Chapter 3- Snog together or don't snog together that is the question
"Ron..." She said.
"Ron I feel exactly the same." She could feel her face burn up.
Ron held her in his arms. Hermione pulled him to their living room. She turned on the stereo and put a slow song. Ron had grabbed her clue and pulled her close. Hermione put her arms around his neck, while Ron's were around her waist. Hermione put her head on his chest. He put his cheek on her head.
"Ron what are we?"
"I don't know, but I know what you are to me."
"What?"
"Mine."
She smiled. "And your mine, Ron."
After four dances they went to bed. Ron held her as they were lying down. Ron and Hermione just laid there until something warm was planted on her forehead. "Goodnight, Hermione" he whispered
He kissed me, he kissed me, he kissed me.
She went on her elbow and kissed him on the cheek, and whispered, inches from his ear, "Goodnight, Ron." Then she couldn't help it and just kissed him. She went up and Ron tilted forward as they kissed. She put her head down on her pillow. She slowly went on her back while Ron was slowly going on top. He put his hand in her hair.
They pulled apart Ron was still on top of her only he was rubbing her face with his thumb. "I love you Hermione." "I love you too." They smiled and kissed. "Ron... I think ... we should... sleep... until tomorrow." Everything she said came slowly because Ron wasn't really kissing her but brushing his lips against hers.
He sighed. He kissed her one, long, more time. She smiled and snuggled into Ron's shoulder. He couldn't be one day without her in his life. He told her this and she blushed.
"Ron..." She said.
"Ron I feel exactly the same." She could feel her face burn up.
Ron held her in his arms. Hermione pulled him to their living room. She turned on the stereo and put a slow song. Ron had grabbed her clue and pulled her close. Hermione put her arms around his neck, while Ron's were around her waist. Hermione put her head on his chest. He put his cheek on her head.
"Ron what are we?"
"I don't know, but I know what you are to me."
"What?"
"Mine."
She smiled. "And your mine, Ron."
After four dances they went to bed. Ron held her as they were lying down. Ron and Hermione just laid there until something warm was planted on her forehead. "Goodnight, Hermione" he whispered
He kissed me, he kissed me, he kissed me.
She went on her elbow and kissed him on the cheek, and whispered, inches from his ear, "Goodnight, Ron." Then she couldn't help it and just kissed him. She went up and Ron tilted forward as they kissed. She put her head down on her pillow. She slowly went on her back while Ron was slowly going on top. He put his hand in her hair.
They pulled apart Ron was still on top of her only he was rubbing her face with his thumb. "I love you Hermione." "I love you too." They smiled and kissed. "Ron... I think ... we should... sleep... until tomorrow." Everything she said came slowly because Ron wasn't really kissing her but brushing his lips against hers.
He sighed. He kissed her one, long, more time. She smiled and snuggled into Ron's shoulder. He couldn't be one day without her in his life. He told her this and she blushed.