ok, dis chappy will be mostly focusing on ron/herm, n next chapter will be bout harry/ginny... i thought dats how i shud go from now on... well, hope ull like... and sorry it took a long while for dis one to come along... but i've been seriously busy... well, read n then review... u kno da drill, right?
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Hermione lay awake in her bed, the happenings of the day flashing before her eyes. She had met Ron again. How long had she been waiting for this day. His face kept popping in her mind, smiling that lop-sided smile of his. How she longed to run her fingers through his fiery red hair and caress his freckle-filled face. Sha gave a content sigh, tossing and turning in her huge bed, trying to find a comfortable position. As soon as she closed her eyes, his face appeared once again, which caused her to grin. She had never been this content. Finding Ron was the best thing that had happened to her. Sure, it would be a little hard for her to accept him as just a friend, especially after last year, when she came to the startling conclusion that the only reason she had missed Ron so badly was because she was in love with him. But... somehow they would find a way back towards each other. They would. Just as he had told her, they belonged together. She was glad that he had come to the same conclusion. But she would not let him know that, not just yet anyways. Not until she was sure of his feelings. Did he love her as well? She was hoping against hope that he did. As she was drowning herself in all these thoughts, she heard a small tapping on her window. As she walked towards the source of the noise, she was stunned to find what awaited her. Ron, standing tall, with a boyish gring plastered on his face, in a gray jogging outfit.
-'If I remember correctly, you were usually up for a good late night excursion. I hope that side of you hasn't changed.' Her stomach did a summersault. He had come to see her. HER.
-'Not one bit.' She replied cooly, tilting her head in a manner she hoped was seductive. She was trying so hard not to act as anxious as she felt.
-'Well, then. Am I gonna have to drag that butt of yours down here or are you going to come willingly?'
-'I don't know about this Ron. I mean, it IS pretty late.' She said, wishing that he'd apparate up in her bedroom and get her.
-'Okay, fine then.' He replied and with a loud CRACK, he disappeared. For a second, her stomach sank, thinking that he might've left. Though a second later, he re-appeared in front of her, lost his balance and fell on top of her, both of them laughing.
-'Ow. Shit. That hurt.' She said as she let out a fake hurt groan.
-'Yeah, must've. Good thing you broke my fall.' They both laughed at this. 'Must work on my landings. I always get myself in awkwards situations.'
-'Then why do I get the feeling this was deliberate?' She said looking deep into his eyes. He was still on top of her, though he was controlling his weight on his buffed-up (dats wut me n my friends use to say muscly... iunno if da word actualy exists.) arms.
-'Maybe it was maybe it wasn't. Seeing how I didn't like your tone, you'll never know.' He said and he pushed himself off of her. As he got up, he held out a hand for her to hoist herself up. As she did, she found her face buried in his very muscular torso which resulted in another awkward moment. She gave a nervous laugh, walked back half a step and looked at his adorable face.
-'So this is Hermione at night?' She was wearing a slinky top and short-shorts that looked pretty comfortable but were making Ron fell the exact opposite way. He had trouble swallowing as he gave her another appraising look.
-'And this is Ron in his jogging outfit?' (um... iunno if where u live has dose sport suites... im thinkin bout dose kappa sport suites, u kno, da baggy ones)
-'Yup. You like?' He asked, raising an eyebrow, urging her to answer.
-'If I said I did, would you hold it over my head for all eternity?'
-'I might.'
-'Well... Yes, I very much like the way you look right now. And this best stay between the two of us.' She said, pointing her index finger in a threatening manner.
-'If it means anything, I'm loving the way you look right now.' She knew if she kept gazing into his eyes, she would no longer be able to keep their distance. On that thought, she looked out the window, trying to get a glimpse of the night's velvety blue sky.
-'So what brings you here at such a late hour?' She was, crossing her arms over her chest, wishing that she'd be able to get somewhere with him tonight. Make him say how he truly felt about her. Something to put her mind at ease.
-'The thought of the lovely Hermione Granger, of course.' He said with a kind smile, but his face turned serious as he uttered the next words. 'I just had to see you again. After all, we didn't get the chance to say a proper good-bye.
-'Oh,' was all that she could manage to say, feeling her blood rush over to her face at light's speed, and silently thanking the heavens for the lack of light in her bedroom. 'So what sort of late night excursion did you have in mind?' She asked as she became suddenly aware of his presence in he bedroom. IN HER BEDROOM for crying out loud. She felt her temperature going higher and higher.
-'Just a walk... or something else. Anything that involves us spending time together, really.' He answered as he contemplated her room. It was typical Hermione. One of the walls was covered with books from floor to ceiling. On the other wall stood a very elegant vanity. He couldn't make out the colour of the walls because of othe drakness, but it was a light colour, something approaching white. On the third walll stood a glass door giving access to a walk-in closet, and last but not least, leaning elegantly on the fourth wall, stood something that had peroocupied Ron's mind since the second he had apparated; Hermion's bed.
-'A walk would be okay, I guess.' Hermione said, making Ron snap out of his reveries.
-'Well, are you gonna get dressed or are you gonna parade around London in your pjs?'
-'Oh, I totally forgot. Turn around for a minute or two.' She said, and then seeing the malicious look Ron was giving her, she added 'and no peeking, or else you'll be thrown out on your ass so fast it'll make your head spin. Am I making myself clear?' She still had a smile on her face, but Ron knew that if he peeked, it would not be a laughing matter.
-'Yes, ma'am.' And he turned around, facing the wall covered with books, but he could still make out Hermione's shadow as she changed. The temptation to turn around was way too much to handle, but he knew if he tunrned around, he's be asking for a fight, and Hermione wouldn't talk to him for a very long time. 'Think ugly thoughts... um, Grandma... ugh... no... that's too ugly... think... um... Quidditch, yeah that's it, Quidditch.' He told himself.
-'All done.' She exclaimed, tearing Ron away from his thoughts. She wore a light gray jogging suite as well, thought hers was very tight across the chest and thighs, which didn't help Ron's case very much.
-'Well, let's get going, pretty girl.' It wasn't the first time that night that he had made an inappropriate comment, but he couldn't help it. He loved the way her eyes went wide from shock and a blush would creep up to her cheeks. He needed to show Hermione that he wanted things the way they were back then, a lot more than just friends.
As they walked into the night's chilly air, Hermione inhaled deeply, trying to get her mind off everything that had happened.
-'So... how are things going with you? you know, since the last time we've met.'
-'Um... Well, a lot has changed Hermione. I've become a pediatrician. I realized how much I loved being with kids after a visit to my aunt's who had given birth to triplets. You have no idea how amazing kids could be. The job's great.'
-'Wow. That's something. I'm amazed you didn't pursue a career in the magical world.'
-'I am too actualy. But as I said, it was just a spur of the moment decicion. I actualy made it before my last year at Hogwarts, but I was afraid if I let anybody know, they would just think I was dumb or something.' He gave a quiet chuckle.
-'No one would ever think that Ron. You're a lot smarter than you give yourself credit for.' She said as she looked at him seriously but turned her gaze away when he looked at her. 'Do you, er, have a, um, female friend?'
-'You mean a girlfriend?'
-'Yeah.' And Ron noticed her cheek going red for the thousandth time that night.
'Nope... none since yo... I mean, none since my Hogwarts days.' He had wanted to tell her that he had never had the feelinngs that he had for her for another girl. They couldn't compete with her. 'I guess I should ask you the same question, though ironically, I already know the answer.' And once again, he had made everything awkward again. She looked like she was about to retaliate, but thought better of it. 'So what do you know about Ginny and the git Malfoy?'
-'Well, to tell you the truth, not much. She started going out with him a week after Harry and I. She had told me that he had been courting her and such before, but she had always said she wouldn't even consider going out with him. But well, once the news about Harry and I got out she just... well, she didn't want to talk to me anymore.'
-'Christ, can you blame her Herm? She's been in love with him ever since she was 11, and then, out of the blue, you just waltz in and snatch him away, right when they were about to get things going.' He said, a lot more bitterly than intended.
-'Yes, I know.' She responded with tears in her eyes. 'I know, Ron. Do you think that a day goes by with me hating myself because of what I've done to her? Do you think I don't blame myself for everything that has happened to her, to Harry, or to myself? God, I do.' She was sobbing now, her tears roaming freely on her cheeks making them look redder than they had been a minute ago. 'If this is what you had in mind for our little walk, I'd really rather go home, Ronald. Because you're just being a constant reminder of how everything's gone horribly wrong.' She said as a really heavy silence lay between them. You could've cut the tension with a knife.
-'I'm sorry, Herm. I didn't mean to upset you, it just... it's been boiling up inside for a long time now... but I'm totaly in the wrong, and that much I know. I'm really sorry, Hermione, I really am.' He put his arm on her tiny shoulder, causing shudders to go up and down her spine. She looked up at him, her hazel eyes shining with tears, took a step closer and flung herself in his arms, burying her face in his chest. This change of attitude caught him off-guard, but after a second of getting over his initial shock, he put his arms around her, placing his chin on her head, stroking her now sleek and staright hair. This moment was heaven for both of them, being in each other's arms, oblivious to the world around them. Time or space had no meaning as long as they were near each other. She brought her face out of his chest, trying to look him straight in the eyes though the top of her head could barely reach his chin.
-'I really am sorry, Ron. Truly I am... I know I ruined everything... for Harry and Gin... and also for myself and...'
-'Shh.. stop, don't appologize. What'd done is done, there is no need to dwell on the past now Hermione.' And he took her in his arms again, although this time, they were both a lot more at ease, both of them thinking how right and at the same time wrong it was for them to be together.
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Once again, sorry it took so long to write. God only knows how busy my schedule is... I have five exams in the next two days... its all, ughh... very overwhelming... but well, if you review more, i'll be more encouraged to write, so keep up da reviewing... tell me wut you think plz.. i know some part of da story dont make sense, but everything will be explained later on ightz?
anyways, g2g now.
Dont forget, tell me wut u think ok? plz review... its like... my life *lol, i know wut ur thinkin, ur thinking dis gurls such a loser, lol*
bye bye now
mesmerizing-words
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Hermione lay awake in her bed, the happenings of the day flashing before her eyes. She had met Ron again. How long had she been waiting for this day. His face kept popping in her mind, smiling that lop-sided smile of his. How she longed to run her fingers through his fiery red hair and caress his freckle-filled face. Sha gave a content sigh, tossing and turning in her huge bed, trying to find a comfortable position. As soon as she closed her eyes, his face appeared once again, which caused her to grin. She had never been this content. Finding Ron was the best thing that had happened to her. Sure, it would be a little hard for her to accept him as just a friend, especially after last year, when she came to the startling conclusion that the only reason she had missed Ron so badly was because she was in love with him. But... somehow they would find a way back towards each other. They would. Just as he had told her, they belonged together. She was glad that he had come to the same conclusion. But she would not let him know that, not just yet anyways. Not until she was sure of his feelings. Did he love her as well? She was hoping against hope that he did. As she was drowning herself in all these thoughts, she heard a small tapping on her window. As she walked towards the source of the noise, she was stunned to find what awaited her. Ron, standing tall, with a boyish gring plastered on his face, in a gray jogging outfit.
-'If I remember correctly, you were usually up for a good late night excursion. I hope that side of you hasn't changed.' Her stomach did a summersault. He had come to see her. HER.
-'Not one bit.' She replied cooly, tilting her head in a manner she hoped was seductive. She was trying so hard not to act as anxious as she felt.
-'Well, then. Am I gonna have to drag that butt of yours down here or are you going to come willingly?'
-'I don't know about this Ron. I mean, it IS pretty late.' She said, wishing that he'd apparate up in her bedroom and get her.
-'Okay, fine then.' He replied and with a loud CRACK, he disappeared. For a second, her stomach sank, thinking that he might've left. Though a second later, he re-appeared in front of her, lost his balance and fell on top of her, both of them laughing.
-'Ow. Shit. That hurt.' She said as she let out a fake hurt groan.
-'Yeah, must've. Good thing you broke my fall.' They both laughed at this. 'Must work on my landings. I always get myself in awkwards situations.'
-'Then why do I get the feeling this was deliberate?' She said looking deep into his eyes. He was still on top of her, though he was controlling his weight on his buffed-up (dats wut me n my friends use to say muscly... iunno if da word actualy exists.) arms.
-'Maybe it was maybe it wasn't. Seeing how I didn't like your tone, you'll never know.' He said and he pushed himself off of her. As he got up, he held out a hand for her to hoist herself up. As she did, she found her face buried in his very muscular torso which resulted in another awkward moment. She gave a nervous laugh, walked back half a step and looked at his adorable face.
-'So this is Hermione at night?' She was wearing a slinky top and short-shorts that looked pretty comfortable but were making Ron fell the exact opposite way. He had trouble swallowing as he gave her another appraising look.
-'And this is Ron in his jogging outfit?' (um... iunno if where u live has dose sport suites... im thinkin bout dose kappa sport suites, u kno, da baggy ones)
-'Yup. You like?' He asked, raising an eyebrow, urging her to answer.
-'If I said I did, would you hold it over my head for all eternity?'
-'I might.'
-'Well... Yes, I very much like the way you look right now. And this best stay between the two of us.' She said, pointing her index finger in a threatening manner.
-'If it means anything, I'm loving the way you look right now.' She knew if she kept gazing into his eyes, she would no longer be able to keep their distance. On that thought, she looked out the window, trying to get a glimpse of the night's velvety blue sky.
-'So what brings you here at such a late hour?' She was, crossing her arms over her chest, wishing that she'd be able to get somewhere with him tonight. Make him say how he truly felt about her. Something to put her mind at ease.
-'The thought of the lovely Hermione Granger, of course.' He said with a kind smile, but his face turned serious as he uttered the next words. 'I just had to see you again. After all, we didn't get the chance to say a proper good-bye.
-'Oh,' was all that she could manage to say, feeling her blood rush over to her face at light's speed, and silently thanking the heavens for the lack of light in her bedroom. 'So what sort of late night excursion did you have in mind?' She asked as she became suddenly aware of his presence in he bedroom. IN HER BEDROOM for crying out loud. She felt her temperature going higher and higher.
-'Just a walk... or something else. Anything that involves us spending time together, really.' He answered as he contemplated her room. It was typical Hermione. One of the walls was covered with books from floor to ceiling. On the other wall stood a very elegant vanity. He couldn't make out the colour of the walls because of othe drakness, but it was a light colour, something approaching white. On the third walll stood a glass door giving access to a walk-in closet, and last but not least, leaning elegantly on the fourth wall, stood something that had peroocupied Ron's mind since the second he had apparated; Hermion's bed.
-'A walk would be okay, I guess.' Hermione said, making Ron snap out of his reveries.
-'Well, are you gonna get dressed or are you gonna parade around London in your pjs?'
-'Oh, I totally forgot. Turn around for a minute or two.' She said, and then seeing the malicious look Ron was giving her, she added 'and no peeking, or else you'll be thrown out on your ass so fast it'll make your head spin. Am I making myself clear?' She still had a smile on her face, but Ron knew that if he peeked, it would not be a laughing matter.
-'Yes, ma'am.' And he turned around, facing the wall covered with books, but he could still make out Hermione's shadow as she changed. The temptation to turn around was way too much to handle, but he knew if he tunrned around, he's be asking for a fight, and Hermione wouldn't talk to him for a very long time. 'Think ugly thoughts... um, Grandma... ugh... no... that's too ugly... think... um... Quidditch, yeah that's it, Quidditch.' He told himself.
-'All done.' She exclaimed, tearing Ron away from his thoughts. She wore a light gray jogging suite as well, thought hers was very tight across the chest and thighs, which didn't help Ron's case very much.
-'Well, let's get going, pretty girl.' It wasn't the first time that night that he had made an inappropriate comment, but he couldn't help it. He loved the way her eyes went wide from shock and a blush would creep up to her cheeks. He needed to show Hermione that he wanted things the way they were back then, a lot more than just friends.
As they walked into the night's chilly air, Hermione inhaled deeply, trying to get her mind off everything that had happened.
-'So... how are things going with you? you know, since the last time we've met.'
-'Um... Well, a lot has changed Hermione. I've become a pediatrician. I realized how much I loved being with kids after a visit to my aunt's who had given birth to triplets. You have no idea how amazing kids could be. The job's great.'
-'Wow. That's something. I'm amazed you didn't pursue a career in the magical world.'
-'I am too actualy. But as I said, it was just a spur of the moment decicion. I actualy made it before my last year at Hogwarts, but I was afraid if I let anybody know, they would just think I was dumb or something.' He gave a quiet chuckle.
-'No one would ever think that Ron. You're a lot smarter than you give yourself credit for.' She said as she looked at him seriously but turned her gaze away when he looked at her. 'Do you, er, have a, um, female friend?'
-'You mean a girlfriend?'
-'Yeah.' And Ron noticed her cheek going red for the thousandth time that night.
'Nope... none since yo... I mean, none since my Hogwarts days.' He had wanted to tell her that he had never had the feelinngs that he had for her for another girl. They couldn't compete with her. 'I guess I should ask you the same question, though ironically, I already know the answer.' And once again, he had made everything awkward again. She looked like she was about to retaliate, but thought better of it. 'So what do you know about Ginny and the git Malfoy?'
-'Well, to tell you the truth, not much. She started going out with him a week after Harry and I. She had told me that he had been courting her and such before, but she had always said she wouldn't even consider going out with him. But well, once the news about Harry and I got out she just... well, she didn't want to talk to me anymore.'
-'Christ, can you blame her Herm? She's been in love with him ever since she was 11, and then, out of the blue, you just waltz in and snatch him away, right when they were about to get things going.' He said, a lot more bitterly than intended.
-'Yes, I know.' She responded with tears in her eyes. 'I know, Ron. Do you think that a day goes by with me hating myself because of what I've done to her? Do you think I don't blame myself for everything that has happened to her, to Harry, or to myself? God, I do.' She was sobbing now, her tears roaming freely on her cheeks making them look redder than they had been a minute ago. 'If this is what you had in mind for our little walk, I'd really rather go home, Ronald. Because you're just being a constant reminder of how everything's gone horribly wrong.' She said as a really heavy silence lay between them. You could've cut the tension with a knife.
-'I'm sorry, Herm. I didn't mean to upset you, it just... it's been boiling up inside for a long time now... but I'm totaly in the wrong, and that much I know. I'm really sorry, Hermione, I really am.' He put his arm on her tiny shoulder, causing shudders to go up and down her spine. She looked up at him, her hazel eyes shining with tears, took a step closer and flung herself in his arms, burying her face in his chest. This change of attitude caught him off-guard, but after a second of getting over his initial shock, he put his arms around her, placing his chin on her head, stroking her now sleek and staright hair. This moment was heaven for both of them, being in each other's arms, oblivious to the world around them. Time or space had no meaning as long as they were near each other. She brought her face out of his chest, trying to look him straight in the eyes though the top of her head could barely reach his chin.
-'I really am sorry, Ron. Truly I am... I know I ruined everything... for Harry and Gin... and also for myself and...'
-'Shh.. stop, don't appologize. What'd done is done, there is no need to dwell on the past now Hermione.' And he took her in his arms again, although this time, they were both a lot more at ease, both of them thinking how right and at the same time wrong it was for them to be together.
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Once again, sorry it took so long to write. God only knows how busy my schedule is... I have five exams in the next two days... its all, ughh... very overwhelming... but well, if you review more, i'll be more encouraged to write, so keep up da reviewing... tell me wut you think plz.. i know some part of da story dont make sense, but everything will be explained later on ightz?
anyways, g2g now.
Dont forget, tell me wut u think ok? plz review... its like... my life *lol, i know wut ur thinkin, ur thinking dis gurls such a loser, lol*
bye bye now
mesmerizing-words