It Happened In Detention
This story is about detention and what happens when Ron and
Hermione are left alone together to act on their feelings...
Ron, Harry and Hermione were in the potions lab one day messing
about after class. They had the rest of the afternoon off
because the teachers needed to discuss the situation concerning
the Dark Lord.
Anyway, they were feeling particularly brave and decided to
"play with fire" as it were and mess around with Snape's
potions. Normally they would have realised that it was lethal
to even LOOK into the potion masters lab without his knowledge
of it, but then again they normally had their intelligence
about them (especially Hermione)! But on this particular
occasion they regrettably didn't.
In the class beforehand, Potions, they had made a potion to
deprive the drinker of their intelligence (a potion which when
tested on Crabbe or Goyle could prove very hard to determine
whether it had worked or not, as they have no intelligence
anyway). Snape had insisted that everyone in the class drink it
just to make sure that they had all worked out correctly. By
the end of the class the potion had worn off on most people
except for poor unfortunate Harry and his companions. So while
everyone was either outside or in their common rooms the three
companions were in the potions lab messing about with Snape's
substances. While they were rearranging the labels on the vials
and mixing wolfsbane and gilliweed they heard a noise outside
in the corridor.
Suddenly the effects of the potion wore off and Harry was the
first to become aware of the fact that there was someone coming
towards the potions lab. The other two immediately snapped out
of it as well. Harry was the quickest and jumped out of an open
window, onto the grounds and ran towards the lake, thinking
that Ron and Hermione were behind him. But they had not been so
quick and just as Ron was about to climb out of the window, the
door burst open and there stood Snape, eyes glaring with rage
but a huge sneer was fixed on his sallow face which clearly
showed that he'd been waiting for an opportunity like this ever
since the three teenagers came to Hogwarts. But when Snape saw
that it was just Ron and Hermione ,and not Harry, his sneer
faded instantly.
"Where's Potter?" he commanded.
Out of the three troublesome Gryffindors, Harry was the one
Snape most wanted to catch, and he was furious that the young
wizard had once again slipped out of his grasp.
"Where's Potter?" he barked a little more forcefully this time.
Hermione and Ron both wanting to protect their friend, shook
their heads and Ron said in what he hoped was an innocent voice
"I don't have a clue, Sir".
Snape's eyes were blazing and he pierced Ron with a stare so
foreboding that even the very cheeky Fred or George Weasley
wouldn't have dared look him in the eye!
"I know he's here Weasley!' barked Snape. "Wherever he goes you
go and vice versa." Then Snape paused and a slow, evil grin
formed on his horrible face. "Unless of course you and Miss
Granger DELIBARATELY went off alone without him." Snape grinned
wickedly and his eyes flashed when he saw Ron's ears go redder
than a beetroot, sunset and tomato all mixed together.
"If that's the case then I will have to see about removing
those Prefect badges from your personage". He stopped to watch
the effects this remark had on the two sixth years. Hermione
had her back turned to Snape at this stage because she was so
red with mortification. Ron, however, was beyond that. He was
struggling very hard to hold his tongue. Snape smiled
maliciously at this and then slyly added "you wouldn't want
people to think that you're uncontrollable now, would you?"
At this Ron exploded! He cursed and swore so much that Snape
bellowed, "Right Weasley. That does it! Fifty points from
Gryffindor for that use of foul language in my presence
COMPLETELY unprovoked! Detention for both you and Miss Granger,
and think yourself lucky that the Headmaster is not allowing
students to leave the school for any reason not concerning
their families or else you would already be on the Hogwarts
Express back home. Now go before I decide to double your
detention".
These words barely left his lips when Ron and Hermione both
shot past the angry Potions Master and ran down the corridor.
****************************************************************
*****
"What happened to you two?" Harry asked at dinner.
"Snape caught us before we could jump out the window", Hermione
said exhaustedly.
"Yeah. Stupid git!"
"RON!"
"Well that's what he is Hermione! Geez I thought you'd know by
now."
"Well. Yes. O.K. I'll admit I don't like him but still you
shouldn't use such strong language against a teacher."
"Oh shut up Hermione."
"No I will not shut up Ronald Weasley and you're not going to
make me. You have no respect at all for any of the teachers and
it's your fault we got detention and not to mention your
swearing cost Gryffindor fifty points!"
"MY FAULT?!!" Ron bellowed.
"Yes. YOUR FAULT! If you hadn't been so slow and gotten out of
that window fast enough we wouldn't have been caught!"
"Weh...I...AAARGH!!" Ron stormed out of the Great Hall in a
rage that was portrayed by the colour of his face which just
happened to match the colour of his flaming red hair. Harry
stared after him for a few seconds and then turned to find that
Hermione had gone.
Great he thought. Those two are always fighting. He got up
from the table and made towards the Gryffindor common room.
***************************************************
When Harry got to the common room he found Ron and Hermione
having another blazing row, but not about the hated professor.
"He's a great stupid oaf Hermione. I don't know why you like
him." Ron's face was livid but it was nothing compared to
Hermione's. She looked ready to kill Ron.
"He is NOT a stupid oaf Ron!" she exclaimed angrily. "He's
really nice and a gentlemen and he is actually quite clever. So
there!"
Ron was more outraged at this statement than Harry had ever
seen him before. "HERMIONE!!!" he roared. "You're consorting
with the enemy! The git was against Harry!"
Hermione was near tears at this stage. "Ron", she wailed.
"Viktor is not a git! And if I recall correctly you asked Fleur
Delacour to the Yule ball. She was a champion against Harry as
well."
When Hermione said this Ron slightly changed colour and for a
moment was at a loss for words. It's true. He did ask Fleur to
the ball two years ago but she said no. Why did Hermione have
to bring it up. They never actually went together. But then Ron
shouted, "Don't change the subject. That stupid eejit Krummy
was.."
"STOP IT RON!!!" Tears were pouring down Hermione's now pale
cheeks. "His name is Victor Krum and he's not the eejit Ron,
you are and I don't know why I'm even friends with you".
Hermione ran up the girls' staircase as fast as she could,
crying all the time. When she got to her dormitory she flopped
down on the bed and cried for so long that by the time the rest
of the girls came upstairs Hermione was puffy-eyed.
******************************************
"What was that all about Ron?" inquired Harry. But Ron just
stood there ashen faced. He was thinking about what Hermione
had just said "... he's not the eejit Ron, you are and I don't
know why I'm even friends with you! "
This had cut deep into him. Does she really hate me that much?
But then Ron became angry with Hermione.
Harry asked again, "Ron, what the hell were you two fighting
about?"
Ron jerked back to life. "What Harry?" he asked.
"What were you fighting about?"
"Hermione got another present from her boyfriend in bloody
Bulgaria."
Harry sighed. I should have known, he thought.
Ron said, "I've got to do detention with her and everything."
Harry had forgotten that Ron and Hermione had detention and,
wanting to steer clear of the subject of the fight, he asked,
"Oh yeah. What do you have to do?"
Ron instantly started ranting about Snape. "He's a slimy git
Harry. Guess what he's making us do. We have to..." Ron lowered
his voice and made sure no one was listening. "We have to sort
out his wardrobe and then tidy his office and to top it all
off..." But before Ron could finish stating what his punishment
was Harry burst out laughing. "WAHAHAHAHA!! You have to be his
cleaning maids."
He burst out laughing again. Ron looked like he was fighting
the urge to kick Harry.
"It's not funny Harry. We also have to do all this under the
effects of one of his potions", said Ron seriously.
At this Harry stopped laughing. Snape was bound to give them a
potion to make it extremely difficult. Suddenly the clock
struck and Ron ran out of the portrait hole screaming that he
was late for detention. Hermione quickly came downstairs when
she heard his screams and followed him. Harry got up from his
chair and went to his dormitory feeling sorry for both Ron and
Hermione but then burst out laughing at the thought of them
cleaning Snape's office like his maids. With this happy thought
in his head he changed into his pyjamas and fell asleep,
laughing.
**************************************************************
Ron and Hermione raced down the corridor side by side glaring
at each other angrily. They were both still mad at each other
over the fight and the only thing that stopped them from having
another fight then and there was the fact that they were late
for detention.
When they reached Snape's office the door was open and they
squeezed through the doorframe at the same time and both
collapsed on the floor. Hermione fell on her back and Ron
landed right on top of her, face down. If he had seen Snape's
malicious face looking down on him, Ron wouldn't have sworn as
loudly as he did. In fact he wouldn't have sworn at all.
"WEASLEY!!" Snape was furious.
Ron jumped of Hermione so fast that he accidently stepped on
her hand.
"Oh Hermione. I'm sor." Ron was about to apologise when he
remembered their fight and decided against it. Hermione quickly
scrambled off the floor.
"I'm sorry we're late Profess."
Snape interrupted her. "Shut up Granger. Weasley, your language
and punctuality has obviously unimproved since this morning so
I have decided to double your punishment. You will not only
tidy my office and clean my wardrobe with the burden of one of
my potions."
Like slaves thought Ron.
"But you will also look through all three hundred and seventy
-seven volumes of potions in my office and write a summary on
each."
Snape's eyes sparkled evily and a smile began to creep upon his
horrible pale face as he saw Ron's face first change from pink
to red to maroon back to red again. Ron was holding his breath,
trying extremely hard not to swear but it was excruciatingly
difficult. He also had to remind himself that the Cruciatus
Curse was illegal although it was very tempting.
"You will do all this under a Messious potion which makes the
drinker naturally messy and they have to use all their will
power to tidy up a room."
It was Hermione's turn to bite back her tongue. How could he be
that cruel, she thought.
Snape then handed them both a glass each and poured a pink
liquid into them. He watched with great pleasure as Hermione
and Ron forced down the disgustingly sweet liquid. Even Ron,
who loved sweets, found it disgusting!
"Well I'll leave you to it then Weasley. Granger," Snape said
as he walked out the door. "Oh, by the way, I'm putting a
restraining charm on the door which can only be removed by the
person who cast the spell so you will remain in here for the
entire.hour!" With that Snape shut the door and sneered evily.
"AN HOUR!!!!" Ron was seething. "The BLOODY F***ING GIT!"
"RON!!!" Hermione was appalled by his language.
"Hermione", Ron roared. "He's giving us an hour to do all this
which is what it would normally take to do but NOT under the
effects of a potion which you have to use willpower against in
order to do something you don't want to do in the first place!"
Ron said all this very fast and Hermione couldn't see his ears
because they looked a part of his hair.
"Well then. We'd better get started then shouldn't we,"
Hermione snapped.
Ron was about to argue with her but decided against it. Instead
he started to tidy Snape's office as fast as he could which
was.SUPERFAST!!!
Faster than he would have done without the potion.
This potion is messed up, he thought. Woohoo! It must have gone
off!
Ron was extremely happy and in half an hour he had the office
so neat and tidy you'd swear that Mrs Weasley had done it and
not her son. Sorting out Snape's wardrobe however, although
done very quickly, was just plain torture! It took Ron fifteen
minutes to do that and there was a strong smell of brandy and
urine coming from Snape's clothes.
"Eeeww. Hasn't Snape heard of bathing?"
A snort came from the other side of the room where Hermione was
at Ron's remark. Ron chuckled himself at the thought of the
greasy-haired Potions Master taking time to look after his
personal hygiene.
On the other side of the room Hermione was just finishing off
the last of her summaries of the potion volumes. She had read
most of these volumes already anyway as they used to be in the
library.
Both Ron and Hermione finished their jobs in forty-five minutes
giving them fifteen minutes to spare. There was a horrible
silence for a good few seconds. Then Ron suddenly remembered
their fight earlier and how he felt about what Hermione had
last said to him. He mused over it for a few more seconds and
then finally voiced his thoughts.
"Do you really hate me that much?" he asked bitterly.
"What?" Hermione was confused.
"Our fight earlier on", he answered. "You said that I was the
eejit and you don't know why you're even friends with me." Ron
became angry again as he said this but his anger subsided when
he saw Hermione quivering. Silent tears ran down her cheeks.
"Oh Ron", she cried and burst into tears. "I didn't mean it. I
was just mad at what you'd said about Viktor. But there's
nothing going on between us, Ron. We're just friends." Hermione
put her face in her hands and sat down on one of the desks. Ron
walked over to her and sat beside her.
"I'm sorry Hermione", he said softly. "I am a right eejit. I
shouldn't have gotten so thick with you."
Hermione stopped crying but tears were still silently rolling
down her face. She looked at Ron and, to his surprise she said
"You're not an eejit Ron."
"Yes I am", he said slightly taken-a-back.
"No you're not", Hermione stated firmly. "I just said that
because I was mad at you, but I don't think you're an eejit at
all!"
"Really?" Ron asked, cheering up a bit.
"Well sometimes you can be a right git but most of the time
you're alright." Actually a bit more than alright thought
Hermione. Should I tell him how I feel about him? Wait! What am
I thinking? He's your friend Granger. FRIEND!!!
"You're alright too", Ron said. Oh no! I've practically just
gone and told her that I fancy the crap out of her!
Hermione blushed at Ron's statement and her heart skipped a
beat. He doesn't.he doesn't feel the same way does he?
She looked at him and suddenly noticed how tall he had gotten
over the summer. But not too tall she noted. She wanted so much
just to reach up and stroke his flaming red hair and kiss his
thin lips but she didn't have the courage to do it. Besides how
do I know he feels the same way about me? It's probably just
wishful thinking. Although he is looking at me kind of
strangely!
Ron was at that moment staring at Hermione with longing in his
eyes. God she's beautiful he thought. He wanted to just stare
at her face and gaze into her soft brown eyes and run his
fingers through her thick bushy hair. But most of all Ron
wanted to taste her soft tempting lips.
At the thought of this Ron blushed and he turned his head away
from Hermione hoping against hope that she hadn't noticed . He
looked at his watch. 02.55. Snape would be back in five
minutes.
Hermione stood up and began pacing up and down. I wish he would
just kiss me if he feels the way I think he feels.
Ron looked up from his watch and saw her pacing around the
room.
He hesitated. What if I make a fool of myself? What if she
really doesn't like me that way and slaps me the way she
slapped Malfoy?
Hermione sensed his hesitation and disappointment and sadness
replaced the hopeful look that was in her eyes. Ron looked up
at her and caught the look in her eyes. Those gorgeous ,
creamy, chocolate, brown eyes. Full of sadness and
disappointment. Caused by.him?
"Oh bloody hell", he said and walked straight towards Hermione
and took her face in his hands. He held it for a few seconds
before kissing her gently on those luscious pink lips of hers.
He rubbed his finger against her cheek and felt how smooth and
soft her skin was.
This is better than anything in the world. I hope Snape doesn't
come back yet.
Hermione felt her heart beating rapidly as Ron kissed her. He
was so gentle and his lips tasted so sweet. She hoped they
would never leave her mouth.
I can't believe it! It's amazing! He's such a good kisser!
But at that moment they heard footsteps coming down the
corridor and they very quickly pulled apart. A few seconds
later Snape appeared a smirk fixed on his ugly unwashed face.
But it instantly faded (the smirk not the face, unfortunately)
and became a look of extreme disappointment and shock. He
expected the office to be the way he had left it but no!
Everything was stacked away tidily and the summaries were in a
neat pile on his desk.
"Wha.how did you." Snape tried to speak but was too stunned for
words. He was so stunned, in fact, that he didn't stop the two
teenagers from walking out of the room. They ran all the way
back to the common room laughing their heads off at the look on
his face.
********************************************************
Snape suddenly came to his senses and realised that Ron and
Hermione were gone.
"How on earth did they do."
Snape stopped. He suddenly knew the answer to his question. He
yelled out loud with rage. He hadn't given them a potion to
make them messy. He had given them an AIDING POTION which
HELPED them!! He had mistaken the vials! He threw the vial
roughly into the potions cupboard and stormed out of his
office, cursing the two Gryffindor sixth years.
****************************************************************
********
In the common room Hermione told Ron that she had seen the vial
on the Potion Master's desk.
"I must remember to thank Snape tomorrow", Ron laughed. Both of
them burst out laughing at this. But then they were instantly
silent, both having remembered their kiss. Ron longed so much
to reach out and kiss Hermione again and this time never stop.
He glanced at her and there was such a pleading look in her
eyes that he couldn't resist. He closed the gap between them
and breathed in the sweet smell of pineapple in her hair before
placing his lips on hers and pressing against them gently. He
kissed her so tenderly that Hermione felt like she was in a
dream.
How does he do it? How does he make me feel like this? she
thought.
She put her arms around his neck and stroked his silky red hair
gently with her fingers. Ron slowly slid his hands down her
body until he reached her waist, then he drew her tight against
him. He then began to kiss her more passionately and Hermione
moved her hands quickly through his hair in response. Her pulse
quickened as Ron rubbed his hands up and down her back.
This is too good to be true, he thought. I'm in Heaven. I must
be. I never want to stop. NEVER!
Hermione was the same. She didn't want him to stop either. I
NEVER want him to stop. I'll kill him if he stops!
Ron only broke away to gaze into Hermione's breathtaking eyes
for a few seconds. Then he drew her close to him again and
kissed her so softly that Hermione felt a warm tingle on her
lips. Neither of them wanted it to end!
A.N. So let's keep it that way!
This story is about detention and what happens when Ron and
Hermione are left alone together to act on their feelings...
Ron, Harry and Hermione were in the potions lab one day messing
about after class. They had the rest of the afternoon off
because the teachers needed to discuss the situation concerning
the Dark Lord.
Anyway, they were feeling particularly brave and decided to
"play with fire" as it were and mess around with Snape's
potions. Normally they would have realised that it was lethal
to even LOOK into the potion masters lab without his knowledge
of it, but then again they normally had their intelligence
about them (especially Hermione)! But on this particular
occasion they regrettably didn't.
In the class beforehand, Potions, they had made a potion to
deprive the drinker of their intelligence (a potion which when
tested on Crabbe or Goyle could prove very hard to determine
whether it had worked or not, as they have no intelligence
anyway). Snape had insisted that everyone in the class drink it
just to make sure that they had all worked out correctly. By
the end of the class the potion had worn off on most people
except for poor unfortunate Harry and his companions. So while
everyone was either outside or in their common rooms the three
companions were in the potions lab messing about with Snape's
substances. While they were rearranging the labels on the vials
and mixing wolfsbane and gilliweed they heard a noise outside
in the corridor.
Suddenly the effects of the potion wore off and Harry was the
first to become aware of the fact that there was someone coming
towards the potions lab. The other two immediately snapped out
of it as well. Harry was the quickest and jumped out of an open
window, onto the grounds and ran towards the lake, thinking
that Ron and Hermione were behind him. But they had not been so
quick and just as Ron was about to climb out of the window, the
door burst open and there stood Snape, eyes glaring with rage
but a huge sneer was fixed on his sallow face which clearly
showed that he'd been waiting for an opportunity like this ever
since the three teenagers came to Hogwarts. But when Snape saw
that it was just Ron and Hermione ,and not Harry, his sneer
faded instantly.
"Where's Potter?" he commanded.
Out of the three troublesome Gryffindors, Harry was the one
Snape most wanted to catch, and he was furious that the young
wizard had once again slipped out of his grasp.
"Where's Potter?" he barked a little more forcefully this time.
Hermione and Ron both wanting to protect their friend, shook
their heads and Ron said in what he hoped was an innocent voice
"I don't have a clue, Sir".
Snape's eyes were blazing and he pierced Ron with a stare so
foreboding that even the very cheeky Fred or George Weasley
wouldn't have dared look him in the eye!
"I know he's here Weasley!' barked Snape. "Wherever he goes you
go and vice versa." Then Snape paused and a slow, evil grin
formed on his horrible face. "Unless of course you and Miss
Granger DELIBARATELY went off alone without him." Snape grinned
wickedly and his eyes flashed when he saw Ron's ears go redder
than a beetroot, sunset and tomato all mixed together.
"If that's the case then I will have to see about removing
those Prefect badges from your personage". He stopped to watch
the effects this remark had on the two sixth years. Hermione
had her back turned to Snape at this stage because she was so
red with mortification. Ron, however, was beyond that. He was
struggling very hard to hold his tongue. Snape smiled
maliciously at this and then slyly added "you wouldn't want
people to think that you're uncontrollable now, would you?"
At this Ron exploded! He cursed and swore so much that Snape
bellowed, "Right Weasley. That does it! Fifty points from
Gryffindor for that use of foul language in my presence
COMPLETELY unprovoked! Detention for both you and Miss Granger,
and think yourself lucky that the Headmaster is not allowing
students to leave the school for any reason not concerning
their families or else you would already be on the Hogwarts
Express back home. Now go before I decide to double your
detention".
These words barely left his lips when Ron and Hermione both
shot past the angry Potions Master and ran down the corridor.
****************************************************************
*****
"What happened to you two?" Harry asked at dinner.
"Snape caught us before we could jump out the window", Hermione
said exhaustedly.
"Yeah. Stupid git!"
"RON!"
"Well that's what he is Hermione! Geez I thought you'd know by
now."
"Well. Yes. O.K. I'll admit I don't like him but still you
shouldn't use such strong language against a teacher."
"Oh shut up Hermione."
"No I will not shut up Ronald Weasley and you're not going to
make me. You have no respect at all for any of the teachers and
it's your fault we got detention and not to mention your
swearing cost Gryffindor fifty points!"
"MY FAULT?!!" Ron bellowed.
"Yes. YOUR FAULT! If you hadn't been so slow and gotten out of
that window fast enough we wouldn't have been caught!"
"Weh...I...AAARGH!!" Ron stormed out of the Great Hall in a
rage that was portrayed by the colour of his face which just
happened to match the colour of his flaming red hair. Harry
stared after him for a few seconds and then turned to find that
Hermione had gone.
Great he thought. Those two are always fighting. He got up
from the table and made towards the Gryffindor common room.
***************************************************
When Harry got to the common room he found Ron and Hermione
having another blazing row, but not about the hated professor.
"He's a great stupid oaf Hermione. I don't know why you like
him." Ron's face was livid but it was nothing compared to
Hermione's. She looked ready to kill Ron.
"He is NOT a stupid oaf Ron!" she exclaimed angrily. "He's
really nice and a gentlemen and he is actually quite clever. So
there!"
Ron was more outraged at this statement than Harry had ever
seen him before. "HERMIONE!!!" he roared. "You're consorting
with the enemy! The git was against Harry!"
Hermione was near tears at this stage. "Ron", she wailed.
"Viktor is not a git! And if I recall correctly you asked Fleur
Delacour to the Yule ball. She was a champion against Harry as
well."
When Hermione said this Ron slightly changed colour and for a
moment was at a loss for words. It's true. He did ask Fleur to
the ball two years ago but she said no. Why did Hermione have
to bring it up. They never actually went together. But then Ron
shouted, "Don't change the subject. That stupid eejit Krummy
was.."
"STOP IT RON!!!" Tears were pouring down Hermione's now pale
cheeks. "His name is Victor Krum and he's not the eejit Ron,
you are and I don't know why I'm even friends with you".
Hermione ran up the girls' staircase as fast as she could,
crying all the time. When she got to her dormitory she flopped
down on the bed and cried for so long that by the time the rest
of the girls came upstairs Hermione was puffy-eyed.
******************************************
"What was that all about Ron?" inquired Harry. But Ron just
stood there ashen faced. He was thinking about what Hermione
had just said "... he's not the eejit Ron, you are and I don't
know why I'm even friends with you! "
This had cut deep into him. Does she really hate me that much?
But then Ron became angry with Hermione.
Harry asked again, "Ron, what the hell were you two fighting
about?"
Ron jerked back to life. "What Harry?" he asked.
"What were you fighting about?"
"Hermione got another present from her boyfriend in bloody
Bulgaria."
Harry sighed. I should have known, he thought.
Ron said, "I've got to do detention with her and everything."
Harry had forgotten that Ron and Hermione had detention and,
wanting to steer clear of the subject of the fight, he asked,
"Oh yeah. What do you have to do?"
Ron instantly started ranting about Snape. "He's a slimy git
Harry. Guess what he's making us do. We have to..." Ron lowered
his voice and made sure no one was listening. "We have to sort
out his wardrobe and then tidy his office and to top it all
off..." But before Ron could finish stating what his punishment
was Harry burst out laughing. "WAHAHAHAHA!! You have to be his
cleaning maids."
He burst out laughing again. Ron looked like he was fighting
the urge to kick Harry.
"It's not funny Harry. We also have to do all this under the
effects of one of his potions", said Ron seriously.
At this Harry stopped laughing. Snape was bound to give them a
potion to make it extremely difficult. Suddenly the clock
struck and Ron ran out of the portrait hole screaming that he
was late for detention. Hermione quickly came downstairs when
she heard his screams and followed him. Harry got up from his
chair and went to his dormitory feeling sorry for both Ron and
Hermione but then burst out laughing at the thought of them
cleaning Snape's office like his maids. With this happy thought
in his head he changed into his pyjamas and fell asleep,
laughing.
**************************************************************
Ron and Hermione raced down the corridor side by side glaring
at each other angrily. They were both still mad at each other
over the fight and the only thing that stopped them from having
another fight then and there was the fact that they were late
for detention.
When they reached Snape's office the door was open and they
squeezed through the doorframe at the same time and both
collapsed on the floor. Hermione fell on her back and Ron
landed right on top of her, face down. If he had seen Snape's
malicious face looking down on him, Ron wouldn't have sworn as
loudly as he did. In fact he wouldn't have sworn at all.
"WEASLEY!!" Snape was furious.
Ron jumped of Hermione so fast that he accidently stepped on
her hand.
"Oh Hermione. I'm sor." Ron was about to apologise when he
remembered their fight and decided against it. Hermione quickly
scrambled off the floor.
"I'm sorry we're late Profess."
Snape interrupted her. "Shut up Granger. Weasley, your language
and punctuality has obviously unimproved since this morning so
I have decided to double your punishment. You will not only
tidy my office and clean my wardrobe with the burden of one of
my potions."
Like slaves thought Ron.
"But you will also look through all three hundred and seventy
-seven volumes of potions in my office and write a summary on
each."
Snape's eyes sparkled evily and a smile began to creep upon his
horrible pale face as he saw Ron's face first change from pink
to red to maroon back to red again. Ron was holding his breath,
trying extremely hard not to swear but it was excruciatingly
difficult. He also had to remind himself that the Cruciatus
Curse was illegal although it was very tempting.
"You will do all this under a Messious potion which makes the
drinker naturally messy and they have to use all their will
power to tidy up a room."
It was Hermione's turn to bite back her tongue. How could he be
that cruel, she thought.
Snape then handed them both a glass each and poured a pink
liquid into them. He watched with great pleasure as Hermione
and Ron forced down the disgustingly sweet liquid. Even Ron,
who loved sweets, found it disgusting!
"Well I'll leave you to it then Weasley. Granger," Snape said
as he walked out the door. "Oh, by the way, I'm putting a
restraining charm on the door which can only be removed by the
person who cast the spell so you will remain in here for the
entire.hour!" With that Snape shut the door and sneered evily.
"AN HOUR!!!!" Ron was seething. "The BLOODY F***ING GIT!"
"RON!!!" Hermione was appalled by his language.
"Hermione", Ron roared. "He's giving us an hour to do all this
which is what it would normally take to do but NOT under the
effects of a potion which you have to use willpower against in
order to do something you don't want to do in the first place!"
Ron said all this very fast and Hermione couldn't see his ears
because they looked a part of his hair.
"Well then. We'd better get started then shouldn't we,"
Hermione snapped.
Ron was about to argue with her but decided against it. Instead
he started to tidy Snape's office as fast as he could which
was.SUPERFAST!!!
Faster than he would have done without the potion.
This potion is messed up, he thought. Woohoo! It must have gone
off!
Ron was extremely happy and in half an hour he had the office
so neat and tidy you'd swear that Mrs Weasley had done it and
not her son. Sorting out Snape's wardrobe however, although
done very quickly, was just plain torture! It took Ron fifteen
minutes to do that and there was a strong smell of brandy and
urine coming from Snape's clothes.
"Eeeww. Hasn't Snape heard of bathing?"
A snort came from the other side of the room where Hermione was
at Ron's remark. Ron chuckled himself at the thought of the
greasy-haired Potions Master taking time to look after his
personal hygiene.
On the other side of the room Hermione was just finishing off
the last of her summaries of the potion volumes. She had read
most of these volumes already anyway as they used to be in the
library.
Both Ron and Hermione finished their jobs in forty-five minutes
giving them fifteen minutes to spare. There was a horrible
silence for a good few seconds. Then Ron suddenly remembered
their fight earlier and how he felt about what Hermione had
last said to him. He mused over it for a few more seconds and
then finally voiced his thoughts.
"Do you really hate me that much?" he asked bitterly.
"What?" Hermione was confused.
"Our fight earlier on", he answered. "You said that I was the
eejit and you don't know why you're even friends with me." Ron
became angry again as he said this but his anger subsided when
he saw Hermione quivering. Silent tears ran down her cheeks.
"Oh Ron", she cried and burst into tears. "I didn't mean it. I
was just mad at what you'd said about Viktor. But there's
nothing going on between us, Ron. We're just friends." Hermione
put her face in her hands and sat down on one of the desks. Ron
walked over to her and sat beside her.
"I'm sorry Hermione", he said softly. "I am a right eejit. I
shouldn't have gotten so thick with you."
Hermione stopped crying but tears were still silently rolling
down her face. She looked at Ron and, to his surprise she said
"You're not an eejit Ron."
"Yes I am", he said slightly taken-a-back.
"No you're not", Hermione stated firmly. "I just said that
because I was mad at you, but I don't think you're an eejit at
all!"
"Really?" Ron asked, cheering up a bit.
"Well sometimes you can be a right git but most of the time
you're alright." Actually a bit more than alright thought
Hermione. Should I tell him how I feel about him? Wait! What am
I thinking? He's your friend Granger. FRIEND!!!
"You're alright too", Ron said. Oh no! I've practically just
gone and told her that I fancy the crap out of her!
Hermione blushed at Ron's statement and her heart skipped a
beat. He doesn't.he doesn't feel the same way does he?
She looked at him and suddenly noticed how tall he had gotten
over the summer. But not too tall she noted. She wanted so much
just to reach up and stroke his flaming red hair and kiss his
thin lips but she didn't have the courage to do it. Besides how
do I know he feels the same way about me? It's probably just
wishful thinking. Although he is looking at me kind of
strangely!
Ron was at that moment staring at Hermione with longing in his
eyes. God she's beautiful he thought. He wanted to just stare
at her face and gaze into her soft brown eyes and run his
fingers through her thick bushy hair. But most of all Ron
wanted to taste her soft tempting lips.
At the thought of this Ron blushed and he turned his head away
from Hermione hoping against hope that she hadn't noticed . He
looked at his watch. 02.55. Snape would be back in five
minutes.
Hermione stood up and began pacing up and down. I wish he would
just kiss me if he feels the way I think he feels.
Ron looked up from his watch and saw her pacing around the
room.
He hesitated. What if I make a fool of myself? What if she
really doesn't like me that way and slaps me the way she
slapped Malfoy?
Hermione sensed his hesitation and disappointment and sadness
replaced the hopeful look that was in her eyes. Ron looked up
at her and caught the look in her eyes. Those gorgeous ,
creamy, chocolate, brown eyes. Full of sadness and
disappointment. Caused by.him?
"Oh bloody hell", he said and walked straight towards Hermione
and took her face in his hands. He held it for a few seconds
before kissing her gently on those luscious pink lips of hers.
He rubbed his finger against her cheek and felt how smooth and
soft her skin was.
This is better than anything in the world. I hope Snape doesn't
come back yet.
Hermione felt her heart beating rapidly as Ron kissed her. He
was so gentle and his lips tasted so sweet. She hoped they
would never leave her mouth.
I can't believe it! It's amazing! He's such a good kisser!
But at that moment they heard footsteps coming down the
corridor and they very quickly pulled apart. A few seconds
later Snape appeared a smirk fixed on his ugly unwashed face.
But it instantly faded (the smirk not the face, unfortunately)
and became a look of extreme disappointment and shock. He
expected the office to be the way he had left it but no!
Everything was stacked away tidily and the summaries were in a
neat pile on his desk.
"Wha.how did you." Snape tried to speak but was too stunned for
words. He was so stunned, in fact, that he didn't stop the two
teenagers from walking out of the room. They ran all the way
back to the common room laughing their heads off at the look on
his face.
********************************************************
Snape suddenly came to his senses and realised that Ron and
Hermione were gone.
"How on earth did they do."
Snape stopped. He suddenly knew the answer to his question. He
yelled out loud with rage. He hadn't given them a potion to
make them messy. He had given them an AIDING POTION which
HELPED them!! He had mistaken the vials! He threw the vial
roughly into the potions cupboard and stormed out of his
office, cursing the two Gryffindor sixth years.
****************************************************************
********
In the common room Hermione told Ron that she had seen the vial
on the Potion Master's desk.
"I must remember to thank Snape tomorrow", Ron laughed. Both of
them burst out laughing at this. But then they were instantly
silent, both having remembered their kiss. Ron longed so much
to reach out and kiss Hermione again and this time never stop.
He glanced at her and there was such a pleading look in her
eyes that he couldn't resist. He closed the gap between them
and breathed in the sweet smell of pineapple in her hair before
placing his lips on hers and pressing against them gently. He
kissed her so tenderly that Hermione felt like she was in a
dream.
How does he do it? How does he make me feel like this? she
thought.
She put her arms around his neck and stroked his silky red hair
gently with her fingers. Ron slowly slid his hands down her
body until he reached her waist, then he drew her tight against
him. He then began to kiss her more passionately and Hermione
moved her hands quickly through his hair in response. Her pulse
quickened as Ron rubbed his hands up and down her back.
This is too good to be true, he thought. I'm in Heaven. I must
be. I never want to stop. NEVER!
Hermione was the same. She didn't want him to stop either. I
NEVER want him to stop. I'll kill him if he stops!
Ron only broke away to gaze into Hermione's breathtaking eyes
for a few seconds. Then he drew her close to him again and
kissed her so softly that Hermione felt a warm tingle on her
lips. Neither of them wanted it to end!
A.N. So let's keep it that way!