Ron had just woken up. He remembered it was the first day of the summer.
"Thank goodness," he mummbled, "No more essays, no more books to read, and no more POTIONS(thats not a typo) homework."
The bad thing was he couldn't see Hermione. He had had a crush on her ever since he first laid eyes on her. She was so beautiful and smart! But he never had the courage to tell her how he felt.
He slowly got dressed and walked out of his room. He was just about to walk down the stairs when he saw her sitting on the couch. Hermione was here! But why?
"Hermione, what are you doing here?" he asked.
" Oh, hello Ron. How are you?" she replied. She was wearing a short, genes skirt and a black spagetti strap top. Her hair was strait, for once, and she had a small amount of make-up on.
"G..g..good," he stuttered, " Why are you here?"
" Your mom said I could stay for a while because my parents are in Tibet cleaning poor childrens teeth." she explained.
Ron stumbled down the stairs and walked into the kitchen. His mom had made breakfast and he was hungry.
" Hey mum." he said giving her a kiss on the cheek.
" Good morning Ronald." she said.
" Whats for breakfast?" he asked.
" Pancakes luv." she replied.
" Yum, Im starving." he said. He sat down and piled his plate full of pancakes, eggs and bacon. Hermione sat down across from him and did the same.
All of a sudden they heard a pounding footsteps up stairs. Ginny came running into the kitchen crying.
" Fred and George tried to put a spell on me mum!" she yelled.
" Again?" said Mrs. Weasly.
Fred and George came running into the kitchen after her.
"Whatever she said isnt true!" said George.
"Yeah, shes making it up!" added Fred.
" You boys are in so much trouble!" said Mrs Weasly.
They were interupted by a green flame in the fireplace. Harry stepped out and dusted himself off. Ron looked over at Ginny. She had stopped crying but was starring at Harry. Then she ralized that she was still in her P.J.'s. She quickly ran past Harry and up the stairs.
"Hello everyone." said Harry.
" Hi Harry." said Hermione.
" Hey." said Ron with his mouth fool of food.
" Mione, What are you doing here?" said Harry.
" My parents are in Tibet helping underprivlaged children," she said, " and Mrs. Weasly said I could stay here."
"Oh thats great!" said Harry.
He sat down next to Ron. Ginny had come back downstairs, dressed and clean, and sat down next to Hermione. She didnt bother to eat but just kept starring at Harry.
Hermione had finished her breakfast and wispered something into Ginny's ear. She giggled and they both ran upstairs to her room.
" Hello Harry." said Mrs. Weasly, " How are you?"
" Im fine. I just wanted to ask you if I could stay here for a while because my Uncle is having a fit back home." he said.
"Of course you can stay here!" she replied, " You can stay in Ronalds room if you like."
"Thanks." said Harry, " but only if Ron is ok with that."
"Sure." said Ron. He was finished with his breakfast and was about to leave the kitchen when Fred put a spell on his glass of orange juice and it started to float.
" Put that down!" yelled Mrs. Weasly.
George grabbed the glass and set it on the table.
"Hey Harry," said Ron, " you wanna go upstairs? We can set up the extra bed."
"Sure. lets go." said Harry.
* sorry its so short but this is my first fanfic. i hope you liked it! please review!
"Thank goodness," he mummbled, "No more essays, no more books to read, and no more POTIONS(thats not a typo) homework."
The bad thing was he couldn't see Hermione. He had had a crush on her ever since he first laid eyes on her. She was so beautiful and smart! But he never had the courage to tell her how he felt.
He slowly got dressed and walked out of his room. He was just about to walk down the stairs when he saw her sitting on the couch. Hermione was here! But why?
"Hermione, what are you doing here?" he asked.
" Oh, hello Ron. How are you?" she replied. She was wearing a short, genes skirt and a black spagetti strap top. Her hair was strait, for once, and she had a small amount of make-up on.
"G..g..good," he stuttered, " Why are you here?"
" Your mom said I could stay for a while because my parents are in Tibet cleaning poor childrens teeth." she explained.
Ron stumbled down the stairs and walked into the kitchen. His mom had made breakfast and he was hungry.
" Hey mum." he said giving her a kiss on the cheek.
" Good morning Ronald." she said.
" Whats for breakfast?" he asked.
" Pancakes luv." she replied.
" Yum, Im starving." he said. He sat down and piled his plate full of pancakes, eggs and bacon. Hermione sat down across from him and did the same.
All of a sudden they heard a pounding footsteps up stairs. Ginny came running into the kitchen crying.
" Fred and George tried to put a spell on me mum!" she yelled.
" Again?" said Mrs. Weasly.
Fred and George came running into the kitchen after her.
"Whatever she said isnt true!" said George.
"Yeah, shes making it up!" added Fred.
" You boys are in so much trouble!" said Mrs Weasly.
They were interupted by a green flame in the fireplace. Harry stepped out and dusted himself off. Ron looked over at Ginny. She had stopped crying but was starring at Harry. Then she ralized that she was still in her P.J.'s. She quickly ran past Harry and up the stairs.
"Hello everyone." said Harry.
" Hi Harry." said Hermione.
" Hey." said Ron with his mouth fool of food.
" Mione, What are you doing here?" said Harry.
" My parents are in Tibet helping underprivlaged children," she said, " and Mrs. Weasly said I could stay here."
"Oh thats great!" said Harry.
He sat down next to Ron. Ginny had come back downstairs, dressed and clean, and sat down next to Hermione. She didnt bother to eat but just kept starring at Harry.
Hermione had finished her breakfast and wispered something into Ginny's ear. She giggled and they both ran upstairs to her room.
" Hello Harry." said Mrs. Weasly, " How are you?"
" Im fine. I just wanted to ask you if I could stay here for a while because my Uncle is having a fit back home." he said.
"Of course you can stay here!" she replied, " You can stay in Ronalds room if you like."
"Thanks." said Harry, " but only if Ron is ok with that."
"Sure." said Ron. He was finished with his breakfast and was about to leave the kitchen when Fred put a spell on his glass of orange juice and it started to float.
" Put that down!" yelled Mrs. Weasly.
George grabbed the glass and set it on the table.
"Hey Harry," said Ron, " you wanna go upstairs? We can set up the extra bed."
"Sure. lets go." said Harry.
* sorry its so short but this is my first fanfic. i hope you liked it! please review!