Disclaimer: The song I used is called Dancing in the Moonlight and it's by King Harvest. In other words, not mine. Okay? Thanks a bunch.
Chapter 14
Hermione hummed to herself as she turned on the kitchen faucet thinking about Ron. She never pictured herself being with someone. Ever. But the day before in the attic she felt as if she and Ron were meant to be together, something deep within her told her it was right. She never felt that way around Viktor and it didn't feel like the crush she had on Lockhart… she sighed and continued humming.
In two days Ron and Hermione would leave to meet Harry in Diagon Alley, summer holidays were over right when things started to turn Hermione's way. Upstairs she could hear Ron Plunking away at his keyboard. She listened in closely hoping to hear his voice along with the piano. Instead she heard a wrong note and a loud, frustrated, yell. She groaned.
"Three…" She began counting, "Two… One…"
Faith cried out, woken rudely from her nap.
Hermione put down the dish she was washing and began to dry her hands. When something surprised her. Noisy footsteps upstairs running from one room to the other, then Ron's soothing voice hushing the baby.
He came downstairs with Faith in his arms. He smiled sheepishly, "Maybe it would be better if I practiced outside."
Hermione turned back to the dishes, "Or maybe if you learned how to control your temper."
"I don't have a temper."
"Yes, you do, Ron," she said watching him out of the corner of her eye, just waiting for him to argue with her.
By now Ron was ignoring her. He was tossing Faith in the air and catching her, making the babies tears turn into giddy laughter. Hermione frowned, "Ron, don't do that you could drop her."
"What? Don't you trust me?"
"I trust you but you might slip."
"I won't slip."
Hermione put her hands on her hips, not caring that water was dripping on the floor, "Are you in the mood to fight today?"
"No… are you?"
"No. But if you-" She was cut off when Ron kissed Faith on her cheek and smiled his lopsided grin.
"There, I stopped throwing her. Happy?"
Hermione smiled, "Yes."
Ron laughed, "Ironic thing is, in about two years you're going to wish that I had dropped her."
Hermione rolled her eyes and put a dish on the counter to dry.
Ron flipped on the radio the Grangers kept in the kitchen and bobbed his head to the tune before he recognized it, "Hey! Hermione!" He quickly put Faith in her highchair and grabbed Hermione's soapy hands, "I love this song!"
Hermione shrieked as he twirled her in a circle, "Ron," she managed to gasp, "how do you know this song?"
Ron chuckled as Hermione began to dance with him, "My dad had a muggle radio and one time he managed to get it working and this song was playing," he sang a quick lyric to prove that he did in fact know the tune, "It's a supernatural delight. Everybody was dancin' in the moonlight. Everybody here is out of sight. They don't bark, and they don't bite. They keep things loose, they keep things light. Everybody was dancin' in the moonlight."
Hermione rolled her eyes and let go of him, "You are impossible. I have work I have to do, Ron. We can dance later."
Faith reached out for Ron and babbled. Ron smiled, "Do you want to dance with me, Faithy?" He rubbed his nose against hers and lifted her up dancing around the kitchen.
Hermione couldn't help but find Ron's actions endearing.
"I think I'm beginning to understand living as a muggle."
"Are you now?"
"Yes. You have to do work on your own. Clocks actually tell you the time, not where your family is. You have to entertain babies by your own skill not a wand. There is no Quiditch, by the way I'm not okay with that. You can't talk about wizardry in public because people think you're crazy. And to top it all off electricity runs your lives."
"Wow, Ron, you have muggles down to a 'T'."
"I do like that cell phone idea that I saw on TV. Those could be handy."
Hermione nodded and looked out the open kitchen window just in time to duck. A large brown owl swooped through the window dropping six letters on the kitchen table.
Ron grinned and snatched them up, "Two for you and four for me… Hogwarts. Great. They had to remind us that we're going back to school."
"I'm looking forward to it."
"I'll be you are. Just because you're a prefect."
"Ron, being a prefect does mean I have some advantages. We might be able to have more alone time."
Ron laughed out loud, "You are willing to break rules?"
Hermione pouted as she opened the envelope from Ginny, "Fine, Ron, forget the offer."
Ron groaned and sat down in a chair holding Faith in his lap and opened his letter from Ginny:
Dear Ron,
I'm writing you and Hermione the same letter, just in case for some reason one of you doesn't get it. Mom wants you to meet us at the ice cream shop in Diagon Alley on Thursday. Okay? Well, it better be okay. So, how are things going with you and Hermione? Did you somehow screw your relationship up yet? I'll see you in a couple days. Love you both,
~Ginny
Ron looked at Hermione, "Did she really send us the same letter?"
Hermione nodded and read allowed the first sentence, "I'm writing you and Ron the same letter, just in case for some reason one of you doesn't get it."
Ron nodded, "Alright."
Hermione grinned and continued reading her letter.
Dear Hermione,
I'm writing you and Ron the same letter, just in case for some reason one of you doesn't get it (I'm really not writing you two the same letter. I just wrote that so Ron wouldn't read yours… It'll hit him tonight when he's in bed when he realizes that there was something personal written in his letter).
Fast forward to that evening when Ron is about to fall asleep. He sits straight up in bed, "Hey!"
Anyway… How are things going with you and my brother? I got your letter last night and I wrote to you first thing this morning. I can't believe you actually kissed him! It's so cute and so disturbing at the same time. Ew… but aww… Just don't let him get away with stuff just because you guys are together now. Oh yeah Harry and I did have a good time yesterday, thanks for asking. Ron's lost his mind about Harry and I. I guess because Harry's a year older and because he's Ron's best friend it's against the rules for us to fancy each other. Well I have news for Ron: There's nothing he can do about it. J I can't wait to see you on Thursday! I'm really excited and we can talk in person and you can give me some details… never mind… I don't want details… YES I DO! I think I had a bit too much sugar… either that or the twins laced something in my toast this morning. I'll let you go, have fun,
With luv,
~Ginny
Ron was now reading his letter from Harry and Hermione had gone back to doing her dishes.
Ron,
So you finally kissed her huh? Well that says it, the world has ended. I'm just writing to tell you that you better not start snogging in front of me cause I'll loose my lunch. Can't wait to see you.
Harry
Ron sighed and opened the next envelope. He didn't recognize the handwriting on the front of it.
Ron,
Hey how are you? I'm just wondering how things are going with you and Hermione. Actually I just wrote that because Lavender was reading over my shoulder, mate. She wants to know if you two are "an item" yet. But she didn't want to write to Hermione because she would be butting in. So I had to butt in for her. All I have to tell you is, don't let her take control because you'll never get it back. Alright I'll see you on the Hogwarts Express.
Seamus
Ron laughed, "Seamus doesn't want you to control me."
"Oh he doesn't?"
"And Lavender wants to know if we're together yet but she didn't want to write you a letter. You women and your games. By the way, how does Harry know that I kissed you?"
Hermione blushed, "You're sister told him, I presume," Hermione put away the last dish and began walking upstairs to her room.
"Oh okay," Ron said tossing Faith into the air again, "Wait! How does Ginny know?"
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Sorry I haven't updated in like five years. I've been really busy. Anyway, this chapter is short. Hopefully my next update will be sooner. Thanx for reading!
~*~Lenny~*~
Please no flames, pleasepleaseplease…
