Come Clean
Hermione changed quickly, for she was to attend a qudditch game with Tiffany, her dorm mate, she was all ready 10 minutes late, but Tiffany was a person who could easily keep her self busy. Tiffany was a sweet girl, very beautiful, she took after her mother and aunt, two famous twins; as Ron called Tiffany she was some what like the girl next door.
Tiffany rushed into the room, "Hermione 'Mione, how could dare you take an hour to get ready for a qudditch game, we both know you never take this long."
"I know Tiff, I am sorry. I woke up late; my shower ran a little longer then normal, I happened to fall back asleep, and then I couldn't even find my self a proper outfit. Well now since I am ready, and it looks like Princess and Fefe have been fed why don't be leave?"
"Ok, well after the game we can just sit in the stands and talk for a little, but then we have to come right back here get changed into better outfits then leave, remember that Lavender has been trying for ever to get a group of children to come meet to play truth or dare; she claims a group of Slytherins shall show."
"Slytherins? Well, Lavender is one hard worker."
"You bet." Tiffany laughed at Hermione, moving a lock of her golden blond hair in front of her face; brushing it aside she happened to catch a glance of the clock, the game had all ready started, "Hermione!"
"Oh my goodness!" Hermione put her hand over her mouth as Tiffany grabbed the other and ran. They seemed to be running for ever till the entered the Gryffindor seating towers. Ron had been saving their seats which made Hermione feel extremely awful for being so late, "Look Ron, I am so sorry. It is my entire fault, don't be upset with Tiffi."
"No it is ok girls; you are only like 15 minutes late any way. Well sit down." Ron just starred forward, he was not even going to see what lame bull shit Hermione had to feed him.
Tiffany sat down next to Ron, over the 2 years she had gotten to really known him, and they had become very good friends. It had been colder then she expected it to be so she slid her arm in his and put her head on his shoulder, "It is dreadfully cold out here right Ron?"
"Oh yes, it is. You must be freezing, would you like my Scarf Tiffi?" Ron had always loved it when Tiffany touched him. He had always had a sexual attraction to her ever since they met, but he wasn't sure if he should tell her or not.
"Oh no, I will be fine. Don't freeze your butt off for me Ronald Weasley. But thank-you for that gracious offer, I wove you Ron, you are my bestest Fwend!" Tiffany kissed his cheek, and then laid her head back down on his shoulder.
"I love you too Tiffany, you are my bestest Fwend!" That was another thing he liked about Tiffany, she was different, she was from America and didn't talk like the other girls there did, but she was none the less a sweetheart, it seemed she was more of a sweetheart.
After the game Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Tiffany sat around, doing pretty much nothing.
"When can we do something, I am bored, and not to mention FREEZING!" Tiffany never liked to complain, and had always hated complainers, but she thought maybe they didn't know the temperature or something.
"Tiff is right, why don't we all shower and get changed then meet each other before we go to the game of truth or dare?" Ron thought by agreeing with Tiffany she would catch onto his hints that he liked her.
"Sounds good to me, how about you Hermione?" Harry stretched his arms out as her yawned.
"Sure."
Hermione changed quickly, for she was to attend a qudditch game with Tiffany, her dorm mate, she was all ready 10 minutes late, but Tiffany was a person who could easily keep her self busy. Tiffany was a sweet girl, very beautiful, she took after her mother and aunt, two famous twins; as Ron called Tiffany she was some what like the girl next door.
Tiffany rushed into the room, "Hermione 'Mione, how could dare you take an hour to get ready for a qudditch game, we both know you never take this long."
"I know Tiff, I am sorry. I woke up late; my shower ran a little longer then normal, I happened to fall back asleep, and then I couldn't even find my self a proper outfit. Well now since I am ready, and it looks like Princess and Fefe have been fed why don't be leave?"
"Ok, well after the game we can just sit in the stands and talk for a little, but then we have to come right back here get changed into better outfits then leave, remember that Lavender has been trying for ever to get a group of children to come meet to play truth or dare; she claims a group of Slytherins shall show."
"Slytherins? Well, Lavender is one hard worker."
"You bet." Tiffany laughed at Hermione, moving a lock of her golden blond hair in front of her face; brushing it aside she happened to catch a glance of the clock, the game had all ready started, "Hermione!"
"Oh my goodness!" Hermione put her hand over her mouth as Tiffany grabbed the other and ran. They seemed to be running for ever till the entered the Gryffindor seating towers. Ron had been saving their seats which made Hermione feel extremely awful for being so late, "Look Ron, I am so sorry. It is my entire fault, don't be upset with Tiffi."
"No it is ok girls; you are only like 15 minutes late any way. Well sit down." Ron just starred forward, he was not even going to see what lame bull shit Hermione had to feed him.
Tiffany sat down next to Ron, over the 2 years she had gotten to really known him, and they had become very good friends. It had been colder then she expected it to be so she slid her arm in his and put her head on his shoulder, "It is dreadfully cold out here right Ron?"
"Oh yes, it is. You must be freezing, would you like my Scarf Tiffi?" Ron had always loved it when Tiffany touched him. He had always had a sexual attraction to her ever since they met, but he wasn't sure if he should tell her or not.
"Oh no, I will be fine. Don't freeze your butt off for me Ronald Weasley. But thank-you for that gracious offer, I wove you Ron, you are my bestest Fwend!" Tiffany kissed his cheek, and then laid her head back down on his shoulder.
"I love you too Tiffany, you are my bestest Fwend!" That was another thing he liked about Tiffany, she was different, she was from America and didn't talk like the other girls there did, but she was none the less a sweetheart, it seemed she was more of a sweetheart.
After the game Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Tiffany sat around, doing pretty much nothing.
"When can we do something, I am bored, and not to mention FREEZING!" Tiffany never liked to complain, and had always hated complainers, but she thought maybe they didn't know the temperature or something.
"Tiff is right, why don't we all shower and get changed then meet each other before we go to the game of truth or dare?" Ron thought by agreeing with Tiffany she would catch onto his hints that he liked her.
"Sounds good to me, how about you Hermione?" Harry stretched his arms out as her yawned.
"Sure."