Hey,
I know, I know I'm sorry. It's been a very long time since I last updated.
I've just finished my exams and I haven't had time to write what with damned revision. Trust me, I would have much rather have been writing this than working! But, It's over now and I hope to update the story regularly from now on.
Sorry!!!
Chapter 11
It was a rather gorgeous sunny day, and Ron and Hermione were sitting outside. Hermione was feeling distinctly nervous over the anticipated arrival of her parents that evening.
Ron smiled at her, "Stop biting your nails!"
"Ron," Hermione turned to speak to him, just as the shrill voice of Molly Weasley interrupted her.
"Ron!!!! Ron!!!" Ron raised his eyebrows at Hermione as his mother stood in front of him. Molly was a picture, covered in a combination of flour, butter and chocolate. Molly's passion was feeding people, and the fact that she had two more guests to entertain that evening had sent her into a cooking frenzy.
"Mum, to what do we owe the pleasure of your company?" Ron flashed her the trademark Weasley grin.
"Oh honestly Ron, stop being a creep!" Molly looked faintly amused. "Anyway, I need you to do something for me."
"Ok, as long as it's not."
"De- knoming the garden" Molly beamed.
"Oh Mum!"
"Don't you "Oh Mum!" me! Anyway, I know how much you enjoy it so I've been saving it up for you."
"You're evil, you know that?" Ron moaned. "All I ever do when I come here is de- knome the bloody garden!"
"Language, Ron!!!" Hermione and Molly shouted in unison.
"Women." Ron cried, exasperated. You're all the bloody same!!"
"Oh stop moaning Ron, and do as you're told!" laughed Hermione.
At that moment, Ginny and Harry came to join them. Harry was wearing an expression remarkably similar to Ron's.
"Harry's going to help you Ron," Ginny explained. "Now he's family he isn't exempt like he used to be!"
This seemed to cheer Ron up slightly. "But Harry, You used to find the whole thing "fascinating"
Harry laughed, "The novelty's worn off."
As Ron got up to join Harry, Ginny sat next to Hermione. Molly went back to her kitchen, shooting fierce looks at the boys, warning them to get on with the task in hand.
Ron leant over and kissed Hermione on the cheek, "You'd better thank me for this!"
She smiled at him, "You wish Weasley!"
"Now get lost you two!" Ginny shoved Harry away from her, "I want to have a chat with Hermione."
As the boys walked away Hermione found her eyes following Ron, a stupid grin plastered on her face. Ron turned round and blew her a kiss and she blushed slightly.
"He's always loved you, you know." Ginny began, turned to Hermione.
Hermione felt her heart skip a beat, "I really don't think so Ginny! You remember, I was always just his bushy haired best friend!" Hermione tried to laugh Ginny's comment off.
"Do you honestly believe that?"
Hermione was silent. She watched Ron as he tackled a particularly tough looking knome.
Ginny smiled. "Hermione, I've always wondered why it was that you weren't together for all those years, but I'm just happy that you finally worked it out."
Hermione felt an emptiness inside her. She wasn't sure if it was the fact that she was lying to Ginny or something else.
"Can I ask you a question?" Hermione asked, "How do you know that Harry's the one for you?"
Ginny laughed, "Now we're really getting down to it aren't we? I don't know really, everything."
"Such as?" Hermione pressed.
Ginny thought for a second. "Well. I guess there's the fact that I can just sit and talk to him for hours and never run out of things to say."
Hermione looked at the slightly dishevelled Ron. That certainly stood for the two of them. She sometimes felt that they had simply too much to tell each other.
"That he knows everything about me, and that I can say the same for him."
Ok, thought Hermione, so maybe this was all sounding a tad familiar.
"That he's my best friend, and I don't know what I'd do without him," Ginny continued.
Hermione wondered how she could cope without Ron. It didn't even bear thinking about.
Ginny grinned mischievously, "and...... That I still absolute fancy the pants off him!!"
Hermione laughed. Now that was one thing that she didn't think about Ron. She looked over at him; just to clarify this was true.
She nearly fell off the chair in shock. Ron was taking off his T- Shirt, which was by this time covered in mud. Hermione quickly averted her eyes, and noted with a sense of alarm that she did so fairly reluctantly.
"Hermione?" Ginny asked, looking slightly concerned, "Are you ok? You've gone all red!"
Hermione forced a laugh, "Me? I'm fine. It's just the, er, the, the."
"Heat?" Ginny asked.
"Yes, that's right." Hermione agreed. "That's all it is!"
Several hours and bruises later, the Ron and Harry finally finished the de- knoming.
"Hope you two haven't had too much of a stressful afternoon!" Harry said, "I wouldn't like to think you'd been exerting yourselves."
"No, we're just fine thanks Ron! We've had a very relaxing afternoon," Ginny confirmed.
"Apparently you haven't though!" Hermione added, "those knomes really wiped the floor with the two of you!"
"Hey!" exclaimed Ron, "they're tougher than they look!" He plonked himself down next to Hermione.
Hermione wrinkled her nose in disgust, "Ron! You stink!!"
"Hey! That's a bit rude!"
"Truth hurts." Hermione laughed, "Anyway, you'd better go and get a shower. My parent's will be getting here soon." She stood up and pulled Ron up from the bench.
"Don't be in there two long though Ron," Ginny called after them, "Harry needs it fairly urgently too!"
Ron and Hermione laughed as they heard Harry's yell of indignation.
At around six, Hermione was just finishing off getting ready. She wanted to look nice, as she hadn't seen her parents for a while. She smoothed down her skirt and brushed her hair for what must have been the tenth time.
Ron knocked and walked into the room. "Hey, don't you look gorgeous!" he smiled appreciatively at Hermione.
Hermione didn't answer. She was a little distracted by Ron's appearance. He'd obviously made an effort, in smart trousers and a blue shirt, which was loose at the collar.
Ron walked over to her. "Mione, can you help me with this stupid tie. It just isn't working."
"Ron, you should be able to do this by now!"
"I can, normally. Anyway, there should be a spell for this kind of thing......" He continued chuntering as Hermione leant over to complete the knot.
"Ok, Ron concentrate, under, over."
"I know, I know" Ron laughed. He looked down at her, and brushed a piece of hair behind her ear. Hermione smiled at this affectionate gesture.
"You know Hermione, you really do look ......"
"Thanks, Ron." Hermione cut him off. "There we go, all done." Hermione smoothed the tie down and rearranged his collar.
They were still only inches apart. They heard the doorbell ring, and Molly shout, "They're here!!!!!!!!"
"Ready to face the music?" Ron asked.
Ok, I promise we're really close to something really important happening. Other things just keep getting in the way. But keep reading, I'll update as soon as I can. And in the meantime, review!!!!!!!! (please)
I've just finished my exams and I haven't had time to write what with damned revision. Trust me, I would have much rather have been writing this than working! But, It's over now and I hope to update the story regularly from now on.
Sorry!!!
Chapter 11
It was a rather gorgeous sunny day, and Ron and Hermione were sitting outside. Hermione was feeling distinctly nervous over the anticipated arrival of her parents that evening.
Ron smiled at her, "Stop biting your nails!"
"Ron," Hermione turned to speak to him, just as the shrill voice of Molly Weasley interrupted her.
"Ron!!!! Ron!!!" Ron raised his eyebrows at Hermione as his mother stood in front of him. Molly was a picture, covered in a combination of flour, butter and chocolate. Molly's passion was feeding people, and the fact that she had two more guests to entertain that evening had sent her into a cooking frenzy.
"Mum, to what do we owe the pleasure of your company?" Ron flashed her the trademark Weasley grin.
"Oh honestly Ron, stop being a creep!" Molly looked faintly amused. "Anyway, I need you to do something for me."
"Ok, as long as it's not."
"De- knoming the garden" Molly beamed.
"Oh Mum!"
"Don't you "Oh Mum!" me! Anyway, I know how much you enjoy it so I've been saving it up for you."
"You're evil, you know that?" Ron moaned. "All I ever do when I come here is de- knome the bloody garden!"
"Language, Ron!!!" Hermione and Molly shouted in unison.
"Women." Ron cried, exasperated. You're all the bloody same!!"
"Oh stop moaning Ron, and do as you're told!" laughed Hermione.
At that moment, Ginny and Harry came to join them. Harry was wearing an expression remarkably similar to Ron's.
"Harry's going to help you Ron," Ginny explained. "Now he's family he isn't exempt like he used to be!"
This seemed to cheer Ron up slightly. "But Harry, You used to find the whole thing "fascinating"
Harry laughed, "The novelty's worn off."
As Ron got up to join Harry, Ginny sat next to Hermione. Molly went back to her kitchen, shooting fierce looks at the boys, warning them to get on with the task in hand.
Ron leant over and kissed Hermione on the cheek, "You'd better thank me for this!"
She smiled at him, "You wish Weasley!"
"Now get lost you two!" Ginny shoved Harry away from her, "I want to have a chat with Hermione."
As the boys walked away Hermione found her eyes following Ron, a stupid grin plastered on her face. Ron turned round and blew her a kiss and she blushed slightly.
"He's always loved you, you know." Ginny began, turned to Hermione.
Hermione felt her heart skip a beat, "I really don't think so Ginny! You remember, I was always just his bushy haired best friend!" Hermione tried to laugh Ginny's comment off.
"Do you honestly believe that?"
Hermione was silent. She watched Ron as he tackled a particularly tough looking knome.
Ginny smiled. "Hermione, I've always wondered why it was that you weren't together for all those years, but I'm just happy that you finally worked it out."
Hermione felt an emptiness inside her. She wasn't sure if it was the fact that she was lying to Ginny or something else.
"Can I ask you a question?" Hermione asked, "How do you know that Harry's the one for you?"
Ginny laughed, "Now we're really getting down to it aren't we? I don't know really, everything."
"Such as?" Hermione pressed.
Ginny thought for a second. "Well. I guess there's the fact that I can just sit and talk to him for hours and never run out of things to say."
Hermione looked at the slightly dishevelled Ron. That certainly stood for the two of them. She sometimes felt that they had simply too much to tell each other.
"That he knows everything about me, and that I can say the same for him."
Ok, thought Hermione, so maybe this was all sounding a tad familiar.
"That he's my best friend, and I don't know what I'd do without him," Ginny continued.
Hermione wondered how she could cope without Ron. It didn't even bear thinking about.
Ginny grinned mischievously, "and...... That I still absolute fancy the pants off him!!"
Hermione laughed. Now that was one thing that she didn't think about Ron. She looked over at him; just to clarify this was true.
She nearly fell off the chair in shock. Ron was taking off his T- Shirt, which was by this time covered in mud. Hermione quickly averted her eyes, and noted with a sense of alarm that she did so fairly reluctantly.
"Hermione?" Ginny asked, looking slightly concerned, "Are you ok? You've gone all red!"
Hermione forced a laugh, "Me? I'm fine. It's just the, er, the, the."
"Heat?" Ginny asked.
"Yes, that's right." Hermione agreed. "That's all it is!"
Several hours and bruises later, the Ron and Harry finally finished the de- knoming.
"Hope you two haven't had too much of a stressful afternoon!" Harry said, "I wouldn't like to think you'd been exerting yourselves."
"No, we're just fine thanks Ron! We've had a very relaxing afternoon," Ginny confirmed.
"Apparently you haven't though!" Hermione added, "those knomes really wiped the floor with the two of you!"
"Hey!" exclaimed Ron, "they're tougher than they look!" He plonked himself down next to Hermione.
Hermione wrinkled her nose in disgust, "Ron! You stink!!"
"Hey! That's a bit rude!"
"Truth hurts." Hermione laughed, "Anyway, you'd better go and get a shower. My parent's will be getting here soon." She stood up and pulled Ron up from the bench.
"Don't be in there two long though Ron," Ginny called after them, "Harry needs it fairly urgently too!"
Ron and Hermione laughed as they heard Harry's yell of indignation.
At around six, Hermione was just finishing off getting ready. She wanted to look nice, as she hadn't seen her parents for a while. She smoothed down her skirt and brushed her hair for what must have been the tenth time.
Ron knocked and walked into the room. "Hey, don't you look gorgeous!" he smiled appreciatively at Hermione.
Hermione didn't answer. She was a little distracted by Ron's appearance. He'd obviously made an effort, in smart trousers and a blue shirt, which was loose at the collar.
Ron walked over to her. "Mione, can you help me with this stupid tie. It just isn't working."
"Ron, you should be able to do this by now!"
"I can, normally. Anyway, there should be a spell for this kind of thing......" He continued chuntering as Hermione leant over to complete the knot.
"Ok, Ron concentrate, under, over."
"I know, I know" Ron laughed. He looked down at her, and brushed a piece of hair behind her ear. Hermione smiled at this affectionate gesture.
"You know Hermione, you really do look ......"
"Thanks, Ron." Hermione cut him off. "There we go, all done." Hermione smoothed the tie down and rearranged his collar.
They were still only inches apart. They heard the doorbell ring, and Molly shout, "They're here!!!!!!!!"
"Ready to face the music?" Ron asked.
Ok, I promise we're really close to something really important happening. Other things just keep getting in the way. But keep reading, I'll update as soon as I can. And in the meantime, review!!!!!!!! (please)