Hermione sighed gently into Ron's shoulder. Well, that was it. The rest of the world could go on
fighting Voldemort, and she could stay here. No way was she ever leaving the safty of Ron's arms.
"You were Calli, weren't you?"
She snuggled deeper into his warmth.
"Yeah."
His grip on her tightened.
"Then you saw...didn't you?"
There was a silence.
"Yeah."
"Shit."
"Ron?"
"What?"
"Don't swear."
Ron laughed out loud, a sound she thought she would never hear again. However, he stopped suddenly.
"Then all those thing I told you...that night...you heard."
It wasn't a question.
"Yes."
"I'm sorry."
She looked up at him, puzzled.
"Why?"
Ducking his head, he looked at his feet.
"I didn't want for you to find out that way."
She smiled slyly.
"Well, we can pretend it never happened, and you can," She paused. "Do it again."
Ron choked.
"What!?"
"Do. It. Again."
Ron couldn't really think of anything to say to this.
"You mean...you don't-you don't mind?"
Hermione replaced her head on his chest.
"Why would I?"
"I don't know. I just thought-I don't know."
"I don't mind."
There was another silence, in which they were both oddly aware of everything around them.
"Good. Because even if you said you did mind, you'd have to stay anyway."
"Oh? Why's that?"
"Beacuse I'd chain you to the wall!"
Flipping her over, he sat on her legs and pushed her down against the bed. Hermione shrieked in suprise.
"See? Now you can'r get up!"
She struggled to free herself.
"Ron! Let me go! Ron, come on!"
"No way. You'll stay here with me until the world ends."
"But that's not fair. What would I eat?"
Ron paused, his face inches away from her's, obviously thinking this over.
"Me."
"Oh, that sil-mumph!"
"You-can-eat-me-I-can-eat-you.
After each word he kissed her, giving he no time to reply.
"And-I'll-never-let-you-go!"
After a final kiss, he let her get up, both of them panting and laughing. Finally,
Hermione looked at him, a sparkle in her eye.
"Do you know what I'm going to do now?"
"No. What?"
"Chain you to the wall!"
fighting Voldemort, and she could stay here. No way was she ever leaving the safty of Ron's arms.
"You were Calli, weren't you?"
She snuggled deeper into his warmth.
"Yeah."
His grip on her tightened.
"Then you saw...didn't you?"
There was a silence.
"Yeah."
"Shit."
"Ron?"
"What?"
"Don't swear."
Ron laughed out loud, a sound she thought she would never hear again. However, he stopped suddenly.
"Then all those thing I told you...that night...you heard."
It wasn't a question.
"Yes."
"I'm sorry."
She looked up at him, puzzled.
"Why?"
Ducking his head, he looked at his feet.
"I didn't want for you to find out that way."
She smiled slyly.
"Well, we can pretend it never happened, and you can," She paused. "Do it again."
Ron choked.
"What!?"
"Do. It. Again."
Ron couldn't really think of anything to say to this.
"You mean...you don't-you don't mind?"
Hermione replaced her head on his chest.
"Why would I?"
"I don't know. I just thought-I don't know."
"I don't mind."
There was another silence, in which they were both oddly aware of everything around them.
"Good. Because even if you said you did mind, you'd have to stay anyway."
"Oh? Why's that?"
"Beacuse I'd chain you to the wall!"
Flipping her over, he sat on her legs and pushed her down against the bed. Hermione shrieked in suprise.
"See? Now you can'r get up!"
She struggled to free herself.
"Ron! Let me go! Ron, come on!"
"No way. You'll stay here with me until the world ends."
"But that's not fair. What would I eat?"
Ron paused, his face inches away from her's, obviously thinking this over.
"Me."
"Oh, that sil-mumph!"
"You-can-eat-me-I-can-eat-you.
After each word he kissed her, giving he no time to reply.
"And-I'll-never-let-you-go!"
After a final kiss, he let her get up, both of them panting and laughing. Finally,
Hermione looked at him, a sparkle in her eye.
"Do you know what I'm going to do now?"
"No. What?"
"Chain you to the wall!"
