*A/N: Well, here it is, the next chapter. I think my writers block has turned into more of a writers speed bump, which is good. I think I know pretty much what's gonna happen after this, maybe. Well, here goes:*
Disclaimer: Something witty and snarky that basically says I don't own Harry or friends.
Chapter eight: One up
"We know." Said Fred and George, looking smug.
Ron felt his stomach drop. They knew. This was where the teasing started. "Know... wh-wha-what?" Ron stammered. How could he have thought that no one would find out.
Fred gave a knowing smile while George said in a tone one might use with a two year old, "We know you fancy Hermione, and we figure it's about time you told her."
At this Ron nearly burst out laughing. Somehow he managed not to, however relieved and amused he was. Fred's next words made Ron realize that in trying not to laugh he must have ended up looking shocked. "Don't act so surprised. Daft as you are, you surely realized this by now!"
Again Ron found himself on the verge of breaking down completely and laughing. Remembering Hermione's earlier comment of how he was a good actor, he decided to play along. Ron tried to look angry and flustered, remembering all the times when he had felt that way before. He thought of his feelings whenever he saw Hermione writing to Krum, or when they fought and he wanted to stop but found he couldn't for some reason. Then Ron spoke. "I don't know what you're talking about!" he said a little too adamantly.
"Oh, come on now!" Fred said.
"Yeah, we're on to you, don't try to deny it." George said.
"Fes up, Ron, you're in lo-ooove!"
They kept this up for a while, and Ron realized that this would never end. "Oh well," he thought with a sigh.
"All right guys, you've got me pegged." Ron said matter of factley.
Fred and George stopped abruptly, obviously astounded at this sudden admittance. Ron smiled at the stunned look on the twins faces. He continued on, very indifferently. "yep, you're absolutely right. I'm nuts for Hermione. Head over heals. You know, that kind of thing." Ron then gave a huge, fake yawn. "Wow! All that confessing made me sleepy. I think I'll take a nap."
Fred and George sat there, stunned. It was the first time Ron had ever seen them at a loss for words. Finally, Fred stuttered out "when, well, when are you, you going to... when are you going to tell her?"
Ron yawned again. "Oh, anytime will do, To bad she's not here right now." Ron coughed loudly at this and hoped Hermione, who was still in the closet, would understand what he was trying to do. He saw the door knob on his closet start to turn. He smiled to himself, this was going to be fun. Then the door slowly opened. Fred and George were still looking a little stunned, and didn't seem to notice Ron's closet door was opening seemingly on its own. Suddenly it creaked. Fred and George looked over, and Hermione stepped out. Ron say the twins mouths drop. "This is too good to pass up." Ron thought.
He stood up and walked to Hermione. Then he said in a bored voice "Her, Hermione. Hmmm... this is convenient. I was just trying to find you."
Hermione replied in a nonchalant voice, "yeah, what it is?" She looked like it was perfectly understandable that she had just walked out of Ron's closet.
"Well," Ron continued. "Its just that my dear brothers here have made me realize something." Ron gave a yawn, then said "I'm mad about you, Hermione. Have been for ages. You want to go out with me?"
Hermione stood there for a few seconds, pretending to contemplate Ron's words, then said simply "okay."
Ron smiled and said "cool."
At that Fred burst out laughing. Soon George had joined him. "I believe our youngest brother has one upped us." Fred said.
"Yes, well done Ron." George added.
Soon the twins had been told most of the real story. They both said they wouldn't tell. After all, as Fred said, "we can't let anyone know our little brother pulled one on us that was that good. It would ruin our reputations!"
Then they both left, saying they would leave the two on their own. Ron was glad, although he did his best to act offended at their blatant innuendo. Once he and Hermione were alone again, he looked at her and suddenly they both were laughing. Ron found he couldn't stop. He pulled Hermione into a tight hug, still laughing. They collapsed on his bed, still hugging and laughing.
"That was brilliant, Ron." Hermione said, breaking apart from Ron to catch her breath.
Ron did a little mock bow, then kissed Hermione lightly on the lips. Then he thought of something that bothered him. "Um, Hermione," Ron asked, "You didn't decide not to play quiditch just so we could pretend to fight. I mean, I'd feel really bad if you had to miss out."
Hermione smiled at Ron. "no, I really did want to read."
Ron groaned. "It wasn't homework, was it? You know we have tons of time left to do it."
"No, it was just a book, It's called Emma, by the same muggle author who wrote Pride and Prejudice.
"Oh," Ron said.
Hermione laughed again at the odd look on Ron's face. "Don't worry, I'll play next time, I promise."
Then she kissed Ron. They stood there for a few minutes, kissing. Again Ron felt like he could stay there forever. At last they had to stop.
They sat down on Ron's bed again. Suddenly Hermione said to Ron "do you know where Harry is?"
Ron realized that he had no idea. He laughed again. "We should go tell him about Fred and George. He'll get a kick out of that."
Hermione agreed, and with one last kiss she and Ron left his room.
*A/N: Okay, sorry this is so short, but I have the next chapter almost completely done, and I could have combined the two, but that would have been overly long and really just two chapters crammed into one, so I decided to split it up. Wow that was a long sentence. Anyway:
TheSweetestThing: Thanks so much... In more words of Ron "I love Hermione and am going to end up with her forever and ever" just kidding... but in the words of Ella "Thank you for reviewing"
RonandHerm4eva: It was humiliating, only not for those you would expect it to be... mwa ha ha...
Duckymander: Here it is, the next one should be up soon, thanks for the review
Kay Elle Hunter: You rock! I love getting such great reviews, you are such a confidence booster!
eriauqcam suruaseht: cool! Hope you like this chapter too
i-h8-sclub: I know, well, some people are just daft. (here's a hint: try to talk quietly around h/hr shippers, so they don't get overexcited. I mean, you have to feel sorry for the poor buggers.)
MaNdAsFoRrOn: This one probably will go on and on and on and on and.... much longer than it probably should, so you're in luck if you don't get sick of me first!
Wacky-Watermelon: I'm keeping going!
Okay: to all you who read this... I'm thinking of turning this into a H/hr piece. You know, something like "Harry looked deeply into Hermione's eyes and realized that he loved her more than anything in the world. He was confused as he hadn't felt this way up until two seconds ago, but he didn't care. He had to have Hermione, right there, right then. Hermione felt the same way, even though up until two seconds ago she had been nutters for Ron. Ron was now but a distant memory as she mad sweet sweet love to the boy who lived"
Oh God, I just made myself sick. Nope, I won't do that, but please review anyway, despite the complete absurdity of my threats.*
Disclaimer: Something witty and snarky that basically says I don't own Harry or friends.
Chapter eight: One up
"We know." Said Fred and George, looking smug.
Ron felt his stomach drop. They knew. This was where the teasing started. "Know... wh-wha-what?" Ron stammered. How could he have thought that no one would find out.
Fred gave a knowing smile while George said in a tone one might use with a two year old, "We know you fancy Hermione, and we figure it's about time you told her."
At this Ron nearly burst out laughing. Somehow he managed not to, however relieved and amused he was. Fred's next words made Ron realize that in trying not to laugh he must have ended up looking shocked. "Don't act so surprised. Daft as you are, you surely realized this by now!"
Again Ron found himself on the verge of breaking down completely and laughing. Remembering Hermione's earlier comment of how he was a good actor, he decided to play along. Ron tried to look angry and flustered, remembering all the times when he had felt that way before. He thought of his feelings whenever he saw Hermione writing to Krum, or when they fought and he wanted to stop but found he couldn't for some reason. Then Ron spoke. "I don't know what you're talking about!" he said a little too adamantly.
"Oh, come on now!" Fred said.
"Yeah, we're on to you, don't try to deny it." George said.
"Fes up, Ron, you're in lo-ooove!"
They kept this up for a while, and Ron realized that this would never end. "Oh well," he thought with a sigh.
"All right guys, you've got me pegged." Ron said matter of factley.
Fred and George stopped abruptly, obviously astounded at this sudden admittance. Ron smiled at the stunned look on the twins faces. He continued on, very indifferently. "yep, you're absolutely right. I'm nuts for Hermione. Head over heals. You know, that kind of thing." Ron then gave a huge, fake yawn. "Wow! All that confessing made me sleepy. I think I'll take a nap."
Fred and George sat there, stunned. It was the first time Ron had ever seen them at a loss for words. Finally, Fred stuttered out "when, well, when are you, you going to... when are you going to tell her?"
Ron yawned again. "Oh, anytime will do, To bad she's not here right now." Ron coughed loudly at this and hoped Hermione, who was still in the closet, would understand what he was trying to do. He saw the door knob on his closet start to turn. He smiled to himself, this was going to be fun. Then the door slowly opened. Fred and George were still looking a little stunned, and didn't seem to notice Ron's closet door was opening seemingly on its own. Suddenly it creaked. Fred and George looked over, and Hermione stepped out. Ron say the twins mouths drop. "This is too good to pass up." Ron thought.
He stood up and walked to Hermione. Then he said in a bored voice "Her, Hermione. Hmmm... this is convenient. I was just trying to find you."
Hermione replied in a nonchalant voice, "yeah, what it is?" She looked like it was perfectly understandable that she had just walked out of Ron's closet.
"Well," Ron continued. "Its just that my dear brothers here have made me realize something." Ron gave a yawn, then said "I'm mad about you, Hermione. Have been for ages. You want to go out with me?"
Hermione stood there for a few seconds, pretending to contemplate Ron's words, then said simply "okay."
Ron smiled and said "cool."
At that Fred burst out laughing. Soon George had joined him. "I believe our youngest brother has one upped us." Fred said.
"Yes, well done Ron." George added.
Soon the twins had been told most of the real story. They both said they wouldn't tell. After all, as Fred said, "we can't let anyone know our little brother pulled one on us that was that good. It would ruin our reputations!"
Then they both left, saying they would leave the two on their own. Ron was glad, although he did his best to act offended at their blatant innuendo. Once he and Hermione were alone again, he looked at her and suddenly they both were laughing. Ron found he couldn't stop. He pulled Hermione into a tight hug, still laughing. They collapsed on his bed, still hugging and laughing.
"That was brilliant, Ron." Hermione said, breaking apart from Ron to catch her breath.
Ron did a little mock bow, then kissed Hermione lightly on the lips. Then he thought of something that bothered him. "Um, Hermione," Ron asked, "You didn't decide not to play quiditch just so we could pretend to fight. I mean, I'd feel really bad if you had to miss out."
Hermione smiled at Ron. "no, I really did want to read."
Ron groaned. "It wasn't homework, was it? You know we have tons of time left to do it."
"No, it was just a book, It's called Emma, by the same muggle author who wrote Pride and Prejudice.
"Oh," Ron said.
Hermione laughed again at the odd look on Ron's face. "Don't worry, I'll play next time, I promise."
Then she kissed Ron. They stood there for a few minutes, kissing. Again Ron felt like he could stay there forever. At last they had to stop.
They sat down on Ron's bed again. Suddenly Hermione said to Ron "do you know where Harry is?"
Ron realized that he had no idea. He laughed again. "We should go tell him about Fred and George. He'll get a kick out of that."
Hermione agreed, and with one last kiss she and Ron left his room.
*A/N: Okay, sorry this is so short, but I have the next chapter almost completely done, and I could have combined the two, but that would have been overly long and really just two chapters crammed into one, so I decided to split it up. Wow that was a long sentence. Anyway:
TheSweetestThing: Thanks so much... In more words of Ron "I love Hermione and am going to end up with her forever and ever" just kidding... but in the words of Ella "Thank you for reviewing"
RonandHerm4eva: It was humiliating, only not for those you would expect it to be... mwa ha ha...
Duckymander: Here it is, the next one should be up soon, thanks for the review
Kay Elle Hunter: You rock! I love getting such great reviews, you are such a confidence booster!
eriauqcam suruaseht: cool! Hope you like this chapter too
i-h8-sclub: I know, well, some people are just daft. (here's a hint: try to talk quietly around h/hr shippers, so they don't get overexcited. I mean, you have to feel sorry for the poor buggers.)
MaNdAsFoRrOn: This one probably will go on and on and on and on and.... much longer than it probably should, so you're in luck if you don't get sick of me first!
Wacky-Watermelon: I'm keeping going!
Okay: to all you who read this... I'm thinking of turning this into a H/hr piece. You know, something like "Harry looked deeply into Hermione's eyes and realized that he loved her more than anything in the world. He was confused as he hadn't felt this way up until two seconds ago, but he didn't care. He had to have Hermione, right there, right then. Hermione felt the same way, even though up until two seconds ago she had been nutters for Ron. Ron was now but a distant memory as she mad sweet sweet love to the boy who lived"
Oh God, I just made myself sick. Nope, I won't do that, but please review anyway, despite the complete absurdity of my threats.*