
"Yeah. I know you like Rick and everything, but . . ."
"I know Ron, I shouldn't like him. I mean he's your twin brother! You must think I'm such a idiotic b - "
"No, you're not," said Ron, so understanding. "I understand it might have been a crush. I'm not mad at you."
Hermione was listening this time.
"I know, I really should be mad at you," said Ron, looking back at the past he had of arguments. "But I understand how you feel. But Rick likes you as a friend. He told me - he told me that he wanted you to be with - me."
Hermione saw Rick's reflection stare back at her.
But this time, the reflection of her crush was Ron.
"You're not acting, are you?" whispered Hermione.
Harry was about to walk through the doors to tell them to hurry up, but he stopped and listened.
"No. I'm seriously being myself."
Harry heard all this, and felt like one of those types of girls who would break down and cry in a sad movie. He suddenly felt proud too.
"I like you Hermione," said Ron. "Ok, I'll tell you the truth. Before the Yule Ball, I couldn't sleep thinking you were going with someone else. I had nightmares that you were going with Malfoy, the with Neville, and then - Percy."
Hermione started to laugh. "Percy? Ok, he was Head Boy, but no way would I go for Mr Perfect."
"Then I dreamt that somehow I was with you then - I murdered you."
Hermione stared at his lifeless blue eyes as he treads over the thought.
"And then after the Yule Ball - I dreamt you were married to Krum, and then he murdered you, and I felt it was my fault."
Hermione seemed to catch the drift. "Why didn't you ever tell me this?"
Ron's blue eyes quivered. "Because I didn't think you liked me, being with Krum. And now - Rick, my twin."
"You could have told me," said Hermione. "I didn't want to hurt Viktor at all. And when you seem to shout at me, I knew I should have said no - because I realized how much I liked you."
Harry seemed like he really wanted to break into tears now.
"And when it was you at the door, I thought you were returning feelings, but then it was Rick. That's when I thought you told him all about me, so I had a crush on him."
Ron had a clear streak across his face, telling Harry, who was hiding, that he, for once, was crying. Harry bolted back to the wall when he thought Ron was going to look. Harry looked back to see Hermione wiping the tear with her delicate fingers, and she too was crying.
And that's when it started.
They kissed.
Anyone got tissues? Mwhahah more soon!
The kiss
"He really saved my life he did, Harry,"
"How Simone?"
"He - he kissed me."
"What? Like CPR? Wow, my bro is one true hero!"
"I know what you mean Ron. But it seems - well - I seemed to like him from when we first met, but I really like him now that - that - he saved my life."
Rick noticed that out of all the voices there, Hermione wasn't part of it.
"Hermione? You seem quiet."
Hermione was too upset to speak. Simone and Rick had liked each other from the start, and she was excluded from Rick's love life.
"Rick? Is he ok?" shouted one voice.
"Geez Severus, you woke me up with that voice of yours," Rick moaned, feeling his head.
His eyes opened. Everyone came into clear vision as he sat up from his bed.
Ron and Harry were beaming at him: Simone was wrapped in a warm blanket, and had steam pouring out her ears.
"Here, drink this," said Snape, handing a mug to Rick. Rick drunk all the contents, then saw he had steam coming out of his ears too. He felt warm.
"You really had me scared then," said Ron, looking at his brother with pride. "You really are a hero, aren't you?"
"Yeah," whispered Rick, who was weak.
"I guess you're the new hero around here," said Harry, winking.
"I was worried to Rick," said Snape, putting his arms around Rick.
Harry and Ron looked at each other in surprise, then looked at Hermione who was looking at the floor.
"She's hurt that Rick's found a girlfriend," whispered Ron, in which Harry understood what had been on Hermione's stationery mind.
Simone looked at Hermione, and understood her well. Simone went to Ron's side.
"I think Hermione is really hurt," whispered Simone, after Snape started talking to Rick. "She's falling for your brother."
"I know," said Ron, in a sad tone. "I felt that hurt when she was falling for him too as I - I - I really like her. But I'm glad Rick's found you, as he didn't want Hermione as his girlfriend. He rather have her with me, but she doesn't feel that way about me."
"I'll know who's who now," said Simone. "Rick's a great guy. He's sensitive, cute, warm, and kind. He cares. That's what would get any girl."
"I'm glad he is my twin, being so brave about that."
"And Rick, the sorting ceremony has been postponed for the meantime as the first years have been helped out the lake after that shock, and Hagrid got them wet." Continued Snape. "Dumbledore is very pleased at your behaviour of tonight, as well as I am. Now, are you ready to go to the hall?"
"Mr Weasley and Miss Warden will have to spend the night here before class tomorrow, and everything should be alright tomorrow at breakfast, unless something's wrong." Madam Pomfrey marched in, in her usual style.
"Yes. But they must attend the sorting, it is very important."
Hermione wasn't listening.
She was caught up in her own mind. What was I thinking? Having Rick as my crush? He's got his own girl. Oh why am I so hurt?
Ron read her thoughts, and as the others went, he stayed behind with her.
"I know how you feel Hermione." Ron whispered.
"You do?" she answered softly back, clearly the heavy strands of brown hair that held her back.
"Yeah. I know you like Rick and everything, but . . ."
"I know Ron, I shouldn't like him. I mean he's your twin brother! You must think I'm such a idiotic b - "
"No, you're not," said Ron, so understanding. "I understand it might have been a crush. I'm not mad at you."
Hermione was listening this time.
"I know, I really should be mad at you," said Ron, looking back at the past he had of arguments. "But I understand how you feel. But Rick likes you as a friend. He told me - he told me that he wanted you to be with - me."
Hermione saw Rick's reflection stare back at her.
But this time, the reflection of her crush was Ron.
"You're not acting, are you?" whispered Hermione.
Harry was about to walk through the doors to tell them to hurry up, but he stopped and listened.
"No. I'm seriously being myself."
Harry heard all this, and felt like one of those types of girls who would break down and cry in a sad movie. He suddenly felt proud too.
"I like you Hermione," said Ron. "Ok, I'll tell you the truth. Before the Yule Ball, I couldn't sleep thinking you were going with someone else. I had nightmares that you were going with Malfoy, the with Neville, and then - Percy."
Hermione started to laugh. "Percy? Ok, he was Head Boy, but no way would I go for Mr Perfect."
"Then I dreamt that somehow I was with you then - I murdered you."
Hermione stared at his lifeless blue eyes as he treads over the thought.
"And then after the Yule Ball - I dreamt you were married to Krum, and then he murdered you, and I felt it was my fault."
Hermione seemed to catch the drift. "Why didn't you ever tell me this?"
Ron's blue eyes quivered. "Because I didn't think you liked me, being with Krum. And now - Rick, my twin."
"You could have told me," said Hermione. "I didn't want to hurt Viktor at all. And when you seem to shout at me, I knew I should have said no - because I realized how much I liked you."
Harry seemed like he really wanted to break into tears now.
"And when it was you at the door, I thought you were returning feelings, but then it was Rick. That's when I thought you told him all about me, so I had a crush on him."
Ron had a clear streak across his face, telling Harry, who was hiding, that he, for once, was crying. Harry bolted back to the wall when he thought Ron was going to look. Harry looked back to see Hermione wiping the tear with her delicate fingers, and she too was crying.
And that's when it started.
They kissed.
Anyone got tissues? Mwhahah more soon!