[a.n :: If you don't want me attacking you with a yellow polkadot bikini in your sleep.. I suggest you read this next chapter]

[disclaimer :: I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER. Just to let you know.]

A summer in the Burrow

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chapter 4 // Is that your bed?

"Why hello Hermione" Ron whispered into Hermione's right ear.

It was about 1:30 AM. Ron had woken up in the middle of the night for his 3rd trip to the bathroom. Hermione was sleeping next to Ron and her head was on his chest.

"Oh- why good morning Ron." Hermione said yawning with her eyes closed. Then she snuggled her head a bit under Ron's chin and rubbed her hand on his bare stomach. Then she seemed to have noticed where she was sleeping.

"OH MY GOSH I'M SO SORRY RON!" Hermione yelled quietly. Her eyes were gigantic and she was now very awake. She would've yelled at the top of her lungs if nobody were sleeping. Then she sprang off of Ron's chest.

They both though felt a bit sad that the comfort of the others touch were gone.

"It's okay Hermione I don't care." Ron said gently. "You just ended up being the sleepwalker instead of me."

Then they both laughed a bit.

"Alright Ron well I guess I'll er- be going back to my bed now!" Hermione said stuttering some of her words. Ron was blushing mad, like usual.

"Uhm okay. Good night Herm." Ron said with a twisted grin on his face. Hermione smiled back at him and got off of his bed and crawled up into her covers on Ron's gray carpeted floor.

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'What is up with this!' Hermione thought to herself. It was about 3:00 AM and Ron was in her palette and her head was, again, on his chest like it was meant to be or something. She was trying to decide to herself if she should wake him up. She liked the feeling of his warm, bare skin touching hers but if Mrs. Weasley woke up before them and came into Ron's room and saw them like this I'm sure she'd suspect it wasn't an innocent sleepwalking accident. 'What if this wasn't an accident? What if he walked over here on his free will? No, no Ron wouldn't do that.. Would he?'

Hermione heard Ron move a bit and then she closed her eyes and acted like she was asleep.

"Woah this is bloody strange." Ron said as he lifted his head a tiny bit to see Hermione's head on his chest.

"Wow she's really beautiful when she sleeps." Ron was thinking aloud like usually. But this time he didn't think anybody could hear his thoughts. Then Ron sort of nudged Hermione a bit and 'woke' her up.

Hermione made a few noises and movements then spoke, but didn't move a bit.

"Hello Ron. I really wonder why this keeps happening." Hermione said lifting her head a bit to look into Ron's eyes.

"I have no clue but it's kind of strange. Like we were me- well nevermind." Ron said as he suddenly caught himself in mid sentence (not like you didn't notice he did that or anything..)

"Oh, yeah I know. It's a tad odd." Hermione said. She still hadn't budged from Ron's broad chest.

"Alright well I guess I'll uhm, go to bed now." Ron said as Hermione began lifting her head from Ron's warm body.

"Okay. Well, good night Ron I'll be seeing you in the morning." Hermione said as she turned on her side and Ron jumped into his bed and snuggled up in his fluffy covers and soft sheets.

Hermione couldn't sleep. She was so busy thinking about her feelings that she'd been having for Ron that night. More like the past year she'd had at Hogwarts. Did she like him more than a friend? Did he want a relationship with her? She'd always wondered why he got so mad that she went to the Yule Ball with Vicktor Krum. As in Ron's thoughts he was 'Vicky'. He and Hermione never actually started dating though. And now she was glad that she was free. Free for Ron.

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[a.n :: Alright er- I'm VERY sorry this is such a short chapter.. But I'm going to write another chapter tonight! ^.^ so DRIVE HAPPY. Good day. Well actually, where I live it's night. Alright anyways ON TO THE NEXT CHAPTER]