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A/N: Thanks to those who reviewed, it's all good. I realised that there was a lot more D/Hr so far than I had intended so here is a whole chapter with our lovely golden couple.

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Hermione woke early the next morning and after wrapping her dressing gown over her flimsy night dress and grabbing her book bag she made her way down the stairs to the Gryffindor common room. She expected it to be empty, and was planning on getting her last bit of reading done before their first defence against the dark arts class.

When she got to the bottom of the stairs she suddenly wished she was wearing more clothes, because sitting on a large sofa in front of a fire reading a long piece of parchment was a very happy looking Ron.

"Morning," She said awkwardly, pulling her robe around her as tight as she could "It's a bit early for you isn't it?" She put her bag down and curled up on the sofa next to him.

"Morning 'Mione!" He said excitedly inching towards her with a huge grin on his face "Guess what?"

"I don't know Ron what?"

"Bill and Fleur are getting married!" He shoved the letter in his face to prove it, and sure enough, in Mrs's Weasley's curly handwriting was confirmation of the forthcoming wedding.

"Oh that's wonderful Ron," Hermione slid beneath the blanket he had covering his legs and pulled a book from her bag "They make a lovely couple, I hope they're very happy."

Ron was surprised to find she was curling up against him and opening a large book entitled '101 ways to un-hex a hexed hexer'. She rested her head against his shoulder and placed the book in his lap.

"'Mione?" he asked folding his letter up and putting in on the arm of the sofa.

"Hmmmm?" she looked up from her book and found Ron looking very intensely at her.

He picked up the book and held it away from her "It always seems that whenever I get you on your own, you've got your nose in a book." She sat up, offended that he had taken her precious reading away from her.

"Ron, I need to read that before our class today!" She sat up and reached towards her book, ending up on all fours, half her body lying over Ron's. His arms were long enough to keep the book just out of reach if she stayed in this position.

"I wonder how long you could actually go without reading, an hour perhaps?" He shifted his body so that if she wanted the book she would have to climb over him for it.

"Ron, please," She said reaching as far as she could over him, but her petite frame made her much smaller than he was and she still couldn't reach it. She ceased in her mission and put her hands on her hips frowning viciously at him "You'd better give me that bloody book, or God help me I will-"

"You'll what?" He replied cockily inching away from her, making it even more difficult for her to reach it "Scold me?" He mock-trembled.

"I am going to kill you!" She dived on top of him, her knee's either side of his and reached with all her might towards her beloved book. Ron was not expecting her sudden attack, and with her weight on top of him, he slipped off the couch and onto the hard cold floor. He twisted as he fell to make sure that she landed on top of him. Better he end up bruised then her.

They lay on the floor immobile for a few minutes that seemed to last an eternity, Hermione's small frame atop of him, their eyes locked together as their lips seemed to move towards one another. Ron dropped the book and reached a hand up, running it gently through Hermione's hair.

"'Mione…." Ron said breathlessly. She nodded, breathing deeply, expecting him to lean forwards and kiss her "You're hurting me….." She looked down and realised that her knee was pressed firmly into his stomach.

"Oh..oh I'm sorry Ron," The moment was ruined, she rose to her feet and picked her book up holding it tightly to her chest as though it would protect her.

"Err, it's okay," He stood up, rubbing his stomach "For someone so light you sure do pack a wallop…." He winced slightly, and her whole persona changed.

"Oh poor Ronikins." she said putting her book on the sofa "Do you want me to rub it better?" she slipped her hand beneath his and gently massaged his abs, letting herself get lost in the feel of his toned body "Mmmmm," She purred "Poor baby….."

Ron was at a loss for words, moments ago she had been screaming that she was going to kill him, next she was lying on top of him and now she was fluttering her eyelashes at him and massaging his abs. If ever a girl was a mystery it was his Hermione.

"Is that better?" She asked trailing a single finger down his stomach "Is there any thing else I can do to make you feel better?"

"Well," He said putting a hand on her waist "I can think of one thing." he ran his other hand through her hair.

Hermione's heart skipped a beat as he moved towards her, she moved her hand around so it was on the small of his back and looked up at him with wide inquisitive eyes "and just what might that be Mr. Weas-"

Before he even realised he had done it, his lips were pressed firmly against hers. She raked her nails down his back as the kiss intensified, making him arch his back against her.

"Ron…" She said huskily resting her forehead against his. Her lips were pink and swollen, and he couldn't help himself but to kiss her again. This time it was sweeter, slower and she found her hands playing with his hair, pulling him in closer.

Surely this is what heaven feels like, she thought to herself as he ran his hands down her spine. "I wish this moment could last forever…." Hermione swooned and he held her tightly in his arms.

"Hermione?" He began, but quickly stopped when he heard footsteps coming down the boy's dormitory stairs. They quickly moved away from one another looking nervously around the room.

"Morning…" Neville said sleepily, rubbing his eyes and sitting down in a large puffy chair "the others should be down in a bit, class starts soon ."

Hermione looked down and suddenly remembered that she was still wearing her nightgown and robe which had somehow come undone. "I…I should go to…"

"Yeah me too," They caught each other's eye and quickly ran off in opposite directions.

Neville sighed "Was it something I said?"