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Whispers in the Rain
Chapter 14: Ron and Hermione
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Draco laid in his bed, gazing up at the darkness above him. The snores of his fellow students echoed slightly through the room. But they weren't keeping him awake. His lack of sleep came from the thoughts wizzing about in his mind. Draco couldn't deny the fact that he missed Harry. The memory of their kiss was plaquing his mind. All he wanted at that moment was to relive it. Rolling over, Draco punched his pillow. 'How does he do it?' Draco wondered. 'All it takes is a thought of him and I turn all sappy!' Draco sighed, closing his eyes in an attempt to fall asleep.
The next morning, Harry sat up in his bed and peaked out of the curtains at Ron. Ron had refused to talk to Harry or Hermione the rest of the night. Harry watched the red head get up from bed, hoping to see if his mood had improved. As Ron reached for his clothes, he glanced over at Harry's bed. "You can stop spying on me, now."
"Sorry." Harry muttered, pulling the curtain back.
"I'm fine." Ron informed him. "I did some thinking and I've decided that I'm going to support you in whatever you decide. Even though I really don't like this Malfoy thing at the moment, I'm going to put up with it for you." Ron smiled at him, making Harry sigh in relief. "And... Maybe I can still help you get through Draco's little shield."
Harry grinned at Ron. Even though he wasn't exactly helpful, it was nice to have his support. "Thanks Ron."
"So, how did 'Mione take it?" Ron asked softly.
"I'm not really sure." Harry replied. "She walked off when I told her."
"Ouch." Ron said. Both boys continued their morning rituals in silence, then headed off for the Great Hall for breakfast. They sat down across from Hermione. She slowly looked up at them warily. Ron smiled to show he wasn't mad, and Hermione softened a bit.
"Harry." Hermione took a deep breath. "I don't like it. That boy is arrogant and rude. He's really not that attractive either! I just dont' see what you see in him. But I'm planning on looking past all that. Okay?" Harry nodded in reply. She then gave him a fierce look. "But if he hurts you, Harry. Ohh, he better not hurt you. Right Ron?"
"Exactly." Ron agreed, grinning.
"You really could do better." Hermione mumbled before returning to her meal. Harry just smiled. He couldn't help but look over at the Slytherin table. Draco sat between Crabbe and Goyle. He had a look on his face that Harry couldn't identify. When Draco glanced Harry's way, Harry felt a blush creep into his cheeks. But he didn't look away. His eyes locked with Draco's and they both stared a moment, before Draco's eyes was dragged away by something Pansy Parkinson was saying.
The rest of the day went extremely slow for everyone at Hogwarts. Which is to be expected, after all that time they had off. After what seemed like eternity, their last class finally let out. Harry, Ron, and Hermione went back to the Gryffindor tower. As Harry went to put away his books, he spotted a small envelope on his pillow. Slowly, Harry picked it up and pulled out the small piece of parchment.
*Harry, please come to the owlery tonight. I need to talk to you. -Draco*
Harry's eyes widened as he read the short message. Harry could barely think as he stuffed the note into his pocket and went back down into the common room. Ron and Hermione looked at Harry oddly, due to the dazed look on his face.
"Hey, Harry." Ron greeted as Harry sat down next to him. Harry waved a reply. "Umm, you okay?"
"Yea, never better." He said softly. Ron exchanged looks with Hermione before shrugging. While Harry stared off into space, Hermione leaned over to Ron.
"Ron?" Hermione whispered. "Can I talk to you?"
"O-Okay." Ron stuttered. He glanced back at Harry before following Hermione to the corner of the large room. "What is it, Hermione?"
"We still didn't get to have that conversation about the letter you wrote me." Hermione told him. Ron gulped in reply. "I didn't get to tell you that... Well, I like you too."
"Really?" Ron blurted out. He got a goofy grin on his face. "Wow, really?"
"Yes, Ron, really." Hermione giggled. There was a moment of silence as they looked at each other. Then, slowly, Hermione leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. As she started to move away, Ron moved in and lightly pressed his lips against hers. Hermione's eyes widened a moment, before she melted into the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck. Ron slid his arm around her waist and pulled her closer. The kiss continued, soft and gentle, untill Ron slowly pulled away. Hermione stared up at him. "Wow."
"Ooooooo!!" Ron and Hermione turned to see Fred and George staring. They both blushed heavily as the twins came over.
"Way to go, little brother!" Fred congratulated.
"Ahh, looks like Ickle Ronniekins is growing up!" George teased.
"Shut up!" Ron insisted, noticing the rest of the common room was grinning at them, including Harry. Hermione covered her face in embarassment.
"We knew this was going to happen someday." Fred told them.
"Yea, but we never imagined so soon!" George grinned. "They sure do grow up fast don't they?"
"That they do." Fred and George faked a motherly sigh. Ron's glare was slowly getting deadlier and deadlier. Fred and George, naturally, chose to ignore the glare and continued to pester their younger brother. After a few minutes of this, they grew tired of their tease and went to work on their joke shop plans.
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In the next chapter we find out what Draco wants! wooooooo. fascinating stuff. lol
Whispers in the Rain
Chapter 14: Ron and Hermione
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Draco laid in his bed, gazing up at the darkness above him. The snores of his fellow students echoed slightly through the room. But they weren't keeping him awake. His lack of sleep came from the thoughts wizzing about in his mind. Draco couldn't deny the fact that he missed Harry. The memory of their kiss was plaquing his mind. All he wanted at that moment was to relive it. Rolling over, Draco punched his pillow. 'How does he do it?' Draco wondered. 'All it takes is a thought of him and I turn all sappy!' Draco sighed, closing his eyes in an attempt to fall asleep.
The next morning, Harry sat up in his bed and peaked out of the curtains at Ron. Ron had refused to talk to Harry or Hermione the rest of the night. Harry watched the red head get up from bed, hoping to see if his mood had improved. As Ron reached for his clothes, he glanced over at Harry's bed. "You can stop spying on me, now."
"Sorry." Harry muttered, pulling the curtain back.
"I'm fine." Ron informed him. "I did some thinking and I've decided that I'm going to support you in whatever you decide. Even though I really don't like this Malfoy thing at the moment, I'm going to put up with it for you." Ron smiled at him, making Harry sigh in relief. "And... Maybe I can still help you get through Draco's little shield."
Harry grinned at Ron. Even though he wasn't exactly helpful, it was nice to have his support. "Thanks Ron."
"So, how did 'Mione take it?" Ron asked softly.
"I'm not really sure." Harry replied. "She walked off when I told her."
"Ouch." Ron said. Both boys continued their morning rituals in silence, then headed off for the Great Hall for breakfast. They sat down across from Hermione. She slowly looked up at them warily. Ron smiled to show he wasn't mad, and Hermione softened a bit.
"Harry." Hermione took a deep breath. "I don't like it. That boy is arrogant and rude. He's really not that attractive either! I just dont' see what you see in him. But I'm planning on looking past all that. Okay?" Harry nodded in reply. She then gave him a fierce look. "But if he hurts you, Harry. Ohh, he better not hurt you. Right Ron?"
"Exactly." Ron agreed, grinning.
"You really could do better." Hermione mumbled before returning to her meal. Harry just smiled. He couldn't help but look over at the Slytherin table. Draco sat between Crabbe and Goyle. He had a look on his face that Harry couldn't identify. When Draco glanced Harry's way, Harry felt a blush creep into his cheeks. But he didn't look away. His eyes locked with Draco's and they both stared a moment, before Draco's eyes was dragged away by something Pansy Parkinson was saying.
The rest of the day went extremely slow for everyone at Hogwarts. Which is to be expected, after all that time they had off. After what seemed like eternity, their last class finally let out. Harry, Ron, and Hermione went back to the Gryffindor tower. As Harry went to put away his books, he spotted a small envelope on his pillow. Slowly, Harry picked it up and pulled out the small piece of parchment.
*Harry, please come to the owlery tonight. I need to talk to you. -Draco*
Harry's eyes widened as he read the short message. Harry could barely think as he stuffed the note into his pocket and went back down into the common room. Ron and Hermione looked at Harry oddly, due to the dazed look on his face.
"Hey, Harry." Ron greeted as Harry sat down next to him. Harry waved a reply. "Umm, you okay?"
"Yea, never better." He said softly. Ron exchanged looks with Hermione before shrugging. While Harry stared off into space, Hermione leaned over to Ron.
"Ron?" Hermione whispered. "Can I talk to you?"
"O-Okay." Ron stuttered. He glanced back at Harry before following Hermione to the corner of the large room. "What is it, Hermione?"
"We still didn't get to have that conversation about the letter you wrote me." Hermione told him. Ron gulped in reply. "I didn't get to tell you that... Well, I like you too."
"Really?" Ron blurted out. He got a goofy grin on his face. "Wow, really?"
"Yes, Ron, really." Hermione giggled. There was a moment of silence as they looked at each other. Then, slowly, Hermione leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. As she started to move away, Ron moved in and lightly pressed his lips against hers. Hermione's eyes widened a moment, before she melted into the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck. Ron slid his arm around her waist and pulled her closer. The kiss continued, soft and gentle, untill Ron slowly pulled away. Hermione stared up at him. "Wow."
"Ooooooo!!" Ron and Hermione turned to see Fred and George staring. They both blushed heavily as the twins came over.
"Way to go, little brother!" Fred congratulated.
"Ahh, looks like Ickle Ronniekins is growing up!" George teased.
"Shut up!" Ron insisted, noticing the rest of the common room was grinning at them, including Harry. Hermione covered her face in embarassment.
"We knew this was going to happen someday." Fred told them.
"Yea, but we never imagined so soon!" George grinned. "They sure do grow up fast don't they?"
"That they do." Fred and George faked a motherly sigh. Ron's glare was slowly getting deadlier and deadlier. Fred and George, naturally, chose to ignore the glare and continued to pester their younger brother. After a few minutes of this, they grew tired of their tease and went to work on their joke shop plans.
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In the next chapter we find out what Draco wants! wooooooo. fascinating stuff. lol
