||DISCLAIMER|| Harry Potter belong to J.K Rowling, nothing belong to me, ain't it sad...;_;...forgive the bad grammar...
--Chapter 4
"Good morning Harry, good morning Ron" Hermione said cheerfully "It's a nice day isn't it?"
"Easy for you to say, you didn't stay up all night writing three scrolls long for History of Magic" Ron mumbled as he sat down.
"Well, I told you to do it ages ago but you didn't listen to me, but we don't have classes today, it's Saturday ?" Hermione responded.
"Oh, bloody" Ron exclaimed.
At the same time, two Raveclaw girls walked passed by them "Hi Harry!!" they giggled. Ron and Hermione turned to Harry, he shrugged.
**Later on in the common room. **
Harry was having Quidditch practice, Hermione and Ron were sitting at a table in the corner, she was helping him with the Transfiguration homework that professor McGonagall gave them.
"Hermione, we have been on this for hours, can we take a break?" Ron said, threw his quilt down after more than an hour of trying to figure out the spell that could to turn a rabbit in to a horse (a/n: I dunno, sorry, randomness)
"Ron, you just can't give up at the first sign of failure!" Hermione exclaimed.
"But let's take a break then" Ron said "Want to play Wizard Chess?" He nudged.
"Heh, no thanks, I assume that you will win again like the last couple of time I played with you." She chuckled.
"So, then what?" Ron sighed "I'm bored".
Hermione started to think about how un usual it was that Snape didn't take the opportunities of making a fool out of Neville after the incident in potion. She told Ron about her thought, he agreed with her, they talked about it for a while but got sidetracked. After a while, they were deep in silence, each thinking about different things. It was late and people started to left the common room, soon there were only Ron, Hermione and a couple of first years who seem to be really interesting in each other. Usually, Ron would feel a bit awkwardly, but today, he didn't, he felt...right. A little voice in his head told him it was right. Hemione also noticed that the common was a bit quieter, her and Ron was one of the few who were left, she felt a bit uncomfortable but she didn't want to leave. There is a voice in her head told her not to.
Ron cleared his throat, "So, Hermione" He started.
"Hmm?" was her respond.
"Did you and Krum talk at all over the summer?" He said softly. Hermione groaned, she remembered how weird he acted at last year's Yule Ball, and the fight they had afterward because she went to the Yule Ball with Victor Krum, "the enemy".
"No, we didn't , he was busy with his Quidditch tournament, we didn't talk at all." She said to him, that something inside her glad that they didn't.
||a/n|| getting hotter? no? sorry to hear that, review?
