Thankies to:
Soupie- Thankie Thankie for reviewing! I never thought of Ginny liking Vicky! I will consider that in later chapters! But you'll have to just wait about the 1st question because...I'll be ruining the story for everyone else if I type it here! Kay? KAY! *dances* I to am also obsessed with those ships! YAY! *high five* AND THANX FOR REVIEWING!
Anne: nah! I love writing Ron/Hermione ships! Anyways thanx for reviewing, I don't really think anyways is a word...oh well c ya at school.
Depths of the Grave: Um...She should be wearing her school clothes....um...Yes that's a biggy BIG mistake I made sry to all who noticed that. Thank you for noticing! THANKS FOR REVIEWING! YAY! Anyway, in this chapter it doesn't really matter if they are caught not wearing their school clothes because Hermione and Ron don't go to the feast anyway...DUN DUN DUN!
Krysti: I will try to do the best I can with updating! THANKIES!
just try to understand: Well...hmm...yeah...But The umbrealla thing...well I was a little crazy when I wrote that part and eh...when I go crazy everything goes crazy.
So anyways (hee hee not a word!) I forgot the Disclaimer because I wrote waaaaay too many in my life time but I'll add another one.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. There, you can't sue me now.
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Chapter 2: "But spying isn't nice..."
Ron ran all the way up to the empty Gryffindor Boys Dorm room, his lungs bursting with pain because he ran so hard and long. He flung himself on his bed, still wearing his wet cloak and muddy shoes, lying face down and into his pillow. The cool fabric of the pillow felt wonderful on his warm red face.
And while he lay there he listened to himself breath heavily for a few moments and thought to himself, how could Hermione ever date, Viktor Krum? The summer before their 4th year started she hated him, and now they were dating?
His heated face had already made the pillow warm up and not feel pleasant and cool on his face anymore, so he rolled over on his back, staring up at the ceiling. For some reason, just staring at the blank white ceiling made him feel even more tired.
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Ron found himself standing a garden full of flowers and trees, with butterflies flying around him. It was like a small girls' fantasy, and Ron could even imagine, some pink pony named 'Rainbow' would come galloping over the horizon right towards Ron, swoop him up and ride away to some enchanted castle of some sort.
He observed what was around him. It was mostly all green rolling hills, with a small river running at his right and the flowing hills were filled with patches of pink and yellow flowers.
And suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder. He swung himself around and saw Hermione, practically wearing nothing. She was wearing a pink tube top with short, short, shorts. Her hair was down, dancing in the breeze. And Ron felt as though her mahogany colored hair was so flowing and radiant, he could get lost in it.
He also noticed she wasn't wearing make-up, but she still seemed gorgeous as ever.
Then it happened, she pressed her face into his and he felt her tongue in his mouth. They were kissing.
SNAP
Ron jolted up in his bed staring forwards at an attractive friend of his who was standing at the foot of his bed gazing at him, Hermione.
She was still soaked and he could still see though her white shirt, he tried to look away from her chest, but couldn't.
"Sorry for waking you Ron, I dropped my umbrella." Hermione said as he walked over to the side bed standing next to him. This made Ron feel very uneasy, since his head was right next to her breasts and if he had suddenly lost his balance he would have been laying on them.
"It's OK." Ron muttered swinging his legs over the opposite side of the bed Hermione was on and staring down at his feet. "Did the sorting ceremony start?" Ron asked turning back to Hermione, noticing her shirt and then quickly looking back at his feet.
"I'm not to sure, it probably already did but I ran right up here to find you," Hermione said hopping onto Ron's bed.
'Holy shit was is she doing?' Ron thought resisting from looking at Hermione again. He felt her body crawl over to his side of the bed and then he saw, out of the corner of his eye, her swing her legs over the same side of the bed as Ron was.
"I just wanted to talk to you about Viktor." She said looking at Ron. Ron had no choice but to turn his head to Hermione and talk to her. Her eyeliner not fixed and still running. "He's a really nice guy, and I promise he won't do anything to harm me."
"But he's, like, two years older than you...doesn't that mean anything to you?" Ron asked. Hermione only stared at Ron, blinking with an expressionless look on her face.
"Not really." She responded now looking at her sneakers.
There was a long embarrassed silence between the two for about a minute or so. The only thought that was running though Ron's head was 'Holy shit when is she going to speak' But when she didn't he was the first to talk.
"Well, we should be getting down to the Great Hall," Ron said jumping up off the bed. Hermione nodded and hopped off the bed also.
Ron and Hermione started walking down to the Common Room in hush, with only the sound of their feet beating the stone floor stairs.
"OH RON! I HAVE TO TELL YOU!" Hermione blurted as she broke out in tears, throwing herself into Ron. "MY PARENTS ARE GETTING DIVORCED!" she wailed sobbing into Ron's shoulder.
"Wh-what?" Ron said confusingly. It was all happening too fast, one moment they were silently walking down the steps and the other Hermione was sobbing into him. Hermione made Ron feel awfully uncomfortable at the time, because for the second time in an hour he felt her bosom against his body.
"MY PARENTS ARE GETTING A DIVORCE," She repeated just as loudly, still weeping on Ron. "I FOUND OUT HIS SUMMER!"
"I-I, I'm sorry Hermione." Ron said nervously patting Hermione on the shoulder trying to comfort her. He took a small whiff of the scent of her hair. It smelled like apricots and the fragrance lingered in his nose for a while, and he couldn't help to smile. Luckily, Hermione didn't see because she was still too busy crying into Ron's shoulder.
Then the thought popped into his head, maybe this was his chance to wrap his arms around Hermione, hold her forever until she fell asleep there, and then she could be...his. And for the longest time he thought she could never be his and it was just a childish dream, an it could never come true, but here she was right in his grasp.
Hermione and Ron. It sounded wonderful in his head.
And he did it, he wrapped his arms around her pulling her into a tight embrace.
"Thank you Ron, your such a great friend." Hermione sniffled looking up at Ron. Her beautiful brown eyes staring up at him.
And then it hit him. What if their love didn't work out together; their friendship would be scarred forever.
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"YOU WERE FLIRTING WITH DRACO MALFOY!" Shrieked Harry.
"I WAS ONLY TALKING TO HIM!" Ginny screamed back.
The two were screaming back and forth at each other in the Gryffindor common room. A few younger students stopped to watch the scene.
Harry got annoyed at the fact that he and Ginny were being watched like they were some kind of an act in a zoo, so he whipped out his wand, muttered a spell under his breath, and all the students had uncontrollable snot oozing out of their noses. The girls shrieked in fear and the boys gawked at the boogers in disgust.
"I THINK GIGGLING AT MALFOY'S JOKES WAS FLIRTING!" Harry barked.
"I WAS NOT FLIRTING WITH HIM!" Ginny screeched angrily and loudly as she picked up a chocolate frog box and threw it roughly at Harry.
"Uh- Harry?"
Harry swung around and saw Ron behind him blinking confusingly.
"What Ron?" Harry snapped.
"Do you think we can talk...man to man?" Ron said noticing Ginny glaring darkly at Harry. Now her stare was on Ron and she squinted her eyes angrily before storming away up into the girls dorm room.
"Sure Ron." Harry said, his now becoming friendly. "Anything to help a friend."
"Well...you see, I heard from Lavender that Hermione's going on a date with Krum Friday night, and...I'm concerned, about what's going to happen." Ron said slowly as if he trying to find the perfect words to say.
"DID YOU GET SECRET PLANS THAT KRUM GOING TO RAPE HERMIONE?!" screeched Harry. Ron started blinking confusingly again.
"N-no." Ron said. "I'm just concerned about like, them making out or something, or them like...OH I DON'T KNOW!" Ron said hopelessly plopping himself down on an armchair.
"You need to be a spy." Harry said grinning.
"Pardon?"
"Spy on Hermione and Krum's date! Use something of Fred and George's!" Harry said.
"But spying isn't nice." Ron said staring at his feet.
"It's not like your in love with her and you don't want to hurt her feelings." Said Harry sitting down in an armchair.
And at the moment Ron felt like crying.
"R-Ron?" Harry said confoundedly. "Why are your eyes all teary?"
"I LOVE HERMIONE DON'T YOU GET THAT?" He screamed.
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Hope you liked it! Stay tuned for chapter 3!
Soupie- Thankie Thankie for reviewing! I never thought of Ginny liking Vicky! I will consider that in later chapters! But you'll have to just wait about the 1st question because...I'll be ruining the story for everyone else if I type it here! Kay? KAY! *dances* I to am also obsessed with those ships! YAY! *high five* AND THANX FOR REVIEWING!
Anne: nah! I love writing Ron/Hermione ships! Anyways thanx for reviewing, I don't really think anyways is a word...oh well c ya at school.
Depths of the Grave: Um...She should be wearing her school clothes....um...Yes that's a biggy BIG mistake I made sry to all who noticed that. Thank you for noticing! THANKS FOR REVIEWING! YAY! Anyway, in this chapter it doesn't really matter if they are caught not wearing their school clothes because Hermione and Ron don't go to the feast anyway...DUN DUN DUN!
Krysti: I will try to do the best I can with updating! THANKIES!
just try to understand: Well...hmm...yeah...But The umbrealla thing...well I was a little crazy when I wrote that part and eh...when I go crazy everything goes crazy.
So anyways (hee hee not a word!) I forgot the Disclaimer because I wrote waaaaay too many in my life time but I'll add another one.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. There, you can't sue me now.
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Chapter 2: "But spying isn't nice..."
Ron ran all the way up to the empty Gryffindor Boys Dorm room, his lungs bursting with pain because he ran so hard and long. He flung himself on his bed, still wearing his wet cloak and muddy shoes, lying face down and into his pillow. The cool fabric of the pillow felt wonderful on his warm red face.
And while he lay there he listened to himself breath heavily for a few moments and thought to himself, how could Hermione ever date, Viktor Krum? The summer before their 4th year started she hated him, and now they were dating?
His heated face had already made the pillow warm up and not feel pleasant and cool on his face anymore, so he rolled over on his back, staring up at the ceiling. For some reason, just staring at the blank white ceiling made him feel even more tired.
* * *
Ron found himself standing a garden full of flowers and trees, with butterflies flying around him. It was like a small girls' fantasy, and Ron could even imagine, some pink pony named 'Rainbow' would come galloping over the horizon right towards Ron, swoop him up and ride away to some enchanted castle of some sort.
He observed what was around him. It was mostly all green rolling hills, with a small river running at his right and the flowing hills were filled with patches of pink and yellow flowers.
And suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder. He swung himself around and saw Hermione, practically wearing nothing. She was wearing a pink tube top with short, short, shorts. Her hair was down, dancing in the breeze. And Ron felt as though her mahogany colored hair was so flowing and radiant, he could get lost in it.
He also noticed she wasn't wearing make-up, but she still seemed gorgeous as ever.
Then it happened, she pressed her face into his and he felt her tongue in his mouth. They were kissing.
SNAP
Ron jolted up in his bed staring forwards at an attractive friend of his who was standing at the foot of his bed gazing at him, Hermione.
She was still soaked and he could still see though her white shirt, he tried to look away from her chest, but couldn't.
"Sorry for waking you Ron, I dropped my umbrella." Hermione said as he walked over to the side bed standing next to him. This made Ron feel very uneasy, since his head was right next to her breasts and if he had suddenly lost his balance he would have been laying on them.
"It's OK." Ron muttered swinging his legs over the opposite side of the bed Hermione was on and staring down at his feet. "Did the sorting ceremony start?" Ron asked turning back to Hermione, noticing her shirt and then quickly looking back at his feet.
"I'm not to sure, it probably already did but I ran right up here to find you," Hermione said hopping onto Ron's bed.
'Holy shit was is she doing?' Ron thought resisting from looking at Hermione again. He felt her body crawl over to his side of the bed and then he saw, out of the corner of his eye, her swing her legs over the same side of the bed as Ron was.
"I just wanted to talk to you about Viktor." She said looking at Ron. Ron had no choice but to turn his head to Hermione and talk to her. Her eyeliner not fixed and still running. "He's a really nice guy, and I promise he won't do anything to harm me."
"But he's, like, two years older than you...doesn't that mean anything to you?" Ron asked. Hermione only stared at Ron, blinking with an expressionless look on her face.
"Not really." She responded now looking at her sneakers.
There was a long embarrassed silence between the two for about a minute or so. The only thought that was running though Ron's head was 'Holy shit when is she going to speak' But when she didn't he was the first to talk.
"Well, we should be getting down to the Great Hall," Ron said jumping up off the bed. Hermione nodded and hopped off the bed also.
Ron and Hermione started walking down to the Common Room in hush, with only the sound of their feet beating the stone floor stairs.
"OH RON! I HAVE TO TELL YOU!" Hermione blurted as she broke out in tears, throwing herself into Ron. "MY PARENTS ARE GETTING DIVORCED!" she wailed sobbing into Ron's shoulder.
"Wh-what?" Ron said confusingly. It was all happening too fast, one moment they were silently walking down the steps and the other Hermione was sobbing into him. Hermione made Ron feel awfully uncomfortable at the time, because for the second time in an hour he felt her bosom against his body.
"MY PARENTS ARE GETTING A DIVORCE," She repeated just as loudly, still weeping on Ron. "I FOUND OUT HIS SUMMER!"
"I-I, I'm sorry Hermione." Ron said nervously patting Hermione on the shoulder trying to comfort her. He took a small whiff of the scent of her hair. It smelled like apricots and the fragrance lingered in his nose for a while, and he couldn't help to smile. Luckily, Hermione didn't see because she was still too busy crying into Ron's shoulder.
Then the thought popped into his head, maybe this was his chance to wrap his arms around Hermione, hold her forever until she fell asleep there, and then she could be...his. And for the longest time he thought she could never be his and it was just a childish dream, an it could never come true, but here she was right in his grasp.
Hermione and Ron. It sounded wonderful in his head.
And he did it, he wrapped his arms around her pulling her into a tight embrace.
"Thank you Ron, your such a great friend." Hermione sniffled looking up at Ron. Her beautiful brown eyes staring up at him.
And then it hit him. What if their love didn't work out together; their friendship would be scarred forever.
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"YOU WERE FLIRTING WITH DRACO MALFOY!" Shrieked Harry.
"I WAS ONLY TALKING TO HIM!" Ginny screamed back.
The two were screaming back and forth at each other in the Gryffindor common room. A few younger students stopped to watch the scene.
Harry got annoyed at the fact that he and Ginny were being watched like they were some kind of an act in a zoo, so he whipped out his wand, muttered a spell under his breath, and all the students had uncontrollable snot oozing out of their noses. The girls shrieked in fear and the boys gawked at the boogers in disgust.
"I THINK GIGGLING AT MALFOY'S JOKES WAS FLIRTING!" Harry barked.
"I WAS NOT FLIRTING WITH HIM!" Ginny screeched angrily and loudly as she picked up a chocolate frog box and threw it roughly at Harry.
"Uh- Harry?"
Harry swung around and saw Ron behind him blinking confusingly.
"What Ron?" Harry snapped.
"Do you think we can talk...man to man?" Ron said noticing Ginny glaring darkly at Harry. Now her stare was on Ron and she squinted her eyes angrily before storming away up into the girls dorm room.
"Sure Ron." Harry said, his now becoming friendly. "Anything to help a friend."
"Well...you see, I heard from Lavender that Hermione's going on a date with Krum Friday night, and...I'm concerned, about what's going to happen." Ron said slowly as if he trying to find the perfect words to say.
"DID YOU GET SECRET PLANS THAT KRUM GOING TO RAPE HERMIONE?!" screeched Harry. Ron started blinking confusingly again.
"N-no." Ron said. "I'm just concerned about like, them making out or something, or them like...OH I DON'T KNOW!" Ron said hopelessly plopping himself down on an armchair.
"You need to be a spy." Harry said grinning.
"Pardon?"
"Spy on Hermione and Krum's date! Use something of Fred and George's!" Harry said.
"But spying isn't nice." Ron said staring at his feet.
"It's not like your in love with her and you don't want to hurt her feelings." Said Harry sitting down in an armchair.
And at the moment Ron felt like crying.
"R-Ron?" Harry said confoundedly. "Why are your eyes all teary?"
"I LOVE HERMIONE DON'T YOU GET THAT?" He screamed.
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Hope you liked it! Stay tuned for chapter 3!