Chapter 2
The train arrived at Howarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and the students started gathering their items and shuffling out. Ron had just barely put on his robe when Hermione came bustling in. "Bloody Hell Hermione, Im getting dressed!," He screamed covering himself, even though he was fully dressed
"O come off it Ron, your dressed. We have to go help the students."
"I don't want to help those midgets," he whined using Accio to pack his belongings into his trunk.
"Ron you have to, we're prefects," she sighed, putting her hands on her hips, " we went over this last year. Besides, we're 6th years, the 5th year prefects are the ones who have to, as you put it, help the midgets. We have to go help light the lamps on the path."
"Well don't you know everything. Fine, Im ready lets go."
The two prefects walked up and down the path lighting the floating lamps with their wands. By the time they were done, most of the students were filing into their carriages.
"Lets go find Harry, he's probably with Ginny. Earlie..." Before he could finish Hermione was running down the path "There they are Ron, lets go," she yelled over her shoulder. God she's beautiful. The way her hair bounced when she ran. The way it softly curled around her face, and how in some odd way it always was straighter when they were taking tests....."STOP IT!" he yelled. A bunch of second years near by jumped and scurried out of the way. "What's the matter Ron," Harry whispered running over, "what happened." Run blushed. He'd made them think something was wrong. "Nothing, a bee was flying around my head, and I got mad" Hermione looked quiziclly at him, and Harry raised his eyebrows, but they took it as an excuse. They climbed into their carriage one by one. That was close, they almost found out you loved her. "AHHH! NO I DONT!"
"Are you sure your ok Ron?" Hermione said leaning over. "I'm fine, just leave me alone"
The carriage ride up to the school was uneventful. The trio was quiet, the only sound the carriage wheels rolling along. Hermione looked over at Ron. He was staring out the carriage. She loved the way he looked when he was thinking. His forehead would crease, and this lips would curl up when he thought of something nice. His lips were so cute. What would it be like to kiss him..... "AHHHH," her mind screamed. Do not think those thoughts Hermione. She smacked herself in the head. That's better. Just dislodge those thoughts , that will get rid of them. The voice seemed to laugh at her. She smacked herself again.
"er....Hermione? Are you ok?," Harry looked at her. She thought she saw his mouth twitch. "Fly," she said pointing to the red spot on her head where she has smacked it.
"Yea...ok," Harry looked back ahead, and she saw a smile spread across his face.
They pulled up to the school and jumped out. The smell of baking food wafted to their noses and their walk became a jog into the Great Hall. Dumbledore made his announcements, nothing new, except that the new DADA teacher wouldnt be arriving for another week, and of course, to keep their eyes open, that in the time of Voldemort everyone must be aware. So, with heavy stomachs and eyes, the students made their way up to their Dormitories. "Nite Hermione" "Nite Harry" "Nite Ron" "Nite Harry" ...."Goodnight Ron," Hermione felt uncomfortable saying it. "...Ditto," Ron answered. Ditto? Ditto? Nice going Romeo Ron hurried up to his bed. He did NOT like Hermione. He did not like Hermione, he did not like Hermione he did not like Her...... and with that he fell asleep.
The train arrived at Howarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and the students started gathering their items and shuffling out. Ron had just barely put on his robe when Hermione came bustling in. "Bloody Hell Hermione, Im getting dressed!," He screamed covering himself, even though he was fully dressed
"O come off it Ron, your dressed. We have to go help the students."
"I don't want to help those midgets," he whined using Accio to pack his belongings into his trunk.
"Ron you have to, we're prefects," she sighed, putting her hands on her hips, " we went over this last year. Besides, we're 6th years, the 5th year prefects are the ones who have to, as you put it, help the midgets. We have to go help light the lamps on the path."
"Well don't you know everything. Fine, Im ready lets go."
The two prefects walked up and down the path lighting the floating lamps with their wands. By the time they were done, most of the students were filing into their carriages.
"Lets go find Harry, he's probably with Ginny. Earlie..." Before he could finish Hermione was running down the path "There they are Ron, lets go," she yelled over her shoulder. God she's beautiful. The way her hair bounced when she ran. The way it softly curled around her face, and how in some odd way it always was straighter when they were taking tests....."STOP IT!" he yelled. A bunch of second years near by jumped and scurried out of the way. "What's the matter Ron," Harry whispered running over, "what happened." Run blushed. He'd made them think something was wrong. "Nothing, a bee was flying around my head, and I got mad" Hermione looked quiziclly at him, and Harry raised his eyebrows, but they took it as an excuse. They climbed into their carriage one by one. That was close, they almost found out you loved her. "AHHH! NO I DONT!"
"Are you sure your ok Ron?" Hermione said leaning over. "I'm fine, just leave me alone"
The carriage ride up to the school was uneventful. The trio was quiet, the only sound the carriage wheels rolling along. Hermione looked over at Ron. He was staring out the carriage. She loved the way he looked when he was thinking. His forehead would crease, and this lips would curl up when he thought of something nice. His lips were so cute. What would it be like to kiss him..... "AHHHH," her mind screamed. Do not think those thoughts Hermione. She smacked herself in the head. That's better. Just dislodge those thoughts , that will get rid of them. The voice seemed to laugh at her. She smacked herself again.
"er....Hermione? Are you ok?," Harry looked at her. She thought she saw his mouth twitch. "Fly," she said pointing to the red spot on her head where she has smacked it.
"Yea...ok," Harry looked back ahead, and she saw a smile spread across his face.
They pulled up to the school and jumped out. The smell of baking food wafted to their noses and their walk became a jog into the Great Hall. Dumbledore made his announcements, nothing new, except that the new DADA teacher wouldnt be arriving for another week, and of course, to keep their eyes open, that in the time of Voldemort everyone must be aware. So, with heavy stomachs and eyes, the students made their way up to their Dormitories. "Nite Hermione" "Nite Harry" "Nite Ron" "Nite Harry" ...."Goodnight Ron," Hermione felt uncomfortable saying it. "...Ditto," Ron answered. Ditto? Ditto? Nice going Romeo Ron hurried up to his bed. He did NOT like Hermione. He did not like Hermione, he did not like Hermione he did not like Her...... and with that he fell asleep.