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Ch.2  Ron's Arrival

Monday dragged on as Hermione ran through the house cleaning. She picked out her outfit for the next day, a cute, short denim skirt and a sleeveless, form-fitting , low-v-neck, red halter-top. She straightened her hair and wore some cute pumps. She REALLY hoped that Ron like what he saw. She got the guest room ready for him, then she had nothing else to do but wait. Torturous waiting.

The next day, she had got up at 8 am, something that NEVER happened, and got ready. After she was dressed and had her hair and make-up done, she ran through the house doing last minute checks on everything. Everything had to be PERFECT! Oh, 5 minutes 'til 11. He should be here any minute! Hermione was so anxious!

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"Dad? Dad, c'mon. I'm supposed to be there in 5 minutes.", scolded Ron.

"Aw! Is Ickle Ronnekins excited about spending two weeks with his girlfriend?" teased George.

"She's not my-"

"We saw the letter she wrote you. It's going to be just you two. All alone. For two. Whole. Weeks.", whispered Fred teasingly.

"What?! You went through my mail?" Ron yelled, he was furious. "Dad! Do you got the chimney set up yet?"

"Yeah, Ron. Just finished. Now Ron, I want you to remember everything you can about the mug-"

"Arthur, really. Let the boy just enjoy the rest of the summer with his friends."

Fred and George elbowed each other while looking at Ron and snickering. Ron sent them a look that if it could, it'd kill.  "How could they think of her like that?" he thought, "Not like he stood a chance anyway."

"Hey Ron," Fred broke into his thoughts with a menacing whisper, "Be sure to get plenty of snogging in, okay?"

"Watch it, Fred." Snarled Ron, his ears were brighter than his hair, "Can I go now? IS it ready?"

"Yes  Ron. It's ready. Have fun!" said Mrs. Weasley, giving Ron a big bear hug, "Oh, I'll miss you Ron. Be good. Send an owl when you get there."

"Okay mum. I've gotta go or I'm gonna be late."

"Have fun, Ron!" said Fred and George mimickingly. Ron glared at them, then when his dad went over near the  fireplace and his mum  turned around, he shot them the finger. Then he stepped into the green flames and yelled, "Hermione Granger's." And he was gone.

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Two minutes.  Oh, this last 5 minutes seems to drag on forever.  "C'mon Ron, hurry up." She quietly said to herself. Seconds later, a cloud of soot came shooting through the fireplace., causing Hermione to take a couple steps back. When the soot settled, Ron stood there in the fireplace.

"Ron," Hermione said breathlessly, slowly walking towards him, "How are you?"

"I'm fine, Mione. How are you?"

"Great, n-" she stopped herself, she'd almost said 'now that you're here.'

He stepped out of the fireplace and gave her a hug to say hello. God, he didn't want to let go. Very rarely did he get to hold her and he didn't want it to end. She looked great, much more womanlier than ever, and he was loving that outfit. It'd look better on the floor, he thought. She was definitely more curvy and in all the right places. Plus, she was just flat-out gorgeous. But he couldn't tell her that, she'd laugh at him.  No, she'd never like him. Not like that at least.

~*~

"Damn! He looks good!" she thought as he hugged her. "Don't let go!" she wanted to say, but she didn't want to seem obvious, so she pulled away (to both of their dismay).  He had definitely buffed up over the summer.  And he was wearing a tight, navy blue shirt, which complimented his eyes, to show it. He also had on khaki's and his hair was shorter and spiked in a VERY attractive way. Oooh, she wanted to jump him…he looked so hott! But she had to resist.

"Uh, I'm glad you could come." She said trying not to stare.

"Me too!" he replied, "Dammit Ron, don't sound too excited. She'll see right through you!" he scolded himself silently.

Hermione smiled, again trying not to stare, "Why don't we put your things in the spare room?" she suggested.

"Okay." Ron stalled, "Mione, I was thinking."

"Careful, you don't want to hurt yourself too much." she teased and he laughed briefly.

"Anyways, what if I slept in your room?"

"Oh, okay." she said confused, "I'll sleep in the spare."

"No…I mean you sleep in your room too."  She looked at him with a cocked eyebrow, trying to see if there was something behind this suggestion, she hoped. "I figured we could talk." he added hastily.

"Oh.", she said, but inside she was about to burst with happiness, "Okay."

She led him up to her room, helping him with his trunk. Then the thought hit her, where was he going to sleep? They didn't have any blow-up mattresses or cots, and Hermione only had the one full sized bed. A smile spread over her face that she hid from Ron.

~*~

"Nice bed." Said Ron absently, he immediately started to kick himself silently for saying that.

Hermione blushed, "Thanks."

"Did she just blush? No, it's just the lighting.", he thought. Man, what he wouldn't give to lay down and hold her all night. But that wouldn't be happening anytime soon.

"Mione?"

"Yeah?", she loved it when he called her that, and he was the only one who did.

"Quick thought. Where will I sleep?"

"Oh, right. Well…crap.", she said stalling, she had already solved this problem in her head, " We don't have any cots or anything, so…um… you'll probably sleep in my bed."

"With you?", he asked, this was what he had hoped for and he eagerly wanted to jump in.

" It's a full-sized bed, Ron. Big enough for 2 or 3 people.", she couldn't help but feel hurt. It was HIS idea for them to be in the same room in the first place.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to sound offensive.", he offered, catching the note of hurt in her voice, "It's fine with me."

"I wouldn't have suggested it if it wasn't." Was it just her or did his ears just go red? "It's just the lighting." "Sorry I snapped at you."

"It's okay. So…when's lunch?"