Chapter 10- Hello and once again thanks to anyone who's reviewed or even
read this fic, I appreciate it, really I do!
I haven't done the disclaimer for a while have I? Fine, fine, you got me, I'm not J K Rowling. (But I taught her all she knows)
Ok that was a lie as well. I'll get on with the story now!!!
Chapter 10
The window's in Ron's room were covered with very dark curtains, which allowed very little light into the room.
As a result, Ron stepped carefully out of bed and began to mess around, pulling off socks and T- shirts..
Hermione pulled off a jumper. Unable to see Ron in the dark, she listened in amusement as he chatted to her,
"So Perce was telling me that Bill and Charlie might be coming home soon with their families. You remember Anna and...OW!!" Ron stubbed his toe. "BOLLOCKS!!"
Hermione laughed as Ron fell onto the bed. "Ow!!Oooooooooowwwwwwww!!!"
"Ron!" whispered Hermione, sitting up, "Would you keep the noise down, you'll wake everyone up!!!"
"Thanks for your sympathy," scoffed Ron, thrusting his toe in Hermione's general direction. "Don't worry about me or anything! I'm sure it's not broken!"
"Ron!!" Hermione laughed, turning to him. "It's very late and I'm very tired. Honestly, little girls make less of a fuss than you do!" She shoved his head onto the pillow, forcing him to lie down. "Now get to sleep!
"Well fine," Ron muttered. "Just kick me when I'm down, Hermione!" He felt a sharp kick in the direction of his shin, "Owwwwww!!! I didn't mean literally! Great, now I'm in double the pain." But Ron couldn't help but laugh through his "agony."
"Goodnight Ron!" Ron could almost hear the smirk Hermione was sure to be wearing in her voice.
"Night, you heartless cow!" Ron rubbed his shin, still feeling a dull ache. Honestly, if he had been in Hermione's position he would have....Ok, fine he'd have kicked her in both shins. He smiled to himself. They were so damned alike.
"Hermione," he whispered, "Hermione!" He propped himself on his elbow. She was fast asleep, facing him. Honestly that must have taken her all of 20 seconds!!! He wondered indignantly how she could possibly sleep when for all she knew he was in total agony.
As his eyes became more accustomed to the darkness her features came into focus. Ron found himself watching her sleep. In sleep was probably the only time she was ever quiet, the only time they were in each other's company and not laughing and bickering. He smiled, and reached out to brush the hair out of her face. It suddenly struck him how beautiful she was.
This came as quite a surprise to Ron. Obviously he'd always known she was attractive, but he'd thought of it as more of a fact than an opinion, a feeling.
Trying hard to process this new revelation, Ron continued to watch her sleep. Minutes turned to hours, until he felt himself drift into sleep himself.
Hermione woke up to find a round object very close to her face. This gave her quite a shock, until she realised it was Ron's head.
Laughing to herself, she sat up. She turned to the clock on the wall. This told her that not only was it 11 am (incredibly late for Hermione,) but that she and Ron were the only two still in bed and not at breakfast. The smell of bacon hit Hermione's nostrils, and she turned to Ron to wake him up.
Turning to Ron, she saw his nose wrinkle and he let out a long yawn. Awwww, thought Hermione, he was really quite cute when he was sleeping. Ron wriggled around a bit, and then shifted into another position.
Hermione suspected, were she to leave him, he could happily stay here for several more hours. (11 am was not incredibly late for Ron, in fact, it was quite early really.)
She leant over his sleeping form and levelled her mouth with his ear. She smiled to herself. She was so cruel!
"RON!!! GET UP, NOW!" She yelled.
Startled, Ron sat up and looked around him. "Crookshanks!!! Put the rat DOWN!!!"
Hermione looked at him in confusion, and laughed. "Ron. I think we better get up and go down to breakfast. By the way, we're at the Burrow," she said slowly, "not Hogwarts."
"Right." Ron muttered, embarrassed, rubbing his eyes. "That would make sense."
Climbing out of bed, he paused for a second. Drawing attention to his foot, he hobbled across the room.
"Leg hurt, Ron?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, no thanks to you," Ron laughed. "Shall we go to breakfast?"
"Good idea."
Trying to make her feel guilty, Ron exaggerated his limp as much as was possible, occasionally emitting moans of pain.
"Do you need any help there, Ron?" Hermione laughed.
"Er, no I think I'll manage." Ron said, bravely.
"Oh, ok," Hermione turned and smiled at him. " Ron?"
"Yes?" He whimpered
"You're limping on the wrong leg!!!" she laughed gleefully and started down the stairs.
Damn it, thought Ron, as he followed her. Why was it that he couldn't fool her for a second?
Discarding his limp, Ron jogged to catch her up. As they entered the kitchen, the usual Weasley noise and mess had begun. Piles of sausages, bacon, eggs and toast filled every available centimetre of space on the long wooden table.
"Oh, look, they're finally awake everyone!" Ginny smiled at them. "Eat!! There's enough here to feed an army."
The two of them moved to sit down. Ron pulled the chair out for Hermione. Hermione poured two glasses of orange juice and passed one to Ron. Ron grabbed a plate for Hermione and filled it with what he knew she liked and handed it to her. He then filled his own while Hermione made him a cup of coffee, not bothering to ask how he liked it because she already knew.
Having sorted their breakfast, Ron and Hermione looked up to see that everyone in the room had been watching them, and they all smiled at the pair, before everyone busied themselves with other things, pretending that they hadn't been.
Ron grinned at Hermione. "That was weird!" Neither Ron nor Hermione could understand what they had done which had proved to be so fascinating.
"Oh, Hermione," Molly began, "I invited your parents for dinner this evening, I hope that's ok!"
Hermione smiled nervously. "Oh that would be lovely, I haven't seen them for a while."
"I thought as much dear," Molly smiled, "and of course you'll be able to tell them your news!"
"My news?" Hermione asked.
Molly laughed, "Oh you know dear, you and Ron, together at last."
Hermione forced a laugh as Ron took her hand under the table and squeezed it, as way of an apology and to reassure her it everything would be ok.
So please review and tell me what you think! Thanks
Next chapter should see the parents causing Ron and Hermione maximum possible embarrassment- Tee Hee.
And will they ever get together?, I hear you cry. Well, you'll just have to wait and see......
I haven't done the disclaimer for a while have I? Fine, fine, you got me, I'm not J K Rowling. (But I taught her all she knows)
Ok that was a lie as well. I'll get on with the story now!!!
Chapter 10
The window's in Ron's room were covered with very dark curtains, which allowed very little light into the room.
As a result, Ron stepped carefully out of bed and began to mess around, pulling off socks and T- shirts..
Hermione pulled off a jumper. Unable to see Ron in the dark, she listened in amusement as he chatted to her,
"So Perce was telling me that Bill and Charlie might be coming home soon with their families. You remember Anna and...OW!!" Ron stubbed his toe. "BOLLOCKS!!"
Hermione laughed as Ron fell onto the bed. "Ow!!Oooooooooowwwwwwww!!!"
"Ron!" whispered Hermione, sitting up, "Would you keep the noise down, you'll wake everyone up!!!"
"Thanks for your sympathy," scoffed Ron, thrusting his toe in Hermione's general direction. "Don't worry about me or anything! I'm sure it's not broken!"
"Ron!!" Hermione laughed, turning to him. "It's very late and I'm very tired. Honestly, little girls make less of a fuss than you do!" She shoved his head onto the pillow, forcing him to lie down. "Now get to sleep!
"Well fine," Ron muttered. "Just kick me when I'm down, Hermione!" He felt a sharp kick in the direction of his shin, "Owwwwww!!! I didn't mean literally! Great, now I'm in double the pain." But Ron couldn't help but laugh through his "agony."
"Goodnight Ron!" Ron could almost hear the smirk Hermione was sure to be wearing in her voice.
"Night, you heartless cow!" Ron rubbed his shin, still feeling a dull ache. Honestly, if he had been in Hermione's position he would have....Ok, fine he'd have kicked her in both shins. He smiled to himself. They were so damned alike.
"Hermione," he whispered, "Hermione!" He propped himself on his elbow. She was fast asleep, facing him. Honestly that must have taken her all of 20 seconds!!! He wondered indignantly how she could possibly sleep when for all she knew he was in total agony.
As his eyes became more accustomed to the darkness her features came into focus. Ron found himself watching her sleep. In sleep was probably the only time she was ever quiet, the only time they were in each other's company and not laughing and bickering. He smiled, and reached out to brush the hair out of her face. It suddenly struck him how beautiful she was.
This came as quite a surprise to Ron. Obviously he'd always known she was attractive, but he'd thought of it as more of a fact than an opinion, a feeling.
Trying hard to process this new revelation, Ron continued to watch her sleep. Minutes turned to hours, until he felt himself drift into sleep himself.
Hermione woke up to find a round object very close to her face. This gave her quite a shock, until she realised it was Ron's head.
Laughing to herself, she sat up. She turned to the clock on the wall. This told her that not only was it 11 am (incredibly late for Hermione,) but that she and Ron were the only two still in bed and not at breakfast. The smell of bacon hit Hermione's nostrils, and she turned to Ron to wake him up.
Turning to Ron, she saw his nose wrinkle and he let out a long yawn. Awwww, thought Hermione, he was really quite cute when he was sleeping. Ron wriggled around a bit, and then shifted into another position.
Hermione suspected, were she to leave him, he could happily stay here for several more hours. (11 am was not incredibly late for Ron, in fact, it was quite early really.)
She leant over his sleeping form and levelled her mouth with his ear. She smiled to herself. She was so cruel!
"RON!!! GET UP, NOW!" She yelled.
Startled, Ron sat up and looked around him. "Crookshanks!!! Put the rat DOWN!!!"
Hermione looked at him in confusion, and laughed. "Ron. I think we better get up and go down to breakfast. By the way, we're at the Burrow," she said slowly, "not Hogwarts."
"Right." Ron muttered, embarrassed, rubbing his eyes. "That would make sense."
Climbing out of bed, he paused for a second. Drawing attention to his foot, he hobbled across the room.
"Leg hurt, Ron?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, no thanks to you," Ron laughed. "Shall we go to breakfast?"
"Good idea."
Trying to make her feel guilty, Ron exaggerated his limp as much as was possible, occasionally emitting moans of pain.
"Do you need any help there, Ron?" Hermione laughed.
"Er, no I think I'll manage." Ron said, bravely.
"Oh, ok," Hermione turned and smiled at him. " Ron?"
"Yes?" He whimpered
"You're limping on the wrong leg!!!" she laughed gleefully and started down the stairs.
Damn it, thought Ron, as he followed her. Why was it that he couldn't fool her for a second?
Discarding his limp, Ron jogged to catch her up. As they entered the kitchen, the usual Weasley noise and mess had begun. Piles of sausages, bacon, eggs and toast filled every available centimetre of space on the long wooden table.
"Oh, look, they're finally awake everyone!" Ginny smiled at them. "Eat!! There's enough here to feed an army."
The two of them moved to sit down. Ron pulled the chair out for Hermione. Hermione poured two glasses of orange juice and passed one to Ron. Ron grabbed a plate for Hermione and filled it with what he knew she liked and handed it to her. He then filled his own while Hermione made him a cup of coffee, not bothering to ask how he liked it because she already knew.
Having sorted their breakfast, Ron and Hermione looked up to see that everyone in the room had been watching them, and they all smiled at the pair, before everyone busied themselves with other things, pretending that they hadn't been.
Ron grinned at Hermione. "That was weird!" Neither Ron nor Hermione could understand what they had done which had proved to be so fascinating.
"Oh, Hermione," Molly began, "I invited your parents for dinner this evening, I hope that's ok!"
Hermione smiled nervously. "Oh that would be lovely, I haven't seen them for a while."
"I thought as much dear," Molly smiled, "and of course you'll be able to tell them your news!"
"My news?" Hermione asked.
Molly laughed, "Oh you know dear, you and Ron, together at last."
Hermione forced a laugh as Ron took her hand under the table and squeezed it, as way of an apology and to reassure her it everything would be ok.
So please review and tell me what you think! Thanks
Next chapter should see the parents causing Ron and Hermione maximum possible embarrassment- Tee Hee.
And will they ever get together?, I hear you cry. Well, you'll just have to wait and see......