~A/n: okie dokie! Here is the next chapter to this lovely story… Anywho, I've been a lazy lately, and I'm also trying to catch up on lost sleep! Yeah, well, there is a trip to Spain for next summer in my school, and guess who else might be going, the dude I like! YAY! I might go too, my dad said I have to clear up my attitude problem so I could go… I mean what attitude? I'm like begging my dad to go, and I heard there is no drinking age in Spain… Lucky me! I made my own special drink yesterday too, while my friend was sleeping over… It was soo good! It had… oh wait, never mind. You might not care because you want the story! Sorry for blabbing on and on… well… * in a super hero echo-y voice * HERE IS YOUR STORY YOUNG READER!!! TRA LA LA!! ~

Chapter 15 – In the broom closet we go (the song fic)

~"I don't want another heartbreak,

I don't need another turn to cry.

No, I don't want to learn the hard way

Baby,'Hello.' Oh no, 'Goodbye.'

But you got me like a rocket shootin' straight across the sky." ~

A week passed since Ron and Hermione had 'the fight' and Hermione had never even sneaked a glance at Ron. She had been hanging around Pavarti (A/n: Because Harry and Lavender keep on mysteriously disappearing…), staying up in her dorm or in the library, and staying away from Ron.

(A/n: yes yes, I know that Harry hasn't been in much of the story, but I'm focusing on Ron and Hermione. I know Harry is the hero and everything but come on, you don't see Ron or Hermione with his or her own book series! Are there a Ron Weasley and the Sorcerer's Stone? No. What about a Hermione Granger and the Chamber of Secrets? No. It's all Harry, Harry, Harry! It's all about Harry!! Ok.. I'm done…)

~"It's the way you love me,

It's a feelin' like this.

It's centrifugal motion,

it's perpetual bliss.

It's that pivotal moment.

It's 'Ah, impossible.'

This kiss, this kiss.

Unstoppable.

This kiss, this kiss." ~

Whenever Ron was trying to Hermione, she would just walk past him and not even say anything to him. All the time she would just stay around Pavarti, and Pavarti didn't want to be around Ron either, because he was a prat.

One day, Ron couldn't take it anymore. He wanted to talk to Hermione. No, he didn't want to, he needed to. Whenever he couldn't talk to her, or even see her, his heart felt like it was being squeezed. After dinner that day, he ran up to Hermione, grabbed her arm and pulled her into a near broom closet, than he locked it just incase she tried getting out.

~"Cinderella said to Snow White

'How does love get so off course?

Oh, all I wanted was a white knight with a good heart,

soft touch, fast horse.'

Ride me off into the sunset, baby I'm forever yours."~

"Ron, what in the bloody hell are you doing? Are you – " Hermione started but was cut off, because Ron grabbed her around the waist and pressed his lips against hers.

Ron didn't know what possessed him to do that, but he was glad that he did it anyway. And he was really glad the Hermione didn't pull away. She just went with the flow and wrapped her arms around his neck.

~"It's the way you love me,

it's a feelin' like this.

It's centrifugal motion,

it's perpetual bliss.

It's that pivotal moment.

It's 'Ah, unthinkable.'

This kiss, this kiss.

Unsinkable.

This kiss, this kiss."~

He pulled her closer, and gently separated her lips with his tongue, which she gladly let in. It seemed like they froze in time, all their worries were gone, even though Hermione was mad at Ron. She didn't care any more, just as long that she was there, in that broom closet, kissing Ron. She liked it there, even though it was a broom closet, but she liked it there anyways. She was in Ron's strong arms. She was pretty sure that if Ron wasn't holding her, she would of fell backwards.

After about five minutes of madly snogging each other (with intense tongue action… ), Ron pulled away so that they could breath a little.

"'Mione, I'm sorry-" He started.

"Shut up you bloody prat and kiss me," Hermione interrupted him, and pulled him closer to her.

~"You can kiss me in the moonlight on a rooftop under the sky.

Oh, you can kiss me with the windows open while the rain comes pouring inside.

Oh, kiss me in sweet slow motion,

let's let everything slide.

You've got me floating, you've got me flying."~

Everything was perfect. It was like one of those muggle fairy tales where the beautiful Princess finally gets her handsome Prince in shining armor. Well, in this case, the Prince is in his Gryffindor robes, but close enough. All that matters right than in there was that Hermione finally gotten the love of her life, and Ron finally gotten the love of his life.

Even though they shared their first kiss in one of most unusual places, this is one of the moments they were going to treasure forever. No one, not even the most darkest wizards of all, can ruin this for them…

~"It's the way you love me,

it's a feelin' like this.

It's centrifugal motion,

it's perpetual bliss.

It's that pivotal moment.

It's 'Ah, subliminal.'

This kiss, this kiss.

It's criminal.

This kiss, this kiss."~

THE END!

Song: 'This Kiss' by Faith Hill

~Aww… isn't this story so cute? Ha ha! Well, this story is finally done, and now I'm going to celebrate on a can of coke! Woo hoo! It took me about umm… 2 months to finish… Holy whack! I thought it was longer than that… ah well! Well anyways thank you to all of my reviewers for taking the time to read this story, and good luck on all your future relationships of the love of your life… Maybe I should try pulling the dude I like to the janitors closet and talk to him…hmm… nah… I'll just drop some hints… I'll live… anyways… PLEASE read my other story, It's called Love, Hate, Tragedy. It's about these two transfer students and they befriend the twins and blah blah blah. George falls in love with one of my characters, and blah. You'll get it once you read it. Pretty slow at first but gets a little interesting… yupp well… HASTA LUEGO! (I'm taking Spanish… ha ha…)

Love,

Phred~