Chap 4: the truth comes out
"Ok Ron, now tell me what just COULDN'T wait until later."Hermione said, tantalizingly leaning over just a bit.
Ron, who was now even more flustered, started stuttering, and said, "W-W- Well Hermione, y-you know how you came into the G-G-Great Hall all dressed like that? Well, it kinda gave me a sign, that I should do something that I've tried to put off ever since I saw you."
"Ok Ron, but tell me, what is this thing that you are going to `do`?" Hermione breathily whispered leaning in towards Ron's face ever so slightly.
"Well, Hermione, I, um-" Ron could not finish his sentence, having been cut off by a rather "forward" 4th year, who just happened at that exact moment to "accidentally" fall on Hermione, grabbed her chest then run off.
"Get off me, you stupid asshole!" Hermione yelled, slapping the hormonally- altered boy before he con run away. "I'm sorry, Ron, could we finish this conversation at another time? I have some business to attend to." she finished, making a move for the door that the boy had just fled out of.
Ron could not wait any longer. He stood up, walked over to Hermione, then grabbed her by the shirt (now slightly torn) and pushed his mouth forcefully onto hers. Hermione was just so shocked she couldn't move, as if she were frozen to the spot. "This wasn't the way it was supposed to be!", she thought to herself, lost in the moment, "I'm supposed to the one who makes a move on him, leaving HIM glued to the spot.. besides, this dude has got a serious case of halitosis."
Ron, however, had his mind on other things. He had originally placed his hands around her waist, but they currently were moving north.His tongue and hers were in a duel, a duel that none could lose. He was so wrapped up in her, that he totally forgot where they were (or even that someone was watching them.). He lost track of both time in space (class had started about what, 10 minutes ago?)"Damn shampoo, too damn intoxicating"
Hermione then slowly pulled away from him.
"Well, that was, um, interesting.", Hermione said, flustered, taking a step back from him, trying to acted calm and collected.
"Well, I guess now you know how I feel.", Ron whispered
"I got-to-go-class-now-late-oh-shit-Professor-Snape-is-gonna-kill-me-never- doing-that-again.BYE!" Hermione said rather quickly, even more flustered then before, running towards the door, stumbling, getting back up, trying to regain sexiness, then leaving.
"Well this certainly sucks, our first lip-lock and she's desperately trying to get away from me afterwards.am I that bad of a kisser?" he thought out loud.
"Nah, you're not that bad, I should know." said a mysterious voice coming from behind.
Ron whipped his head around, only to come face-to-face with his GIRLFRIEND (i.e. FUCK buddy), Lavender.
"Lav, I'm so, so, sorry.I didn't mean-I mean, I didn't know-I just."
"Just what? Decided to give the Gryffindor ho a try? Jeez, always thinking with the small head, aren't you?"
"Lav, I'm so, so sorry.please, let me explain"
"Don't ever call me `Lav` again, or better yet, don't ever talk to me again, k? You, know, for a second there I thought that you loved me.", Lavender said, trying to hide that tears that were starting to form, "but I guess it was a lie, no? I mean, as soon as you got me in bed and Hermione started dressing like a freakin' prostitute, there was no point to continue using me, was there? I thought I was enough to satisfy you; all those moans were for me, right? Or were you just picturing Hermione in your head the entire time?", Lavender then stomped out of the room, leaving Ron totally alone to wallow in his agony.
Ron picked up the books he had left on one of the chairs, then slowly walked towards the door, knowing that he had just made a HUGE mistake.
(A/N): Well, interesting chappie, no? I promise to make it funnier next time, k? Hope you guys liked it, I have been suffering from Writer's block, and my teachers are all bitches, so I have had no time to update. SORRY! But I'm sure it wont take me so long for me to write the next one, b/c I KNOW all of you are going to review my story, many times over, so I will feel more compelled to update sooner. And I promise to explain the whole sock-monkey-named-George-thing will be explained in an upcoming chapter. R&R, please! Pyce! -naughty-chipmunk
"Ok Ron, now tell me what just COULDN'T wait until later."Hermione said, tantalizingly leaning over just a bit.
Ron, who was now even more flustered, started stuttering, and said, "W-W- Well Hermione, y-you know how you came into the G-G-Great Hall all dressed like that? Well, it kinda gave me a sign, that I should do something that I've tried to put off ever since I saw you."
"Ok Ron, but tell me, what is this thing that you are going to `do`?" Hermione breathily whispered leaning in towards Ron's face ever so slightly.
"Well, Hermione, I, um-" Ron could not finish his sentence, having been cut off by a rather "forward" 4th year, who just happened at that exact moment to "accidentally" fall on Hermione, grabbed her chest then run off.
"Get off me, you stupid asshole!" Hermione yelled, slapping the hormonally- altered boy before he con run away. "I'm sorry, Ron, could we finish this conversation at another time? I have some business to attend to." she finished, making a move for the door that the boy had just fled out of.
Ron could not wait any longer. He stood up, walked over to Hermione, then grabbed her by the shirt (now slightly torn) and pushed his mouth forcefully onto hers. Hermione was just so shocked she couldn't move, as if she were frozen to the spot. "This wasn't the way it was supposed to be!", she thought to herself, lost in the moment, "I'm supposed to the one who makes a move on him, leaving HIM glued to the spot.. besides, this dude has got a serious case of halitosis."
Ron, however, had his mind on other things. He had originally placed his hands around her waist, but they currently were moving north.His tongue and hers were in a duel, a duel that none could lose. He was so wrapped up in her, that he totally forgot where they were (or even that someone was watching them.). He lost track of both time in space (class had started about what, 10 minutes ago?)"Damn shampoo, too damn intoxicating"
Hermione then slowly pulled away from him.
"Well, that was, um, interesting.", Hermione said, flustered, taking a step back from him, trying to acted calm and collected.
"Well, I guess now you know how I feel.", Ron whispered
"I got-to-go-class-now-late-oh-shit-Professor-Snape-is-gonna-kill-me-never- doing-that-again.BYE!" Hermione said rather quickly, even more flustered then before, running towards the door, stumbling, getting back up, trying to regain sexiness, then leaving.
"Well this certainly sucks, our first lip-lock and she's desperately trying to get away from me afterwards.am I that bad of a kisser?" he thought out loud.
"Nah, you're not that bad, I should know." said a mysterious voice coming from behind.
Ron whipped his head around, only to come face-to-face with his GIRLFRIEND (i.e. FUCK buddy), Lavender.
"Lav, I'm so, so, sorry.I didn't mean-I mean, I didn't know-I just."
"Just what? Decided to give the Gryffindor ho a try? Jeez, always thinking with the small head, aren't you?"
"Lav, I'm so, so sorry.please, let me explain"
"Don't ever call me `Lav` again, or better yet, don't ever talk to me again, k? You, know, for a second there I thought that you loved me.", Lavender said, trying to hide that tears that were starting to form, "but I guess it was a lie, no? I mean, as soon as you got me in bed and Hermione started dressing like a freakin' prostitute, there was no point to continue using me, was there? I thought I was enough to satisfy you; all those moans were for me, right? Or were you just picturing Hermione in your head the entire time?", Lavender then stomped out of the room, leaving Ron totally alone to wallow in his agony.
Ron picked up the books he had left on one of the chairs, then slowly walked towards the door, knowing that he had just made a HUGE mistake.
(A/N): Well, interesting chappie, no? I promise to make it funnier next time, k? Hope you guys liked it, I have been suffering from Writer's block, and my teachers are all bitches, so I have had no time to update. SORRY! But I'm sure it wont take me so long for me to write the next one, b/c I KNOW all of you are going to review my story, many times over, so I will feel more compelled to update sooner. And I promise to explain the whole sock-monkey-named-George-thing will be explained in an upcoming chapter. R&R, please! Pyce! -naughty-chipmunk