((A/N: Recap! Ron and Hermione and in love with each other but don't know the other likes them *gapes* Harry and Ginny got together at the Halloween Ball and now are planning to get Ron and Hermione together somehow. Hermione and Ron met the Grey Lady who has a disturbing past and her actual name is Lara Freedingwald...now... on with the chapter! Oh yeah... I dun own these characters and stuff))
"What is it, Hermione?" Ron asked. There was no reply. "Hermione?" Ron said in a singsong voice.
"I... I know that name," she replied. "When I went to Muggle School we had to do what they call a family tree and the earliest person I found was Elana Freedingwald..."
"Yup yup," Kez nodded. "That's her daughter... real quiet one that one."
"Lara had a daughter?" Ron asked.
"Yup yup," Kez said again. "Only one... one only. She was married for less then a year, she knew she wasn't happy with him... only one person could make her happy." He muttered. "Then Elana was born..."
"Then what?" Ron and Hermione asked at the same time.
"That is all I have heard," he shrugged. "Now you two must leave, this forest is too dangerous at this time of night."
"We need to find our friends though..." Ron said.
"Harry Potter and the other girl left over an hour ago," Kez said. "I'd be glad to show you the way out." They nodded and Kez leaped through the dirt in the direction. A few minutes after chasing Kez, they ended back at the school. "I shall leave you now," Kez said as he darted back into the forest.
"Oh no! Harry took his invisibility cloak!" Hermione cried.
"How are we supposed to get back to the common room without getting caught?" Ron whispered quietly as they entered the castle.
"Arg... I think I might have an idea... leave it to me," Hermione said, grinning mischievously. She grabbed Ron's wrist and pulled him along as she slid along the wall.
"We could use some 007 music right now," Hermione whispered, in slight laughter.
Ron looked puzzled. "What?"
"Never mind... just keep your voice down," she replied. They slid along the corridors as quiet as they possibly could, until...
It was too dark for them to see, Ron smacked right into a vase on a table in the corridor, making it fall onto the ground and crash.
They could see a small lantern bounce down the hall is if someone was walking towards them. "Filch!" Hermione screamed in a whisper.
"Oh no... what are we going to do," Ron quickly paced back and forth biting his finger nail near a wall... he passed it once, twice, three times.
"Reparo," Hermione said, pointing her wand at the vase as it magically revived itself. A large door appeared behind Ron. Hermione grabbed his arms again and opened the door and ran through, just in time.
Filch walked right by where they were standing a few seconds and stopped in front of the vase. "Do you see anything my sweet," wheezed Filch, talking to his cat, Mrs. Norris. The cat just hissed.
"Where are we," Ron asked, squinting his eyes around the room they had entered.
"Lumos..." Hermione said as the tip of her wand lit up. They were in what looked like a small broom closet.
"I've read about this..." Hermione muttered. "This is the Room of Requirement... you walked by the wall three times, Ron!"
"Do you think Filch is gone yet?" Ron said as he pressed his ear against the door.
"They're around here somewhere," Filch said.
"Nope... guess not," Ron whispered.
A few seconds past by when Hermione suddenly looked up at Ron who was squeezed next to her in the closet. "Ron... what was your wish...?" she said silently under her breath.
"I... I think Filch is gone now..." Ron gulped.
"Keep looking my sweet" they heard Filch say from the other side of the door.
Ron gulped. "Uh... well... apparently not."
"Ron... could you please do me the favor of getting your elbow out of my ear," Hermione said coldly as she tried to straighten herself up in what little space there was.
"Sorry... but could you at least stop stepping on my foot..." Ron muttered back.
"Ron... if you fall on me, I swear..." she said in a threatening voice. Just as if on cue, Ron's knees gave in and he fell right against Hermione. Problem was... they were facing each other. It was as if the slip was planned for, but it obviously wasn't. There lips met for mere moments before Ron opened his eyes, suddenly aware of what he was doing, in a horrified sort of way. He broke apart and looked stunned. She was gaping at him with shock.
Ron backed away and turned the knob of the door, suddenly not caring if Filch was out there anymore. He just took a step out and practically ran towards the common room. (Luckily Filch had left) Hermione walked out of the closet, touching her lips with an odd expression, wondering what had happened. She knew it was just a slip... but she couldn't help wondering.
Ron ran up to the common room and found Harry talking on the couch with Ginny. He grabbed Harry by the collar and pulled him up to the boys' dormitory.
"What!" Harry yelled as Ron pushed him back so he was sitting on his bed. Ron looked so pale as if he had seen a troll.
"She must think I'm a monster... I mean... I practically lunged on her... even if it was an accident..." Ron yelled, grabbing his own hair.
"Who!" Harry yelled back.
"Hermione!" Ron responded. "We were coming back to the woods and hid in a broom closet and..." Harry put his hand up to silence him and raised an eyebrow.
"... A broom closet?" Harry chuckled as Ron hit him on the shoulder.
"Listen to me! It was cramped and I fell on her and kissed her," Ron looked about ready to pull out his hair.
"This is great!" Harry exclaimed.
Ron looked over at him like Harry had a disease. "Have you gone mental! Did you hear a word I just said! She probably thinks I'm a troll!"
"Well, what'd you do after?"
"I ran..." Ron gulped.
Harry hit his own forehead. "You... RAN!?"
Ron gulped again. "Pretty pathetic, huh?"
Harry nodded rapidly. "Just great... not only does she think I'm a troll... she also thinks I'm pathetic."
~*~*~*~*~
"There's nothing wrong with you..." Ginny mumbled for the fifteenth time as she flipped through her book again.
Hermione sighed heavily as she slowly ran a brush through her bushy hair. "But... he just... ran away... I mean, I know it was a mistake... but..."
Ginny raised a brow. "Do you know it was a mistake?"
"He slipped, okay. It's not like he didn't purposely fall on me... he doesn't like me like that..."
"Wake up! Do you honestly believe that..."
"Ginny, you're just too young," Hermione muttered.
Ginny frowned. "I'm only a year younger then you... besides, I know what true love is, and assumingly you don't," Ginny snapped.
Hermione frowned now. "Oh give me a break!" she yelled. "I do know what true love is!"
"Then why don't you just admit it!" Ginny said in a whisper. "Just admit that you're in love with him!"
"Ginny..." Hermione shook her head disapprovingly. "Its just..." Ginny glared hard at her. "Yes... of course I do... I always have... at least since... well... that whole troll incident in our first year," she said, laughing half heartily.
Ginny squealed. "See, that wasn't so hard, now was it? This is great! I have to go tell Har..."
"No!" Hermione yelled. "No, you can't tell Harry. You especially cannot tell Ron either!"
Ginny sighed heavily. "What ever..."
~*~*~*~*~
Weeks past by until it was mid December. None of them had spoken about the incident, yet Harry and Ginny did their best to come up with another plan. It was snowing out as a cool, brisk breeze blew on their cold bright red faces out on the grounds of Hogwarts.
"If I knew any better, I'd say their up to something..." Hermione murmured to Ron as they eyed Harry and Ginny who were sitting out by the frozen lake. They were quietly whispering to each other and making marks in the snow like a soldier making plans on a battlefield, and glancing quickly at Ron and Hermione who were walking by the entrance and then quickly looking away.
"Why would you say that?" Ron asked as he kicked up snow from the ground as they kept walking.
"Well, for one thing... they've been whispering secretly to each other for the past few weeks." Hermione muttered.
"Probably just some relationship s..." Ron said something that made Hermione yell "Ron!"
"Well, it's true," he shrugged hastily. " I mean, it's great that my sisters dating one of my best friends... it's just... well, weird. It's great... but it also kind of makes me want to gag,"
"I do have to agree... that it quite bugs me hearing Ginny blab on about how dreamy Harry is or how charming and sweet and kind and..."
"Hermione I get it," Ron said as he kicked the snow harder.
"Well... the way she speaks about him... I wouldn't be surprised if she walked into the common room with five dozen roses or something," Hermione said, rolling her eyes.
"A rose, eh?" Ron said in a hushed voice so that Hermione wouldn't hear him as he stroked his chin.
(( *Hands out Ron and Hermione cookies (I don't know what they would actually look like but... just use your imagination *shrugs*) to reviewers. I want to bring up one thing from OoTP... that might be foreshadowing a Ron/Hermione thing *grins* Although people think that Harry and Ginny are a perfect replica of James and Lily... although I somewhat concur I would have to say that Ron and Hermione and a better replica... not the similarities of appearances of the characters, but the attitude. Lily and James basically loathed each other until their 7th year when they began to date. Hermione and Ron basically loath each other (With all their constant fights) So... maybe... they'll get together in their 7th year like Lily and James (Yet we all probably hope it's sooner and that Ron and Hermione don't meet the same fateful end that Lily and James did) And so that my readers is my theory... *shrugs* Anyway... did anyone notice how much time Ron and Hermione spent alone together in the fifth book... I mean, the WHOLE summer, patrolling... basically every time that Harry looks for one or the other, their usually together! I did post another chapter after this because of my late updating and what-not, so your answers to your reviews will be on that page... read on!))
"What is it, Hermione?" Ron asked. There was no reply. "Hermione?" Ron said in a singsong voice.
"I... I know that name," she replied. "When I went to Muggle School we had to do what they call a family tree and the earliest person I found was Elana Freedingwald..."
"Yup yup," Kez nodded. "That's her daughter... real quiet one that one."
"Lara had a daughter?" Ron asked.
"Yup yup," Kez said again. "Only one... one only. She was married for less then a year, she knew she wasn't happy with him... only one person could make her happy." He muttered. "Then Elana was born..."
"Then what?" Ron and Hermione asked at the same time.
"That is all I have heard," he shrugged. "Now you two must leave, this forest is too dangerous at this time of night."
"We need to find our friends though..." Ron said.
"Harry Potter and the other girl left over an hour ago," Kez said. "I'd be glad to show you the way out." They nodded and Kez leaped through the dirt in the direction. A few minutes after chasing Kez, they ended back at the school. "I shall leave you now," Kez said as he darted back into the forest.
"Oh no! Harry took his invisibility cloak!" Hermione cried.
"How are we supposed to get back to the common room without getting caught?" Ron whispered quietly as they entered the castle.
"Arg... I think I might have an idea... leave it to me," Hermione said, grinning mischievously. She grabbed Ron's wrist and pulled him along as she slid along the wall.
"We could use some 007 music right now," Hermione whispered, in slight laughter.
Ron looked puzzled. "What?"
"Never mind... just keep your voice down," she replied. They slid along the corridors as quiet as they possibly could, until...
It was too dark for them to see, Ron smacked right into a vase on a table in the corridor, making it fall onto the ground and crash.
They could see a small lantern bounce down the hall is if someone was walking towards them. "Filch!" Hermione screamed in a whisper.
"Oh no... what are we going to do," Ron quickly paced back and forth biting his finger nail near a wall... he passed it once, twice, three times.
"Reparo," Hermione said, pointing her wand at the vase as it magically revived itself. A large door appeared behind Ron. Hermione grabbed his arms again and opened the door and ran through, just in time.
Filch walked right by where they were standing a few seconds and stopped in front of the vase. "Do you see anything my sweet," wheezed Filch, talking to his cat, Mrs. Norris. The cat just hissed.
"Where are we," Ron asked, squinting his eyes around the room they had entered.
"Lumos..." Hermione said as the tip of her wand lit up. They were in what looked like a small broom closet.
"I've read about this..." Hermione muttered. "This is the Room of Requirement... you walked by the wall three times, Ron!"
"Do you think Filch is gone yet?" Ron said as he pressed his ear against the door.
"They're around here somewhere," Filch said.
"Nope... guess not," Ron whispered.
A few seconds past by when Hermione suddenly looked up at Ron who was squeezed next to her in the closet. "Ron... what was your wish...?" she said silently under her breath.
"I... I think Filch is gone now..." Ron gulped.
"Keep looking my sweet" they heard Filch say from the other side of the door.
Ron gulped. "Uh... well... apparently not."
"Ron... could you please do me the favor of getting your elbow out of my ear," Hermione said coldly as she tried to straighten herself up in what little space there was.
"Sorry... but could you at least stop stepping on my foot..." Ron muttered back.
"Ron... if you fall on me, I swear..." she said in a threatening voice. Just as if on cue, Ron's knees gave in and he fell right against Hermione. Problem was... they were facing each other. It was as if the slip was planned for, but it obviously wasn't. There lips met for mere moments before Ron opened his eyes, suddenly aware of what he was doing, in a horrified sort of way. He broke apart and looked stunned. She was gaping at him with shock.
Ron backed away and turned the knob of the door, suddenly not caring if Filch was out there anymore. He just took a step out and practically ran towards the common room. (Luckily Filch had left) Hermione walked out of the closet, touching her lips with an odd expression, wondering what had happened. She knew it was just a slip... but she couldn't help wondering.
Ron ran up to the common room and found Harry talking on the couch with Ginny. He grabbed Harry by the collar and pulled him up to the boys' dormitory.
"What!" Harry yelled as Ron pushed him back so he was sitting on his bed. Ron looked so pale as if he had seen a troll.
"She must think I'm a monster... I mean... I practically lunged on her... even if it was an accident..." Ron yelled, grabbing his own hair.
"Who!" Harry yelled back.
"Hermione!" Ron responded. "We were coming back to the woods and hid in a broom closet and..." Harry put his hand up to silence him and raised an eyebrow.
"... A broom closet?" Harry chuckled as Ron hit him on the shoulder.
"Listen to me! It was cramped and I fell on her and kissed her," Ron looked about ready to pull out his hair.
"This is great!" Harry exclaimed.
Ron looked over at him like Harry had a disease. "Have you gone mental! Did you hear a word I just said! She probably thinks I'm a troll!"
"Well, what'd you do after?"
"I ran..." Ron gulped.
Harry hit his own forehead. "You... RAN!?"
Ron gulped again. "Pretty pathetic, huh?"
Harry nodded rapidly. "Just great... not only does she think I'm a troll... she also thinks I'm pathetic."
~*~*~*~*~
"There's nothing wrong with you..." Ginny mumbled for the fifteenth time as she flipped through her book again.
Hermione sighed heavily as she slowly ran a brush through her bushy hair. "But... he just... ran away... I mean, I know it was a mistake... but..."
Ginny raised a brow. "Do you know it was a mistake?"
"He slipped, okay. It's not like he didn't purposely fall on me... he doesn't like me like that..."
"Wake up! Do you honestly believe that..."
"Ginny, you're just too young," Hermione muttered.
Ginny frowned. "I'm only a year younger then you... besides, I know what true love is, and assumingly you don't," Ginny snapped.
Hermione frowned now. "Oh give me a break!" she yelled. "I do know what true love is!"
"Then why don't you just admit it!" Ginny said in a whisper. "Just admit that you're in love with him!"
"Ginny..." Hermione shook her head disapprovingly. "Its just..." Ginny glared hard at her. "Yes... of course I do... I always have... at least since... well... that whole troll incident in our first year," she said, laughing half heartily.
Ginny squealed. "See, that wasn't so hard, now was it? This is great! I have to go tell Har..."
"No!" Hermione yelled. "No, you can't tell Harry. You especially cannot tell Ron either!"
Ginny sighed heavily. "What ever..."
~*~*~*~*~
Weeks past by until it was mid December. None of them had spoken about the incident, yet Harry and Ginny did their best to come up with another plan. It was snowing out as a cool, brisk breeze blew on their cold bright red faces out on the grounds of Hogwarts.
"If I knew any better, I'd say their up to something..." Hermione murmured to Ron as they eyed Harry and Ginny who were sitting out by the frozen lake. They were quietly whispering to each other and making marks in the snow like a soldier making plans on a battlefield, and glancing quickly at Ron and Hermione who were walking by the entrance and then quickly looking away.
"Why would you say that?" Ron asked as he kicked up snow from the ground as they kept walking.
"Well, for one thing... they've been whispering secretly to each other for the past few weeks." Hermione muttered.
"Probably just some relationship s..." Ron said something that made Hermione yell "Ron!"
"Well, it's true," he shrugged hastily. " I mean, it's great that my sisters dating one of my best friends... it's just... well, weird. It's great... but it also kind of makes me want to gag,"
"I do have to agree... that it quite bugs me hearing Ginny blab on about how dreamy Harry is or how charming and sweet and kind and..."
"Hermione I get it," Ron said as he kicked the snow harder.
"Well... the way she speaks about him... I wouldn't be surprised if she walked into the common room with five dozen roses or something," Hermione said, rolling her eyes.
"A rose, eh?" Ron said in a hushed voice so that Hermione wouldn't hear him as he stroked his chin.
(( *Hands out Ron and Hermione cookies (I don't know what they would actually look like but... just use your imagination *shrugs*) to reviewers. I want to bring up one thing from OoTP... that might be foreshadowing a Ron/Hermione thing *grins* Although people think that Harry and Ginny are a perfect replica of James and Lily... although I somewhat concur I would have to say that Ron and Hermione and a better replica... not the similarities of appearances of the characters, but the attitude. Lily and James basically loathed each other until their 7th year when they began to date. Hermione and Ron basically loath each other (With all their constant fights) So... maybe... they'll get together in their 7th year like Lily and James (Yet we all probably hope it's sooner and that Ron and Hermione don't meet the same fateful end that Lily and James did) And so that my readers is my theory... *shrugs* Anyway... did anyone notice how much time Ron and Hermione spent alone together in the fifth book... I mean, the WHOLE summer, patrolling... basically every time that Harry looks for one or the other, their usually together! I did post another chapter after this because of my late updating and what-not, so your answers to your reviews will be on that page... read on!))
