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After a day, Ron nearly lost it when he saw Harry snuggling with Ginny in the common room, but all it took, was a look from Hermione, for him to bite back his tongue. This was often done with a red face either due to anger or embarrassment, no one knew or dared to ask. Harry, though extremely grateful, couldn't help but feel curious about what Hermione could have probably said. To ask Ron would be like walking into Voldermort bathing (euu!!!) and Hermione stubbornly stuck to her lame story. But if he was curious about this, the next few days would shock him into silence.
It began normally enough, two days after the big fight and Ron was calm enough to play chess with him in the common room. It was a noisy night as usual with the twins making their presence felt everywhere. Tonight they were bothering the 7th year girls, though when one thought about it, Angelina didn't really look bothered when Fred continuously threw stuff at her or tried to distract her from her conversation with Katie. That was another story however so let's just stick to the main characters.
Ron was of course, winning. Harry knew he would, which was the reason he had suggested they play in the first place.
" Well Potter, looks like you are about to lose again." Ron said smugly, smirking at Harry. Ginny who was sitting next to Harry on the couch put her hand on Harry's leg as if to comfort him, making Ron lose the smirk and start to turn red. Seeing this, Harry hastily removed his girlfriend hand thought she gave him a slightly hurt look. He gave her, a better-put-up-for- now look and resume to losing the game.
Hermione who was doing her credit work, noticed the exchange and moved to sit next to Ron on his side of the couch. She couldn't really sit next to Harry and Ginny. She noticed the way he looked so damned cute in his red T- shirt and intense look of concentration. His tousled hair just made her want to run her hands through it. But after the "kiss" the two had shared, things had gone back to normal, at least in her view. Ron was his usual self around her, though he did get murderous looks around Harry at times. They had both made a silent agreement to forget everything that had happened. She was, of course hurt, but well it was the best wasn't it? What did confuse her however, was that some times when they were just hanging out, she could have sworn that he was trying to flirt with her! And that was.just well.impossible wasn't it? Ron wasn't that lame and well...he couldn't be flirting could he? Craning her head slightly, she tried to get a look at this impossible-to-understand guy.
Ron started to turn red again, though not so much as he forced himself to concentrate on the game. Things hadn't really gone the way he would have liked, after being interrupted by Trewlawney. He was both hurt and glad of the silent agreement, not to mention what had actually happened. But that didn't stop him from throwing in hints or just having a little fun. Life was already ok, but he needed this. He remembered the way she had smiled at him when he did so well for his Potions test. That had been a strange day, Snape had been extra sarcastic and angry at him and Hermione that day. He supposed it was because he did so well, but there seemed to be something else. After class, he heard that Snape had lost big in some way, but no one would tell him over what. He forgot about it the next moment however, when Hermione praised him for doing so well. He had just barely managed to keep the goofy grin of his face and not stare at her lips.
God! He knew he was pathetic, acting the way he did around her. He just couldn't bear to let it go, the special connection between them that was so short but so missed already. Hermione hadn't really replied to any of his pathetic attempts to flirt but he knew that he couldn't stop himself even if he wanted to. He wanted any kind of contact with her.
Turning his head slightly, he said." Can we help you? Or come to try help Harry do the impossible?"
He noticed out of the corner of his eye, how cute she looked in her small (and tight!) black T-shirt. Even without any makeup whatsoever, he still wanted to grab her and bury his face in her neck .and.and. just moan. (For now!)
Hermione smiled fondly at Ron, not realizing the way the common room had suddenly quieted down to hear their conversation. In the last few days in fact, the whole of Gryffindor had heard about the incident and there were many interested in what Hermione had done or said. But being the sillies they are, both Ron and Hermione had not noticed this. This was largely due to the fact that when they talked to each other, they didn't really notice anyone else.
"I was just wondering if either of you had actually finished your work on the potions lesson
today. You know Snape will be quizzing us tomorrow. Just because you did well for the last test is no reason to stop studying consistently " she said still looking at Ron's profile.
"Ah why did I somehow know it was going to be about that?
We'll do it later." replied Ron trying his best not to turn his head and look at her. He pulled at his shirt collar uncomfortably. Was the fire too hot or what?... or was Hermione sitting too close to him? He could feel her leg pressed against his own and it was taking all his will power not to push back against it.
Harry brought him out of his thoughts when he suddenly gave an embarrassed cough and said, "Actually...uh... I did it already."
Ron looked at him in shock. Since when did Harry do any work early? He asked, "Are you kidding? Since when do you-"
He broke off when he realized why Harry had done so. Harry gave another embarrassed smile. " I ... uh... wanted to spend some time with... uuh.. Ginny later so I did my work early." finishing quickly seeing Ron's ears turn red.
Before Ron could say anything, Hermione spoke up. " That was very thoughtful of you Harry. And Ron, since you haven't done it yet, do you want me to help you out with it?"
Immediately, all thoughts of Harry disappeared. Turning to face Hermione, he said teasingly going a little red himself." Are you sure you want to help me out? Or do you just want to spend some quality time with me?"
God! Where the hell did he get the guts to say that?!
Hermione looked back at him giving her the teasing and cheeky smile that she found so endearing. She answered in the same teasing tone, her ears turning slightly red as well." Both options are not so bad." If he wanted to play, well she would also play this time.
Looking at her smiling so, he tried to tease her again. " Maybe if you asked me nicer, I would." he said his hands becoming sweaty as he realized he was actually flirting with Hermione. The room was getting hotter and hotter.
Hermione put both hands on her hips and parted her mouth slightly. She felt an insane urge to giggle but controlled herself." Uh ok... So Ron would you please come and study with me?"
Ron paused, thinking carefully about his insult that he hoped wasn't too crass, and opened his mouth.
The whole of Gryffindor listened carefully. Only Ron and Hermione were the best source of sweet flirting. They waited with baited breath, for the insult that would come from Ron. Even Ginny and Harry were listening intently
" Ok."
Thud! was the sound of Fred falling from Angelina's lap. Elsewhere, all mouth were left gaping open including Hermione, as she watched Ron get up and go to his room to get his work. Harry looked at his friend in complete shock, Ron's brothers and sister even more. They had never seen Ron ever agree to do work. What was even scarier about this was the look of shock, fear and surprise on Ron's face.
Ron returned and sat down at the table looking expectantly at Hermione. She hadn't been expecting this and was so, a little slow to walk back to him. She tried to say something, but couldn't come up with anything. Silently thanking the powers that be, she picked up her own book and tried to concentrate on the words.
Meanwhile Gryffindor was still silently shocked.
What was actually going on in Ron's head.
Ron thought carefully about his insult and opened his mouth.
* Ron's Brain, in a businesslike voice: Ok stopp!!!Tongue and mouth, you will disregard the message Ron wants to send! Please stand by for the following message to be broadcast out. And lower body you better get moving up to his room to collect his work. I have already spoken to his central nervous system so don't worry about him resisting. Come on body parts, we can get this boy laid if we work hard! *
So Ron was utterly shocked when his mouth and body began to disobey him. He moved without knowing what was going on. (Those of you who don't know why Ron's brain is doing this, refer to earlier chapter)
Looking around he tried to grab the stairway rail and stop himself from moving. Shooting pains suddenly shot through his feet. He grabbed on to the railing harder.
* Sir! He's trying to resist! reported the nervous system. He's managed to ignore earlier pain warning. Ron's brain thought and said, "Well there's no choice. Turn the lever up on the arms. We have to sacrifice some for the long run. Looking at his control screen, he nodded at the arms who were saluting him bravely. Ah... brave lads...*
"Argh!" Ron let go of the rail. That had definitely hurt! And his feet started to move again. His body was not obeying him! Well we'll see about that!
He, with all his strength moved his feet, back. Sweat began to form on his forehead. His feet continued to move forwards. Gritting his teeth, he bent over and held his feet together. This was beginning to get ridiculous. Here he was, bending over, his ass up in the air, trying to hold his feet together. His feet continued to strain against him and his arms began to hurt again.
But Ron had come from a trying background. Fred and George had taught him all to well about pain. He held his squirming feet tighter. What he absolutely did not expect was, his feet to suddenly stop moving. Owing to the fact that his ass was in the air and he was already off-balanced, he couldn't stop himself.
Crack! His head hit the wall with a sickening thud. He nearly lost consciousness. Trying to clear his fuzzy head, he felt himself moving towards his room. He could hardly control himself as he watched his hands grab the books and parchment. His feet moved again stopping before the mirror. The fuzziness was fading away and he was relieved to see that there was no bruise where he had hit his head.
All of a sudden, he heard a voice speaking. * Come on . you don't have to resist me. just do everything I say and no one has to get hurt.*
Ron looked at himself in fear, his eyes trembling. He was going ma-!
Before he could move to retaliate, his right hand flew up and smacked him a good one on the right cheek. * You idiot!! Just do everything I say and you're not mad ass!!*
This time Ron let it go. He wasn't sure who was in control anymore. He could have sworn he heard a sigh. Miserably he went down to the common room and looked at Hermione and looked at her. Her mouth was wide open and she seemed to be trying to say something. Giving up she sat next to him and started to read her book again.
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After a day, Ron nearly lost it when he saw Harry snuggling with Ginny in the common room, but all it took, was a look from Hermione, for him to bite back his tongue. This was often done with a red face either due to anger or embarrassment, no one knew or dared to ask. Harry, though extremely grateful, couldn't help but feel curious about what Hermione could have probably said. To ask Ron would be like walking into Voldermort bathing (euu!!!) and Hermione stubbornly stuck to her lame story. But if he was curious about this, the next few days would shock him into silence.
It began normally enough, two days after the big fight and Ron was calm enough to play chess with him in the common room. It was a noisy night as usual with the twins making their presence felt everywhere. Tonight they were bothering the 7th year girls, though when one thought about it, Angelina didn't really look bothered when Fred continuously threw stuff at her or tried to distract her from her conversation with Katie. That was another story however so let's just stick to the main characters.
Ron was of course, winning. Harry knew he would, which was the reason he had suggested they play in the first place.
" Well Potter, looks like you are about to lose again." Ron said smugly, smirking at Harry. Ginny who was sitting next to Harry on the couch put her hand on Harry's leg as if to comfort him, making Ron lose the smirk and start to turn red. Seeing this, Harry hastily removed his girlfriend hand thought she gave him a slightly hurt look. He gave her, a better-put-up-for- now look and resume to losing the game.
Hermione who was doing her credit work, noticed the exchange and moved to sit next to Ron on his side of the couch. She couldn't really sit next to Harry and Ginny. She noticed the way he looked so damned cute in his red T- shirt and intense look of concentration. His tousled hair just made her want to run her hands through it. But after the "kiss" the two had shared, things had gone back to normal, at least in her view. Ron was his usual self around her, though he did get murderous looks around Harry at times. They had both made a silent agreement to forget everything that had happened. She was, of course hurt, but well it was the best wasn't it? What did confuse her however, was that some times when they were just hanging out, she could have sworn that he was trying to flirt with her! And that was.just well.impossible wasn't it? Ron wasn't that lame and well...he couldn't be flirting could he? Craning her head slightly, she tried to get a look at this impossible-to-understand guy.
Ron started to turn red again, though not so much as he forced himself to concentrate on the game. Things hadn't really gone the way he would have liked, after being interrupted by Trewlawney. He was both hurt and glad of the silent agreement, not to mention what had actually happened. But that didn't stop him from throwing in hints or just having a little fun. Life was already ok, but he needed this. He remembered the way she had smiled at him when he did so well for his Potions test. That had been a strange day, Snape had been extra sarcastic and angry at him and Hermione that day. He supposed it was because he did so well, but there seemed to be something else. After class, he heard that Snape had lost big in some way, but no one would tell him over what. He forgot about it the next moment however, when Hermione praised him for doing so well. He had just barely managed to keep the goofy grin of his face and not stare at her lips.
God! He knew he was pathetic, acting the way he did around her. He just couldn't bear to let it go, the special connection between them that was so short but so missed already. Hermione hadn't really replied to any of his pathetic attempts to flirt but he knew that he couldn't stop himself even if he wanted to. He wanted any kind of contact with her.
Turning his head slightly, he said." Can we help you? Or come to try help Harry do the impossible?"
He noticed out of the corner of his eye, how cute she looked in her small (and tight!) black T-shirt. Even without any makeup whatsoever, he still wanted to grab her and bury his face in her neck .and.and. just moan. (For now!)
Hermione smiled fondly at Ron, not realizing the way the common room had suddenly quieted down to hear their conversation. In the last few days in fact, the whole of Gryffindor had heard about the incident and there were many interested in what Hermione had done or said. But being the sillies they are, both Ron and Hermione had not noticed this. This was largely due to the fact that when they talked to each other, they didn't really notice anyone else.
"I was just wondering if either of you had actually finished your work on the potions lesson
today. You know Snape will be quizzing us tomorrow. Just because you did well for the last test is no reason to stop studying consistently " she said still looking at Ron's profile.
"Ah why did I somehow know it was going to be about that?
We'll do it later." replied Ron trying his best not to turn his head and look at her. He pulled at his shirt collar uncomfortably. Was the fire too hot or what?... or was Hermione sitting too close to him? He could feel her leg pressed against his own and it was taking all his will power not to push back against it.
Harry brought him out of his thoughts when he suddenly gave an embarrassed cough and said, "Actually...uh... I did it already."
Ron looked at him in shock. Since when did Harry do any work early? He asked, "Are you kidding? Since when do you-"
He broke off when he realized why Harry had done so. Harry gave another embarrassed smile. " I ... uh... wanted to spend some time with... uuh.. Ginny later so I did my work early." finishing quickly seeing Ron's ears turn red.
Before Ron could say anything, Hermione spoke up. " That was very thoughtful of you Harry. And Ron, since you haven't done it yet, do you want me to help you out with it?"
Immediately, all thoughts of Harry disappeared. Turning to face Hermione, he said teasingly going a little red himself." Are you sure you want to help me out? Or do you just want to spend some quality time with me?"
God! Where the hell did he get the guts to say that?!
Hermione looked back at him giving her the teasing and cheeky smile that she found so endearing. She answered in the same teasing tone, her ears turning slightly red as well." Both options are not so bad." If he wanted to play, well she would also play this time.
Looking at her smiling so, he tried to tease her again. " Maybe if you asked me nicer, I would." he said his hands becoming sweaty as he realized he was actually flirting with Hermione. The room was getting hotter and hotter.
Hermione put both hands on her hips and parted her mouth slightly. She felt an insane urge to giggle but controlled herself." Uh ok... So Ron would you please come and study with me?"
Ron paused, thinking carefully about his insult that he hoped wasn't too crass, and opened his mouth.
The whole of Gryffindor listened carefully. Only Ron and Hermione were the best source of sweet flirting. They waited with baited breath, for the insult that would come from Ron. Even Ginny and Harry were listening intently
" Ok."
Thud! was the sound of Fred falling from Angelina's lap. Elsewhere, all mouth were left gaping open including Hermione, as she watched Ron get up and go to his room to get his work. Harry looked at his friend in complete shock, Ron's brothers and sister even more. They had never seen Ron ever agree to do work. What was even scarier about this was the look of shock, fear and surprise on Ron's face.
Ron returned and sat down at the table looking expectantly at Hermione. She hadn't been expecting this and was so, a little slow to walk back to him. She tried to say something, but couldn't come up with anything. Silently thanking the powers that be, she picked up her own book and tried to concentrate on the words.
Meanwhile Gryffindor was still silently shocked.
What was actually going on in Ron's head.
Ron thought carefully about his insult and opened his mouth.
* Ron's Brain, in a businesslike voice: Ok stopp!!!Tongue and mouth, you will disregard the message Ron wants to send! Please stand by for the following message to be broadcast out. And lower body you better get moving up to his room to collect his work. I have already spoken to his central nervous system so don't worry about him resisting. Come on body parts, we can get this boy laid if we work hard! *
So Ron was utterly shocked when his mouth and body began to disobey him. He moved without knowing what was going on. (Those of you who don't know why Ron's brain is doing this, refer to earlier chapter)
Looking around he tried to grab the stairway rail and stop himself from moving. Shooting pains suddenly shot through his feet. He grabbed on to the railing harder.
* Sir! He's trying to resist! reported the nervous system. He's managed to ignore earlier pain warning. Ron's brain thought and said, "Well there's no choice. Turn the lever up on the arms. We have to sacrifice some for the long run. Looking at his control screen, he nodded at the arms who were saluting him bravely. Ah... brave lads...*
"Argh!" Ron let go of the rail. That had definitely hurt! And his feet started to move again. His body was not obeying him! Well we'll see about that!
He, with all his strength moved his feet, back. Sweat began to form on his forehead. His feet continued to move forwards. Gritting his teeth, he bent over and held his feet together. This was beginning to get ridiculous. Here he was, bending over, his ass up in the air, trying to hold his feet together. His feet continued to strain against him and his arms began to hurt again.
But Ron had come from a trying background. Fred and George had taught him all to well about pain. He held his squirming feet tighter. What he absolutely did not expect was, his feet to suddenly stop moving. Owing to the fact that his ass was in the air and he was already off-balanced, he couldn't stop himself.
Crack! His head hit the wall with a sickening thud. He nearly lost consciousness. Trying to clear his fuzzy head, he felt himself moving towards his room. He could hardly control himself as he watched his hands grab the books and parchment. His feet moved again stopping before the mirror. The fuzziness was fading away and he was relieved to see that there was no bruise where he had hit his head.
All of a sudden, he heard a voice speaking. * Come on . you don't have to resist me. just do everything I say and no one has to get hurt.*
Ron looked at himself in fear, his eyes trembling. He was going ma-!
Before he could move to retaliate, his right hand flew up and smacked him a good one on the right cheek. * You idiot!! Just do everything I say and you're not mad ass!!*
This time Ron let it go. He wasn't sure who was in control anymore. He could have sworn he heard a sigh. Miserably he went down to the common room and looked at Hermione and looked at her. Her mouth was wide open and she seemed to be trying to say something. Giving up she sat next to him and started to read her book again.
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