After what seemed like a lifetime of kissing, Harry managed to tear himself
away from Hermione's lips. He looked down at her face that was lit up and
shining. He knew then that he'd done the right thing in kissing her, and he
would have continued to do so if it wasn't for the librarian who was
coughing non-to discreetly behind the bookshelf. They exchanged looks and,
picking up Hermione's books, Harry led her out of the library.
Back in the Gryffindor common room, Ron and Lavender were sitting cosily on the sofa; after having beaten Seamus at wizard's chess 4 times in a row, he was feeling pretty good right now; and he had his arms around a beautiful girl. Ok, so she can be giggly and girly sometimes, ok most of the time, but Ron relished the attention it bought him. He looked up as he heard the portrait swing back to reveal his two best friends, HOLDING HANDS! So, he mused, Harry has got lucky then. Ron felt a surge of jealousy run through him as he saw how stunning Hermione looked; her eyes were shining and she was glowing from something; Ron didn't need to delve too deep into his imagination to guess what had made her so flushed. What does he have that I don't? Ron thought to himself. Hang on a sec, he told himself, I should be happy for them, besides, I have Lavender now. He glanced at the girl who had fallen asleep on his shoulder; she was really pretty, and he did like her loads.
"Hey Ron!" Harry called as he approached the sofa. Hermione was still holding his hand, but was holding back a little, half-hiding behind Harry.
"So.I guess you succeeded where I didn't," Ron replied, amusement evident in his voice. Harry only needed to grin at Ron for him to know what had happened in the library.
"I'm sorry Ron," Hermione managed to say in a quiet voice, "I hope." her voice trailed off, as she looked hopefully at Ron.
"Don't worry about it," he replied casually, "as long as you don't go all couply on me!" he added. Harry and Hermione both beamed at Ron with appreciation, as they called goodnight and headed for their dormitories. Harry followed Hermione to the foot of the stairs leading to the girl's section, and handing her books to her, he gave her a light kiss on the lips before whispering goodnight into her ear; he didn't trust himself to kiss her properly, he didn't know if he'd be able to hold back.
"Goodnight Harry," she replied, and then headed up the stairs.
"Why is it that your life can take an amazing unexpected turn, making you deliriously happy in an instant?"
These were the words added to Hermione's thoughts page, before turning off her light to dream dreams of the past evening's events, over and over again.
A month had passed and Harry and Hermione's relationship was getting stronger by the day. They'd been careful not to leave Ron out of their friendship, but this was getting increasingly difficult, especially now that Lavender had blown up at him for not paying her enough attention. They were still in their 'cool off' period, which had now lasted for over a week; Harry had his doubts they would ever get back together. It wasn't that he didn't want to spend time with his best friend; it was just Hermione was such an important part of his life now, and he couldn't get enough of her.
"Hi, Ron, wait up a second," Harry called as he saw Ron disappearing down the corridor to lunch. Ron stopped but didn't turn around.
"Where've you been?" Harry asked breathlessly, "I've been looked everywhere for you."
"Oh, just been talking with Lav," he replied, not looking at Harry, "she reckons I'm not ready for the commitment of a relationship. I mean, what does she expect! I'm 15 not 35!" he finished angrily.
"I'm sorry Ron," Harry sympathised, "Maybe you just need time apart."
"Nah, it's over," Ron reacted, "But hey, there's plenty more fish in the sea, right?" he said brightly checking Harry's face for a reaction.
"That's the spirit!" Harry answered, grabbing his best friend around the shoulder and playfully dragging him along. It was just like old times Ron reflected later as they were sat in Potions. Hermione had been moved to sit with Pavati since her and Harry couldn't seem to concentrate sitting next to each other. Snape was being his usual slimy self, but at least Ron had Harry to share in the fun. He couldn't help but wish things were always like this, but he wasn't so insensitive that he wanted Harry and Hermione to break up because of him.
"Mr. Weasley!" Snape's voice boomed from across the classroom, as Snape approached their desk.
"I hope you're paying attention to what I'm saying, as there will be a test on it next week; the marks from which will contribute towards your overall grade this year." Ron gulped and looked down at his desk; he wasn't feeling so cocky today. Harry grinned at him from the side, which Ron appreciated. He remembered that this weekend was the Hogsmeade weekend trip; perhaps Harry would part himself from Hermione for a bit, so he and Ron could have a laugh like they used to.
"Harry! Ron!" Hermione called as they were leaving the classroom. "Guess what? Oh, you'll never guess so I'll just tell you, as 5th years we get to stay over in Hogsmeade, like over night!" Harry stared at Hermione as if she'd gone mad.
"Are you serious?" he asked, trying to hide the excitement in his voice.
"Yeah, Pavati just told me, she found out from Professor McGonnagol, isn't it great!" she concluded, beaming at Harry. Ron shifted at the side of them, knowing all to well that he was going to be left out again.
"That's great guys, but I think I'll give it a miss," Ron said, already moving away from them.
"What? You have to come!" Harry replied, eyeing Ron suspiciously. What was he up to now?
"Yeah, whatever," Ron said as he walked off to join Seamus and the other guys who were crowded round a group of giggling girls.
"Are we leaving him out again?" Hermione asked Harry, still watching the retreating figure of Ron.
"I just don't know what to do," Harry replied with a sigh, "I've tried spending time with him, but I can't help it if I want to spend all my time with you," he said, his arms circling her waist as he pulled her into a deserted classroom. He knew he was avoiding the subject of Ron, but he couldn't help himself; he couldn't keep his hands off his beautiful girlfriend.
Ron observed the act from a distance, and he knew there was no way their friendship could ever go back to way it was, he might as well accept it now.
Back in the Gryffindor common room, Ron and Lavender were sitting cosily on the sofa; after having beaten Seamus at wizard's chess 4 times in a row, he was feeling pretty good right now; and he had his arms around a beautiful girl. Ok, so she can be giggly and girly sometimes, ok most of the time, but Ron relished the attention it bought him. He looked up as he heard the portrait swing back to reveal his two best friends, HOLDING HANDS! So, he mused, Harry has got lucky then. Ron felt a surge of jealousy run through him as he saw how stunning Hermione looked; her eyes were shining and she was glowing from something; Ron didn't need to delve too deep into his imagination to guess what had made her so flushed. What does he have that I don't? Ron thought to himself. Hang on a sec, he told himself, I should be happy for them, besides, I have Lavender now. He glanced at the girl who had fallen asleep on his shoulder; she was really pretty, and he did like her loads.
"Hey Ron!" Harry called as he approached the sofa. Hermione was still holding his hand, but was holding back a little, half-hiding behind Harry.
"So.I guess you succeeded where I didn't," Ron replied, amusement evident in his voice. Harry only needed to grin at Ron for him to know what had happened in the library.
"I'm sorry Ron," Hermione managed to say in a quiet voice, "I hope." her voice trailed off, as she looked hopefully at Ron.
"Don't worry about it," he replied casually, "as long as you don't go all couply on me!" he added. Harry and Hermione both beamed at Ron with appreciation, as they called goodnight and headed for their dormitories. Harry followed Hermione to the foot of the stairs leading to the girl's section, and handing her books to her, he gave her a light kiss on the lips before whispering goodnight into her ear; he didn't trust himself to kiss her properly, he didn't know if he'd be able to hold back.
"Goodnight Harry," she replied, and then headed up the stairs.
"Why is it that your life can take an amazing unexpected turn, making you deliriously happy in an instant?"
These were the words added to Hermione's thoughts page, before turning off her light to dream dreams of the past evening's events, over and over again.
A month had passed and Harry and Hermione's relationship was getting stronger by the day. They'd been careful not to leave Ron out of their friendship, but this was getting increasingly difficult, especially now that Lavender had blown up at him for not paying her enough attention. They were still in their 'cool off' period, which had now lasted for over a week; Harry had his doubts they would ever get back together. It wasn't that he didn't want to spend time with his best friend; it was just Hermione was such an important part of his life now, and he couldn't get enough of her.
"Hi, Ron, wait up a second," Harry called as he saw Ron disappearing down the corridor to lunch. Ron stopped but didn't turn around.
"Where've you been?" Harry asked breathlessly, "I've been looked everywhere for you."
"Oh, just been talking with Lav," he replied, not looking at Harry, "she reckons I'm not ready for the commitment of a relationship. I mean, what does she expect! I'm 15 not 35!" he finished angrily.
"I'm sorry Ron," Harry sympathised, "Maybe you just need time apart."
"Nah, it's over," Ron reacted, "But hey, there's plenty more fish in the sea, right?" he said brightly checking Harry's face for a reaction.
"That's the spirit!" Harry answered, grabbing his best friend around the shoulder and playfully dragging him along. It was just like old times Ron reflected later as they were sat in Potions. Hermione had been moved to sit with Pavati since her and Harry couldn't seem to concentrate sitting next to each other. Snape was being his usual slimy self, but at least Ron had Harry to share in the fun. He couldn't help but wish things were always like this, but he wasn't so insensitive that he wanted Harry and Hermione to break up because of him.
"Mr. Weasley!" Snape's voice boomed from across the classroom, as Snape approached their desk.
"I hope you're paying attention to what I'm saying, as there will be a test on it next week; the marks from which will contribute towards your overall grade this year." Ron gulped and looked down at his desk; he wasn't feeling so cocky today. Harry grinned at him from the side, which Ron appreciated. He remembered that this weekend was the Hogsmeade weekend trip; perhaps Harry would part himself from Hermione for a bit, so he and Ron could have a laugh like they used to.
"Harry! Ron!" Hermione called as they were leaving the classroom. "Guess what? Oh, you'll never guess so I'll just tell you, as 5th years we get to stay over in Hogsmeade, like over night!" Harry stared at Hermione as if she'd gone mad.
"Are you serious?" he asked, trying to hide the excitement in his voice.
"Yeah, Pavati just told me, she found out from Professor McGonnagol, isn't it great!" she concluded, beaming at Harry. Ron shifted at the side of them, knowing all to well that he was going to be left out again.
"That's great guys, but I think I'll give it a miss," Ron said, already moving away from them.
"What? You have to come!" Harry replied, eyeing Ron suspiciously. What was he up to now?
"Yeah, whatever," Ron said as he walked off to join Seamus and the other guys who were crowded round a group of giggling girls.
"Are we leaving him out again?" Hermione asked Harry, still watching the retreating figure of Ron.
"I just don't know what to do," Harry replied with a sigh, "I've tried spending time with him, but I can't help it if I want to spend all my time with you," he said, his arms circling her waist as he pulled her into a deserted classroom. He knew he was avoiding the subject of Ron, but he couldn't help himself; he couldn't keep his hands off his beautiful girlfriend.
Ron observed the act from a distance, and he knew there was no way their friendship could ever go back to way it was, he might as well accept it now.