DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters (though I wish I did!) they belong to the wonderful JK Rowling. And I think her for making them so unique and easy to write about!
ONWARDS WITH THE STORY!
Hermione walked down the steps, onto the vast yard ahead of her. She looked to the sky and watched the starts twinkle down on her. The darkness was surrounding her, she feared it would swallow her whole. This was her favourite time of all. After her hard work throughout the day, this was the most peaceful, beautiful, and relaxing time for her. Hermione looked upon the moonlit lake. She watched the rippled distort the harvest moon that shone above. She felt her fears, her sadness, and her stress wash away with the rippling water. Just as she reached the edge of the lake she saw something break the waters surface. If couldn't be the squid, for it had been relocated to protect something other than their lake. Hermione darted behind the nearest tree, trying to control her breathing, so not to be heard by whatever was coming onto shore. She placed her hand on her heaving chest and looked down to the ground. She stared past her striking body to the dewy grass below her. Now in her seventh year at the school, many changes had come to her over the past seven years. Her meek and mild personality changed to bubbly and outgoing. Her frizzy, deep brown hair, now was curled immaculately with streaks of red that shone in the late days sun. Hermione discovered a gym down one of the many halls at Hogwarts, and used to it her advantage. Her once weak, scrawny body was now strong and toned. Her brain power, however, had not changed since these other changes. She was just as smart, if not more so than before. But, with all her smarts, she could not think of who, or what, would be out at this time of night. Maybe all they were doing was getting away from it all the way she was now. She slowly snuck a look around the tree. The darkness would surely cover her from sight. She man in front of her took her breath away. He was towelling his hair off, hiding his face from view. She looked down towards him chest and stomach. She figured she was not the only one who found the "secret" gym. The towel began to fall from his head and she darted behind the tree with much hesitation. Being seen by such a man was not in her plans for the night. She waited in her hiding place until his footsteps died out. She continued her walk through the grounds, wondering who the man possibly could have been. The walk proved to be very good for her. She got many of her thoughts out. She thought about her homework, her plans for the upcoming weekend, and her love life, or lack of. Sure, she had one night stands and such, but no one stuck with her. Thoughts ran through her head and she thought of what she wanted in a partner. Smart, cute, good sense of humour, kind, caring, gentle, and as a final thought, good in bed. She sauntered back to the castle, and to her Head Girls room. She requested it be near her old common room for easy access to her friends. She marched up the stairs to her room after crossing her personal common room. She put on her pyjamas and flopped onto her bed, thoughts of the evening still swirling through her head. She slept, thoughts of the boy from the lake broke into her dreams.
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Ron sauntered across the grass to the lakes edge. He stripped off his t-shirt and threw it and his towel to the ground. He wade slowly into the lake. The warmth of it surrounded his legs. The hot summers sun and been beating down on it all day, and now the harvest moon was burning down on him. He dove deep into the water, opened his eyes, and saw the darkness that had mystery swirling thought it. Tonight was like most nights, him sneaking from his room late at night to come to the lake. He was not able to come to the lake in year before because of the giant squid that used to patrol these waters. Ron had a real passion for swimming that came from his days as a kid spent at the pond a few minutes from his house. He surfaced slowly, feeling a world of difference in himself than when he dove down. He left everything in the water below him. He treaded in the water for some time, staring to the sky, seeing the natural light that was being provided for him. He gazed up to the school, looking at the lights and the towers that were staring down at him. Suddenly, his eye was caught by the front doors opening. He gawked at the outline of the girl ascending the steps. His mouth dropped to his chin, and his eyes nearly fell from their sockets. He watched her, the light of the moon shining down onto her, as if she were surrounded by a radiant light. An angel, Ron thought to himself. She must be an angel, no one could be that beautiful and not be. As she neared, he couldn't think of anything to do, or say to her, so he submerged under the water. He waited until he thought he would burst if he didn't breathe soon, he surfaced still facing the castle. He searched the dark lawn, and saw nothing. He dove under the water and swam to the shore. He was filled with anger. Where had she gone? Why hadn't he talked to her! He climbed from the warmth of the lake and began towelling off his wet hair. He trudged up the lawn staring at the grass that was tickling between his toes. He decided to go the gym for a quick workout while he was out and about. His body was well toned for a 6 foot 4, 18 year old. His red hair was still as unmanageable as ever. He had just recently had a tattoo put in place on his right bicep of the Gyffindor lion. He had travelled to the nearest muggle town to have it done. After his workout Ron made his way to his Head Boy room he shared with Harry. It was a great surprise to the boys when they received the honour, and they shared it by asking for a room together, and of course it was granted. He found Harry on the couch in their common room reading up on Quidditch. After telling Harry of the nights events, he went to his room. He lay on his bed, staring the at ceiling. He closed his eyes and pictured the girl once more, and fell asleep with thoughts of her dancing about his dreams.
ONWARDS WITH THE STORY!
Hermione walked down the steps, onto the vast yard ahead of her. She looked to the sky and watched the starts twinkle down on her. The darkness was surrounding her, she feared it would swallow her whole. This was her favourite time of all. After her hard work throughout the day, this was the most peaceful, beautiful, and relaxing time for her. Hermione looked upon the moonlit lake. She watched the rippled distort the harvest moon that shone above. She felt her fears, her sadness, and her stress wash away with the rippling water. Just as she reached the edge of the lake she saw something break the waters surface. If couldn't be the squid, for it had been relocated to protect something other than their lake. Hermione darted behind the nearest tree, trying to control her breathing, so not to be heard by whatever was coming onto shore. She placed her hand on her heaving chest and looked down to the ground. She stared past her striking body to the dewy grass below her. Now in her seventh year at the school, many changes had come to her over the past seven years. Her meek and mild personality changed to bubbly and outgoing. Her frizzy, deep brown hair, now was curled immaculately with streaks of red that shone in the late days sun. Hermione discovered a gym down one of the many halls at Hogwarts, and used to it her advantage. Her once weak, scrawny body was now strong and toned. Her brain power, however, had not changed since these other changes. She was just as smart, if not more so than before. But, with all her smarts, she could not think of who, or what, would be out at this time of night. Maybe all they were doing was getting away from it all the way she was now. She slowly snuck a look around the tree. The darkness would surely cover her from sight. She man in front of her took her breath away. He was towelling his hair off, hiding his face from view. She looked down towards him chest and stomach. She figured she was not the only one who found the "secret" gym. The towel began to fall from his head and she darted behind the tree with much hesitation. Being seen by such a man was not in her plans for the night. She waited in her hiding place until his footsteps died out. She continued her walk through the grounds, wondering who the man possibly could have been. The walk proved to be very good for her. She got many of her thoughts out. She thought about her homework, her plans for the upcoming weekend, and her love life, or lack of. Sure, she had one night stands and such, but no one stuck with her. Thoughts ran through her head and she thought of what she wanted in a partner. Smart, cute, good sense of humour, kind, caring, gentle, and as a final thought, good in bed. She sauntered back to the castle, and to her Head Girls room. She requested it be near her old common room for easy access to her friends. She marched up the stairs to her room after crossing her personal common room. She put on her pyjamas and flopped onto her bed, thoughts of the evening still swirling through her head. She slept, thoughts of the boy from the lake broke into her dreams.
~*~
Ron sauntered across the grass to the lakes edge. He stripped off his t-shirt and threw it and his towel to the ground. He wade slowly into the lake. The warmth of it surrounded his legs. The hot summers sun and been beating down on it all day, and now the harvest moon was burning down on him. He dove deep into the water, opened his eyes, and saw the darkness that had mystery swirling thought it. Tonight was like most nights, him sneaking from his room late at night to come to the lake. He was not able to come to the lake in year before because of the giant squid that used to patrol these waters. Ron had a real passion for swimming that came from his days as a kid spent at the pond a few minutes from his house. He surfaced slowly, feeling a world of difference in himself than when he dove down. He left everything in the water below him. He treaded in the water for some time, staring to the sky, seeing the natural light that was being provided for him. He gazed up to the school, looking at the lights and the towers that were staring down at him. Suddenly, his eye was caught by the front doors opening. He gawked at the outline of the girl ascending the steps. His mouth dropped to his chin, and his eyes nearly fell from their sockets. He watched her, the light of the moon shining down onto her, as if she were surrounded by a radiant light. An angel, Ron thought to himself. She must be an angel, no one could be that beautiful and not be. As she neared, he couldn't think of anything to do, or say to her, so he submerged under the water. He waited until he thought he would burst if he didn't breathe soon, he surfaced still facing the castle. He searched the dark lawn, and saw nothing. He dove under the water and swam to the shore. He was filled with anger. Where had she gone? Why hadn't he talked to her! He climbed from the warmth of the lake and began towelling off his wet hair. He trudged up the lawn staring at the grass that was tickling between his toes. He decided to go the gym for a quick workout while he was out and about. His body was well toned for a 6 foot 4, 18 year old. His red hair was still as unmanageable as ever. He had just recently had a tattoo put in place on his right bicep of the Gyffindor lion. He had travelled to the nearest muggle town to have it done. After his workout Ron made his way to his Head Boy room he shared with Harry. It was a great surprise to the boys when they received the honour, and they shared it by asking for a room together, and of course it was granted. He found Harry on the couch in their common room reading up on Quidditch. After telling Harry of the nights events, he went to his room. He lay on his bed, staring the at ceiling. He closed his eyes and pictured the girl once more, and fell asleep with thoughts of her dancing about his dreams.
