Note: The kiss in the previous chapter happened after Harry had gone into
his room. Sorry for any confusion
A/N: I DON'T OWN THESE Characters and I can do with them as I please.
It was early in the morning when Hermione awoke. She had just experienced the best dream ever. She was in white robes on a hill, and she had flowers in one hand and on her other arm was her father. They were walking towards a priest and a dashing young man in a tuxedo. It was her wedding and the man was Ron. The whole ceremony played out and just as they were to kiss as husband and wife she woke up. She was upset and happy at the same time. Then her nerves started kicking in. She remembered what had happened the night before, what she had done! She couldn't believe she had that in her. Then she became scared. Now she was more scared than Voldemort could ever make her feel. What did Ron think? Would he never speak to her again, would he make fun of her for it? Or might he just feel the same way she did. 'Oh god I hope so.' She thought. 'If only he had done it then this situation would be totally different. Well I must get dressed, and head to breakfast.'
"Hey Hermione! Why don't you come sit with us?" yelled Ron.
"Um that's okay," Hermione said as she walks away from Harry and Ron
"O, okay then," Ron says heartbroken. Maybe it was an innocent kiss after all. It was probably his heart not his head that was thinking.
"Hold on. I want to go to talk with her. I will be right back." Harry said as he ran after Hermione. "What the hell are you doing, Herm? Do you like him or not?"
"Yes. I definitely do. But he doesn't even like me so what is the point?"
"Is this Hermione speaking? The one who would fight McGonagall on a grade lower than 95 because she believes she deserves better?"
"Yes of course. And I wouldn't do that. It would be have to be lower than 97." She replies as she smirks.
"Good, there is my best friend." Harry said happily. "Now do you want some one else to snatch up Ron?"
"No."
"So you believe you deserve to have him and no one else?"
"I guess."
"Then come sit with us and make it happen. You will never know what will happen until you try."
"But-"
"No buts, you don't have to flirt with him. Just don't totally avoid him. Act like you regular self, that is what everyone loves you for."
"Okay, I guess you are right." They hug each other and walk back to the table. Hermione sits in between her two favorite boys. Acting as if nothing is wrong.
"I am glad you decided to sit with us." Ron says upset.
"I am sorry." Hermione says, looking directly into Ron's eyes. She grabs his hand, " I am very sorry for ever hurting you."
"It's okay." He doesn't let go, and looks into her eyes as if say 'don't worry you have never hurt me.'
Hermione lets go of his hand as Fred and George sit down. "Well, this food looks delicious.
As they leave the dining hall, Ron pulls Hermione over into an empty corner where no one could see them. They are very close to each other, they stare at each other for what seems to Hermione for an hour, and then Ron speaks "About last night," Hermione's nerves from the morning start to come back, "You kiss like my mom. I never liked it when my mom kissed me. Here is how I want you to kiss me." He leans in and kisses her lips very unsurely, and cautiously. Hermione leans in to reassure him it is okay, and deepens the kiss. Then they part, and stare into each other's eyes. Both know they have crossed a line, but both are okay with it. Each knows the other is feeling the same thing. They begin to part ways, but before Hermione can get away Ron says "Meet me in the Library at 9 tonight." Then they go to their separate classes.
A/N: I DON'T OWN THESE Characters and I can do with them as I please.
It was early in the morning when Hermione awoke. She had just experienced the best dream ever. She was in white robes on a hill, and she had flowers in one hand and on her other arm was her father. They were walking towards a priest and a dashing young man in a tuxedo. It was her wedding and the man was Ron. The whole ceremony played out and just as they were to kiss as husband and wife she woke up. She was upset and happy at the same time. Then her nerves started kicking in. She remembered what had happened the night before, what she had done! She couldn't believe she had that in her. Then she became scared. Now she was more scared than Voldemort could ever make her feel. What did Ron think? Would he never speak to her again, would he make fun of her for it? Or might he just feel the same way she did. 'Oh god I hope so.' She thought. 'If only he had done it then this situation would be totally different. Well I must get dressed, and head to breakfast.'
"Hey Hermione! Why don't you come sit with us?" yelled Ron.
"Um that's okay," Hermione said as she walks away from Harry and Ron
"O, okay then," Ron says heartbroken. Maybe it was an innocent kiss after all. It was probably his heart not his head that was thinking.
"Hold on. I want to go to talk with her. I will be right back." Harry said as he ran after Hermione. "What the hell are you doing, Herm? Do you like him or not?"
"Yes. I definitely do. But he doesn't even like me so what is the point?"
"Is this Hermione speaking? The one who would fight McGonagall on a grade lower than 95 because she believes she deserves better?"
"Yes of course. And I wouldn't do that. It would be have to be lower than 97." She replies as she smirks.
"Good, there is my best friend." Harry said happily. "Now do you want some one else to snatch up Ron?"
"No."
"So you believe you deserve to have him and no one else?"
"I guess."
"Then come sit with us and make it happen. You will never know what will happen until you try."
"But-"
"No buts, you don't have to flirt with him. Just don't totally avoid him. Act like you regular self, that is what everyone loves you for."
"Okay, I guess you are right." They hug each other and walk back to the table. Hermione sits in between her two favorite boys. Acting as if nothing is wrong.
"I am glad you decided to sit with us." Ron says upset.
"I am sorry." Hermione says, looking directly into Ron's eyes. She grabs his hand, " I am very sorry for ever hurting you."
"It's okay." He doesn't let go, and looks into her eyes as if say 'don't worry you have never hurt me.'
Hermione lets go of his hand as Fred and George sit down. "Well, this food looks delicious.
As they leave the dining hall, Ron pulls Hermione over into an empty corner where no one could see them. They are very close to each other, they stare at each other for what seems to Hermione for an hour, and then Ron speaks "About last night," Hermione's nerves from the morning start to come back, "You kiss like my mom. I never liked it when my mom kissed me. Here is how I want you to kiss me." He leans in and kisses her lips very unsurely, and cautiously. Hermione leans in to reassure him it is okay, and deepens the kiss. Then they part, and stare into each other's eyes. Both know they have crossed a line, but both are okay with it. Each knows the other is feeling the same thing. They begin to part ways, but before Hermione can get away Ron says "Meet me in the Library at 9 tonight." Then they go to their separate classes.