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Chapter 7 "Kiss"
The dinner went on in the same fashion as always. Not Hermione and Ron and nor Harry and Ginny acted in any ways different from what they used to, like it was an agreement of not letting anyone know, except from the four of them. They talked to each other just as they used to. This gave Ron one of the strangest feelings he had ever experienced, it felt almost like he had travelled in time or something.
It had gotten dark outside, and it looked The Burrow was the only a little place alone way out in the void. Ron thought that it felt kind of cosy. Like he was in a little place nowhere, together with his best friends. Harry and Ginny went up on her room right after the dinner was finished. And Mrs. Weasley went to bed, because she said that she wanted to take an early evening and read a book or something.
So Ron and Hermione went to the living room, and sat down, quite a bit apart. "You want to play a game of wizardchess?" Ron asked. "Yes, that would have been fun." Said Hermione. Ron went up from the sofa and fetched the board and the pieces. He was planning the game in his head as he was walking and didn't see that the carpet had bulged up in the one end, and tripped, board and pieces getting thrown all over the place. Ron got up, still quite dizzy, the first thing he saw was Hermione's face. He fell down again and closed his eyes to get rid of the dizziness.
He felt a hand touching his cheek. He opened his eyes slowly and saw that it was Hermione's. He saw that her face came closer and closer, her lips dividing slightly. "What?" he thought, "it can't be possible". "Is anything wrong?" Harry's voice said. Hermione's face shocked away from him. "No, no. Ron just tripped in the carpet, and I just tried to help him up." She said.
"You guys need help?" Harry asked. "No, we'll be fine" Said Hermione. "Just go back to Ginny." "Okay" Harry said "If you don't want help, I won't help you" Ron could swear that Harry had a grin on his face when he left the room.
"Oh, Ron, are you OK?" He heard Hermione's voice say. "I-I'm Okay." Ron said, trying to get rid of the dizziness that didn't just come of the mistake with the carpet. Hermione helped him up in the sofa. "You're just a little bit shocked." She said. Not knowing, how right she was, but it wasn't caused by the fall.
She picked up all the chess stuff and laid it back in the drawer. Then she got back to Ron, who was feeling much better now. She sat down beside him. She took his hands in her and stroke them, just like he had done earlier the same day. Butterflies gathered in his stomach as she cuddled herself against him and laid her legs over his.
A/N: Sånn, det blir vel det nest siste kapitlet da. Så neste blir vel sannsynligvis der det skjer. Så håper jeg dere har likt denne, og kommer til å lese den neste, som kommer til å bli på norsk. Fortsatt stor takk til alle som har lest den lille historien min, og da spesielt til thepooh som har korrekturlest denne, og den forrige.. Uten dere hadde ikke denne historien vært her..
Chapter 7 "Kiss"
The dinner went on in the same fashion as always. Not Hermione and Ron and nor Harry and Ginny acted in any ways different from what they used to, like it was an agreement of not letting anyone know, except from the four of them. They talked to each other just as they used to. This gave Ron one of the strangest feelings he had ever experienced, it felt almost like he had travelled in time or something.
It had gotten dark outside, and it looked The Burrow was the only a little place alone way out in the void. Ron thought that it felt kind of cosy. Like he was in a little place nowhere, together with his best friends. Harry and Ginny went up on her room right after the dinner was finished. And Mrs. Weasley went to bed, because she said that she wanted to take an early evening and read a book or something.
So Ron and Hermione went to the living room, and sat down, quite a bit apart. "You want to play a game of wizardchess?" Ron asked. "Yes, that would have been fun." Said Hermione. Ron went up from the sofa and fetched the board and the pieces. He was planning the game in his head as he was walking and didn't see that the carpet had bulged up in the one end, and tripped, board and pieces getting thrown all over the place. Ron got up, still quite dizzy, the first thing he saw was Hermione's face. He fell down again and closed his eyes to get rid of the dizziness.
He felt a hand touching his cheek. He opened his eyes slowly and saw that it was Hermione's. He saw that her face came closer and closer, her lips dividing slightly. "What?" he thought, "it can't be possible". "Is anything wrong?" Harry's voice said. Hermione's face shocked away from him. "No, no. Ron just tripped in the carpet, and I just tried to help him up." She said.
"You guys need help?" Harry asked. "No, we'll be fine" Said Hermione. "Just go back to Ginny." "Okay" Harry said "If you don't want help, I won't help you" Ron could swear that Harry had a grin on his face when he left the room.
"Oh, Ron, are you OK?" He heard Hermione's voice say. "I-I'm Okay." Ron said, trying to get rid of the dizziness that didn't just come of the mistake with the carpet. Hermione helped him up in the sofa. "You're just a little bit shocked." She said. Not knowing, how right she was, but it wasn't caused by the fall.
She picked up all the chess stuff and laid it back in the drawer. Then she got back to Ron, who was feeling much better now. She sat down beside him. She took his hands in her and stroke them, just like he had done earlier the same day. Butterflies gathered in his stomach as she cuddled herself against him and laid her legs over his.
A/N: Sånn, det blir vel det nest siste kapitlet da. Så neste blir vel sannsynligvis der det skjer. Så håper jeg dere har likt denne, og kommer til å lese den neste, som kommer til å bli på norsk. Fortsatt stor takk til alle som har lest den lille historien min, og da spesielt til thepooh som har korrekturlest denne, og den forrige.. Uten dere hadde ikke denne historien vært her..