What I Think Of Ron
By Tatortot
Chapter Four
Snuggles And Cuddles
Disclaimer-dont own HP. not JKR
A/N- sorry last chappie was so short and boring.
This one wont be, trust me! ^_^
Special Thanks To All My Reviewers:
chickadee77- I updated! Hope you like it and review again!
sammi- Glad you like it! Email me sometime.
'Mione Weasley- Don't worry, I don't forget about updating, I just don't have much time 'cause I'm working on other fics, too. I have a feeling you'll love this chapter...it's all R/H loooooove. (sorta)
tephyS- Yay! I'm so happy that you like it.
phychokitty85- YAY!!! Another one that loves R/H and my story! Yippee~!!!! *runs around room screaming, occassionally running into walls*
Rycca Wolfbane- Thanks and thanks! And another thanks if you r/r!!! Hehe
RonandHerm4eva- Thank you, thank you very much.
It was close to 11:00 p.m. before everyone went inside (they ate outside) to go to bed. Hermione and Ron said good night to Ginny, then walked into Ron's room.
~Where should I lay down..? The floor? No..too rough. The bed...ah! Perfect.~
Hermione sat on Ron's bed, and he went into his closet, coming back with a few extra blankets and a pillow. He laid them on the floor and looked up at Hermione.
"Aren't I gonna sleep up here?" Hermione asked, indicating towards the bed.
"Er--yeah. This is for--"
"And you, too?"
"Er--well...I didn't want to be rude or anything...I mean, I'm not used to having a girl in my room and all...but...er--"
"It's not rude. Trust me," Hermione added, see Ron open his mouth to say something.
"Okay--if you don't mind..."
"Not at all." Hermione then stood up, walked over to her trunk and sighed.
"Oh--right," Ron said, turning around as Hermione changed--out of all clothes but underwear, then slipping on a nightdress, with length that stopped at her knees.
~Okay...be clever, Hermione... THINK!!~
Hermione laid down on Ron's bed, and looked at Ron, who took off his pants.
"Er--'Mione?"
~I LOVE how he says my name!!~
"Yes, Ron?"
"I--er--only sleep in boxers...but I can change that toni--"
"It's okay, Ron. I understand."
"Oh---right." Ron kicked off his socks and was taking the covers out when Hermione asked him if he slept in boxers and shirt, or boxers. "Er---" Ron answered. "Usually only boxers but--"
"Well, that's fine by me, Ron."
~Okay--Back to thinking. What should I do to him...well, okay..nothing like losing my virginity, but, I mean... I'm... OH MY GOD!~
Ron had just taken off his shirt, and Hermione's eyes grew as round as dinner plates; she was looking up and down his body.
~Great abs--six pack.. strong, Quidditch arms... OH MY GOD!!! I'm talking about my BEST FRIEND!! Oh well...I certainly wish he was more.~
When Ron and Hermione got under the covers, a chill flew up her spine. She asked herself what to do to make Ron--perhaps--like her in a more than friendship way.
~Well..I'm a bit cold. Ha ha... yep. That'll work.~
Hermione scooted closer to Ron, and turned over to her side, facing him. He was laying on his back, staring up at the ceiling, but when he felt her warm pressence inch closer, he looked into her eyes and smiled.
Hermione pulled the covers up to her chin and curled up in a ball. Luckily, Ron noticed.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Nothing. Just cold is all."
"I--I'll keep you warm..." Ron said, wrapping his arm around her and pulling her as close as he could without having her completely on top of him.
Hermione rested her head on his chest and wrapped her arm around his stomach and held his hand in hers, their fingers entwined.
~Ah, this is the life.~
"Er--Mione?"
"Hmmm?"
"You--er--you know we're friends, right?"
Hermione nodded.
"Okay. I just don't want you to suspect--er--anything but friendship..."
~THAT hurt.~
Hermione nodded again, fearing that speaking would make her cry or her voice break.
"Okay, good. I want you to know that I--er--am just being a good friend."
Hermione nodded, biting her lip to hold back tears.
~And I thought tonight would have been great...~
*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*
The next morning, Hermione woke up 'literally' in Ron's arms.
~I wish I could stay like this forever.~
She lied there for a few minutes, then felt Ron move a little. She looked up to see him beaming at her.
"Morning Mione."
"Good morning."
~He's so sweet.~
"Er--it's ten thirty, so-er--we should get downstairs..."
Hermione nodded, then got up to change. She didn't care if Ron was looking or not while she got dressed. She just turned around while putting her bra and shirt on. It was just a habit out of self-consciousness. (A/N- spelling...?)
When the two were both dressed, they walked downstairs and sat at the kitchen table, where most of the Weasleys already were sitting.
"Oooh...the lovers finally decided to get dressed and come down, eh?" Fred asked, smirking.
~Oh, God...can I just die on the spot right here?~
"No...I think they had no choice, George--"
~I thought that was Fred!~
"--the baby needed some food."
"Right, George...very right you are."
~LEAVE ME ALONE!!!~
Hermione could feel herself blush, but luckily, Mrs. Weasley came in and told them off.
Everyone started eating and talking.
"Yum, Mum. Thee a's are goo," Ron said through a mouthful of eggs.
Ginny and Mrs. Weasley looked at him, confused.
"Yeah, Mrs. Weasley. The eggs are delicious!" Hermione said.
"Is that what he said?" Ginny asked.
~I know him too well...~
"So...Ron, how'd last night go...?" Fred asked, smiling evilly.
"Am I an uncle yet?"
"No, Fred...I believe we aren't."
~Okay, they need to do two things: Shut up, and wear shirts that say, "I am Fred" and "I am George."~
"Actually, you are," Bill said. Everyone drew attention to him, who pointed at a witch next to him, who looked rather large...too large.
Hermione, confused, looked at Ron, who said, "Oh... sorry. That's my sister-in-law. She was sleeping all day yesterday, so I didn't get to introduce you." He then turned to Belle. "This is my frie--"
Fred or George coughed, which sounded oddly like 'girl friend.' But Ron continued.
"--end Hermione. Hermione, this is Belle. Her and Bill got married a few months ago..when she found out she was pregnant."
"Charmed," Belle said.
"Nice to meet you." Hermione shook Belle's hand, then turned to Ron.
"Tomorrow Charolette should be here. She's Charlie's new girl friend, but she works in the Ministry and had business yesterday, so couldn't come sooner," he said.
"Oh."
After breakfast, everyone (except Ginny, who went upstairs, saying something like, "I need to write to Dean. He's waiting for a letter...") went outside, and Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, and Ron all started playing Quidditch, with the others drinking butterbeer and watching.
A/N- review! come on, you know you want to! plz and thanks
By Tatortot
Chapter Four
Snuggles And Cuddles
Disclaimer-dont own HP. not JKR
A/N- sorry last chappie was so short and boring.
This one wont be, trust me! ^_^
Special Thanks To All My Reviewers:
chickadee77- I updated! Hope you like it and review again!
sammi- Glad you like it! Email me sometime.
'Mione Weasley- Don't worry, I don't forget about updating, I just don't have much time 'cause I'm working on other fics, too. I have a feeling you'll love this chapter...it's all R/H loooooove. (sorta)
tephyS- Yay! I'm so happy that you like it.
phychokitty85- YAY!!! Another one that loves R/H and my story! Yippee~!!!! *runs around room screaming, occassionally running into walls*
Rycca Wolfbane- Thanks and thanks! And another thanks if you r/r!!! Hehe
RonandHerm4eva- Thank you, thank you very much.
It was close to 11:00 p.m. before everyone went inside (they ate outside) to go to bed. Hermione and Ron said good night to Ginny, then walked into Ron's room.
~Where should I lay down..? The floor? No..too rough. The bed...ah! Perfect.~
Hermione sat on Ron's bed, and he went into his closet, coming back with a few extra blankets and a pillow. He laid them on the floor and looked up at Hermione.
"Aren't I gonna sleep up here?" Hermione asked, indicating towards the bed.
"Er--yeah. This is for--"
"And you, too?"
"Er--well...I didn't want to be rude or anything...I mean, I'm not used to having a girl in my room and all...but...er--"
"It's not rude. Trust me," Hermione added, see Ron open his mouth to say something.
"Okay--if you don't mind..."
"Not at all." Hermione then stood up, walked over to her trunk and sighed.
"Oh--right," Ron said, turning around as Hermione changed--out of all clothes but underwear, then slipping on a nightdress, with length that stopped at her knees.
~Okay...be clever, Hermione... THINK!!~
Hermione laid down on Ron's bed, and looked at Ron, who took off his pants.
"Er--'Mione?"
~I LOVE how he says my name!!~
"Yes, Ron?"
"I--er--only sleep in boxers...but I can change that toni--"
"It's okay, Ron. I understand."
"Oh---right." Ron kicked off his socks and was taking the covers out when Hermione asked him if he slept in boxers and shirt, or boxers. "Er---" Ron answered. "Usually only boxers but--"
"Well, that's fine by me, Ron."
~Okay--Back to thinking. What should I do to him...well, okay..nothing like losing my virginity, but, I mean... I'm... OH MY GOD!~
Ron had just taken off his shirt, and Hermione's eyes grew as round as dinner plates; she was looking up and down his body.
~Great abs--six pack.. strong, Quidditch arms... OH MY GOD!!! I'm talking about my BEST FRIEND!! Oh well...I certainly wish he was more.~
When Ron and Hermione got under the covers, a chill flew up her spine. She asked herself what to do to make Ron--perhaps--like her in a more than friendship way.
~Well..I'm a bit cold. Ha ha... yep. That'll work.~
Hermione scooted closer to Ron, and turned over to her side, facing him. He was laying on his back, staring up at the ceiling, but when he felt her warm pressence inch closer, he looked into her eyes and smiled.
Hermione pulled the covers up to her chin and curled up in a ball. Luckily, Ron noticed.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Nothing. Just cold is all."
"I--I'll keep you warm..." Ron said, wrapping his arm around her and pulling her as close as he could without having her completely on top of him.
Hermione rested her head on his chest and wrapped her arm around his stomach and held his hand in hers, their fingers entwined.
~Ah, this is the life.~
"Er--Mione?"
"Hmmm?"
"You--er--you know we're friends, right?"
Hermione nodded.
"Okay. I just don't want you to suspect--er--anything but friendship..."
~THAT hurt.~
Hermione nodded again, fearing that speaking would make her cry or her voice break.
"Okay, good. I want you to know that I--er--am just being a good friend."
Hermione nodded, biting her lip to hold back tears.
~And I thought tonight would have been great...~
*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*
The next morning, Hermione woke up 'literally' in Ron's arms.
~I wish I could stay like this forever.~
She lied there for a few minutes, then felt Ron move a little. She looked up to see him beaming at her.
"Morning Mione."
"Good morning."
~He's so sweet.~
"Er--it's ten thirty, so-er--we should get downstairs..."
Hermione nodded, then got up to change. She didn't care if Ron was looking or not while she got dressed. She just turned around while putting her bra and shirt on. It was just a habit out of self-consciousness. (A/N- spelling...?)
When the two were both dressed, they walked downstairs and sat at the kitchen table, where most of the Weasleys already were sitting.
"Oooh...the lovers finally decided to get dressed and come down, eh?" Fred asked, smirking.
~Oh, God...can I just die on the spot right here?~
"No...I think they had no choice, George--"
~I thought that was Fred!~
"--the baby needed some food."
"Right, George...very right you are."
~LEAVE ME ALONE!!!~
Hermione could feel herself blush, but luckily, Mrs. Weasley came in and told them off.
Everyone started eating and talking.
"Yum, Mum. Thee a's are goo," Ron said through a mouthful of eggs.
Ginny and Mrs. Weasley looked at him, confused.
"Yeah, Mrs. Weasley. The eggs are delicious!" Hermione said.
"Is that what he said?" Ginny asked.
~I know him too well...~
"So...Ron, how'd last night go...?" Fred asked, smiling evilly.
"Am I an uncle yet?"
"No, Fred...I believe we aren't."
~Okay, they need to do two things: Shut up, and wear shirts that say, "I am Fred" and "I am George."~
"Actually, you are," Bill said. Everyone drew attention to him, who pointed at a witch next to him, who looked rather large...too large.
Hermione, confused, looked at Ron, who said, "Oh... sorry. That's my sister-in-law. She was sleeping all day yesterday, so I didn't get to introduce you." He then turned to Belle. "This is my frie--"
Fred or George coughed, which sounded oddly like 'girl friend.' But Ron continued.
"--end Hermione. Hermione, this is Belle. Her and Bill got married a few months ago..when she found out she was pregnant."
"Charmed," Belle said.
"Nice to meet you." Hermione shook Belle's hand, then turned to Ron.
"Tomorrow Charolette should be here. She's Charlie's new girl friend, but she works in the Ministry and had business yesterday, so couldn't come sooner," he said.
"Oh."
After breakfast, everyone (except Ginny, who went upstairs, saying something like, "I need to write to Dean. He's waiting for a letter...") went outside, and Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, and Ron all started playing Quidditch, with the others drinking butterbeer and watching.
A/N- review! come on, you know you want to! plz and thanks