AN: This is not the end by far. I have many funny plans. Heeeee
Hermione awoke with a start. Something fell.
"Huh? Where? Oh, ok." Hermione said trying to get up looking over across the bed.
Ron wouldn't let go of her though, again.
"Ron? Not again, how'd I get here?" Hermione asked looking at the red head.
"Oh, Mione. Mione you look beautiful. Mmmmmm." Ron said in his sleep, drooling.
"Ron, I'm flattered, but please wake up, and stop drooling on my hand!" Hermione said looking at him.
"But Mione, Krum'll see you in that, he can't even look at you. If he does..."
"Oh, I remember now, BACON!" Hermione said in Ron's ear.
"Where's the bacon?"
"Um, not on your bed, silly."
"Hermione? Oh, yeah. Hi. Good morning." Ron said looking at her still laying down. He was looking into her eyes.
"Good morning, hero."
"Aw, it was nothing. Hermione?"
"Yes?"
"Can, um, can, I get a hug?"
"Ron I'd give you more than a hug!" Hermione said and then she kissed him on the cheek, and hugged him.
Ron was blushing. He was as red as an apple.
"Thanks. Wanna go down to breakfast?"
"Can we stay here and just talk awhile? You know about anything." Hermione said not wanting to leave the bed next to Ron.
"Sure. Let's talk about, um, well, what does your dress look like?"
"I'm not telling anyone. I want it to be a surprise."
"Ok, Mione, I understand."
"Let's go to breakfast, and then you guys can teach me how to play Quidditch!" Hermione said suddenly feeling energized and sitting up.
"Really?" Ron said never imagining Hermione on a broomstick.
"Let's go!" she said getting up, kissing Ron on the opposite cheek, and running out the door to Ron's room.
Ron stood there for a moment and then said, "I'm never washing my face again. Wait, I'd have to make sure there's no dirt on my nose." He laughed. He remembered the first time he met Hermione, the dirt on the nose thing.
Then, Ron ran downstairs to start on his food. Hermione was changing.
Hermione was deciding on this one thing she had. It was this pair of Muggle JEAN shorts.
She nodded her head. Then she put on a rainbow tube top. She looked like a candy girl.(Hey Mandi!) If only she had a lollipop.
Harry still wasn't back, and Hermione hadn't come down yet, so Ron was forced to listen to Ginny playing her flute. Yes, Ginny had gone to a Muggle band camp.
Finally, Hermione came down, in her outfit. Ron's jaw dropped, well, you could really notice her, um, some things. (You have to remember from the chapter Some things, k?)
"Hermione you looked great. Wanna go play Quidditch, now?" Ron looked at her, he wanted to get away from his Mum, (a reviewer told me to say this even if they aren't talking), and he wanted to be up in the sky with Hermione, his Mione.
"Ron, I'm at least gonna eat a piece of bacon or something, ok?" Hermione said rolling her eyes.
"Ginny, take it from the top." Mrs. Weasly said. Then she left to tend to the laundry.
"Ok, but hey, Ron," Ron turned around at the sound of his name, "Why don't you get the guitar out and play with me, for Hermione?"
Ron blushed. "I gave that up long ago, Gin."
"Oh, come on Ron, please?" Hermione rushed to his arms, and clung to him.
"Yeah, Ron. Please?" Fred and George seemed to have been listening from behind a corner.
"I'm, Hermione, I can't play."
"She's got him wrapped around her finger." George said to Fred.
"Hey, I heard that!"
"Point?" Fred said raising one eyebrow.
"Fine, I'll play grandmother's biscuits. But if you make fun of me... Fred, George, Ginny, I'll tell everyone what you sleep with when your scared. I swear."
"You mean like how you sleep with your Hermione?" George said, and started sniggering, until he remembered what stuffed animal he slept with.
"Yeah, George, that's what I thought." Ron said triumphantly.
"Huh?" Mrs. Weasly asked, coming in. "Is there a rumble going on?"
"Mom, do us a favor, never use the word rumble, again, ok?" Ginny said embarrassed by her mum.
"Ok, dear. Hermione? Well, you look ravishing today."
"Thank you Mrs. Weasly, I, um... I'm waiting for Ron to play the guitar with Ginny."
"Hermione, Ron's guitar got thrown away by Charlie when he wouldn't stop playing Grandmother's biscuits on his birthday."
"Oh. Sorry, Ron. Ginny said..."
"S'ok. She's just a sister who likes to torment, eh, Ginny?"
"That I do, Ron. That we all do." Ginny said and Fred and George nodded.
So long for now () ()
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Hermione awoke with a start. Something fell.
"Huh? Where? Oh, ok." Hermione said trying to get up looking over across the bed.
Ron wouldn't let go of her though, again.
"Ron? Not again, how'd I get here?" Hermione asked looking at the red head.
"Oh, Mione. Mione you look beautiful. Mmmmmm." Ron said in his sleep, drooling.
"Ron, I'm flattered, but please wake up, and stop drooling on my hand!" Hermione said looking at him.
"But Mione, Krum'll see you in that, he can't even look at you. If he does..."
"Oh, I remember now, BACON!" Hermione said in Ron's ear.
"Where's the bacon?"
"Um, not on your bed, silly."
"Hermione? Oh, yeah. Hi. Good morning." Ron said looking at her still laying down. He was looking into her eyes.
"Good morning, hero."
"Aw, it was nothing. Hermione?"
"Yes?"
"Can, um, can, I get a hug?"
"Ron I'd give you more than a hug!" Hermione said and then she kissed him on the cheek, and hugged him.
Ron was blushing. He was as red as an apple.
"Thanks. Wanna go down to breakfast?"
"Can we stay here and just talk awhile? You know about anything." Hermione said not wanting to leave the bed next to Ron.
"Sure. Let's talk about, um, well, what does your dress look like?"
"I'm not telling anyone. I want it to be a surprise."
"Ok, Mione, I understand."
"Let's go to breakfast, and then you guys can teach me how to play Quidditch!" Hermione said suddenly feeling energized and sitting up.
"Really?" Ron said never imagining Hermione on a broomstick.
"Let's go!" she said getting up, kissing Ron on the opposite cheek, and running out the door to Ron's room.
Ron stood there for a moment and then said, "I'm never washing my face again. Wait, I'd have to make sure there's no dirt on my nose." He laughed. He remembered the first time he met Hermione, the dirt on the nose thing.
Then, Ron ran downstairs to start on his food. Hermione was changing.
Hermione was deciding on this one thing she had. It was this pair of Muggle JEAN shorts.
She nodded her head. Then she put on a rainbow tube top. She looked like a candy girl.(Hey Mandi!) If only she had a lollipop.
Harry still wasn't back, and Hermione hadn't come down yet, so Ron was forced to listen to Ginny playing her flute. Yes, Ginny had gone to a Muggle band camp.
Finally, Hermione came down, in her outfit. Ron's jaw dropped, well, you could really notice her, um, some things. (You have to remember from the chapter Some things, k?)
"Hermione you looked great. Wanna go play Quidditch, now?" Ron looked at her, he wanted to get away from his Mum, (a reviewer told me to say this even if they aren't talking), and he wanted to be up in the sky with Hermione, his Mione.
"Ron, I'm at least gonna eat a piece of bacon or something, ok?" Hermione said rolling her eyes.
"Ginny, take it from the top." Mrs. Weasly said. Then she left to tend to the laundry.
"Ok, but hey, Ron," Ron turned around at the sound of his name, "Why don't you get the guitar out and play with me, for Hermione?"
Ron blushed. "I gave that up long ago, Gin."
"Oh, come on Ron, please?" Hermione rushed to his arms, and clung to him.
"Yeah, Ron. Please?" Fred and George seemed to have been listening from behind a corner.
"I'm, Hermione, I can't play."
"She's got him wrapped around her finger." George said to Fred.
"Hey, I heard that!"
"Point?" Fred said raising one eyebrow.
"Fine, I'll play grandmother's biscuits. But if you make fun of me... Fred, George, Ginny, I'll tell everyone what you sleep with when your scared. I swear."
"You mean like how you sleep with your Hermione?" George said, and started sniggering, until he remembered what stuffed animal he slept with.
"Yeah, George, that's what I thought." Ron said triumphantly.
"Huh?" Mrs. Weasly asked, coming in. "Is there a rumble going on?"
"Mom, do us a favor, never use the word rumble, again, ok?" Ginny said embarrassed by her mum.
"Ok, dear. Hermione? Well, you look ravishing today."
"Thank you Mrs. Weasly, I, um... I'm waiting for Ron to play the guitar with Ginny."
"Hermione, Ron's guitar got thrown away by Charlie when he wouldn't stop playing Grandmother's biscuits on his birthday."
"Oh. Sorry, Ron. Ginny said..."
"S'ok. She's just a sister who likes to torment, eh, Ginny?"
"That I do, Ron. That we all do." Ginny said and Fred and George nodded.
So long for now () ()
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