Disclamer:I don't own any of the Harry Potter Charters unfortunately

Facing Unexpected Changes

Chapter 2: The Fun Of Making Mac n' Cheese

"Hey, I was wondering, where's the Mac 'N' Cheese?" Ron asked in a slightly playful voice.

"It's in the cupboard over the microwave," Hermione said smiling and walking toward Ron, "but I really don't think that's what you meant."

She put her arms around his neck and their lips met as he put his arms around her waist. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, feeling around. Hermione pushed gently against his tongue and he took it back into his mouth then she pulled away. Hermione felt Ron's arms tighten around her waist, a lump against her pelvis, she smiled at him and removed her arms from around his neck. She felt his arms tighten against waist again. She looked up at his face, his eyes were filed with lust and his face showed a trace of disappointment that she'd pulled away, but he removed his arms from around her and stood looking at her awkwardly for a few seconds.

"Right, so let's make macaroni," Ron said recovering.

Hermione walked over to the microwave and open the cupboard above it. She stood for a minute, pouting.

"What's wrong 'Mione?" Ron asked looking playfully worried.

"There's no microwave Mac 'N' Cheese left," she answered with a mischievous smile on her face. "We'll have to make it stove top style, get a pot out of the drawer over there, and I'll get a box of Mac 'N' Cheese."

"This drawer? " he asked as he reached down and started to unzip his fly. Hermione walked slowly over to him, and pressed up against him getting closer and closer as if she was going to kiss him. Then, with one hand she grabbed the zipper of his fly and zipped it back up as she pulled away.

"Oh, 'Mione," Ron moaned, "you're so cruel."

"Oh you know you like it," Hermione said with a devilish smile.

" I do," Ron agreed. "You know what I'd like even more?"

"Yes, I do and that is not an activity I want to engage in, in the kitchen," she replied.

Then she brushed past him to the drawer where the pots and pans were kept and bent down with her ass up in the air. Ron came up behind her, grabbed it, and held on she squealed and turned handing the pot to Ron, he took and put on the counter behind Hermione. Then he encircled her in his arms and kissed again. She put her hands on his chest and pushed gently, he moaned, but let her go, she handed him the pot again trying to hide her smile.

"2 cups," she said.

Ron walked to the sink thinking that this was going to be a very long week of very long cold showers, and then he put the burner. Hermione came up behind him and said making him jump and then laughed. "Push down on the knob, let it click once on light, turn it to high, and then put the lid on."

"Why do we need to put the lid on?" Ron asked in an innocent voice.

Hermione knew he knew, but she decided to play along and see how much he could take before he'd have to take a cold shower.

"It helps the water boil faster."

"Why does the water need to boil?" he asked.

"Do you see how the noodles are all hard and stick straight up?"

"Yeah," he answered, his voice turning slightly husky.

"We have to put them in the boiling water so that they get soft and floppy," she said as she poured the noodles into the boiling water.

" Oh." He asked, "Do we need a timer?"

"Yep." She replied with a small smile. "8 minutes."

He set the timer, and then he turned around and basically engulfed her in a bear hug, and he started tickling her they fell to the floor and she squealed.

"We have to keep it moving," she said panting.

Ron stopped tickling her and said very puzzled at the simple thing, "Huh?"

"We have to keep it moving, the noodles, we need to stir them so they won't stick to the bottom of the pot," she said still giggling feebly.

Ron got up, and held out his hands to Hermione. When she took them, he pulled her to her feet. She walked over to a drawer and took out a wooden spoon, and handed it to Ron. He took it and then walked over to the stovetop and started to scrape pasta off of the bottom of the pot. She walked up behind him, smiling evilly then she began to tickle his sides. It took a while for her to find a spot that was actually tickled. She finally found a spot on the back of his neck.

"Oh Mione, that's not fair!" he exclaimed in a pained voice.

"Who ever said anything was fair, plus you know you like it," she teased in between kisses.

Finally he couldn't take it anymore, and he turned around.

"You are not at all the same girl I met in first year. I like you lot better now," he stated.

As he put his hands on her ass, and frenched her. She moaned, and this time, instead of pulling away, she put her arms around his neck and kissed him back and she felt the lump again.

Ron felt like he was on fire, heat was running through his entire body. It took him about 30 seconds to realize that his shirt really was on fire. He jumped away from the stovetop, bringing Hermione with him, then he let go of her and pulled off his shirt. Hermione had figured out what was going on at about the same time as Ron did. As he was stomping on his shirt to make it stop flaming, Hermione ran to the bathroom to get the first aid kit, and she grabbed a knife to cut a few leaves off of a plant on the counter. Then she got a clean towel and drenched it in freezing water. She handed the towel to Ron, told him to go lie on the couch, and put the towel over his back while she finished making the Mac 'N' Cheese.

Five minutes later, she came out of the kitchen with three bowls of Mac 'N' Cheese, an aloe leaf, and a first aid kit. She gave one bowl to Aaron, who was still watching Winnie the Pooh, put the other two bowls on the table, and then went to tend to Ron and his burn on the couch.

"Does it hurt much?" She asked quietly as she squeezed some clear liquid out of the leaves onto his back.

"A bit, but not too much." he said sounding a bit bored as he relaxed into her hands.

"Good," she started to rub the clear gooey liquid into his back she felt his muscles relax even further.

"That feels cold, and good," Ron said without much conviction.

"Good," Hermione said again as she took some medical tape and a square of gauze out of the first-aid kit, and taped the gauze over the burn on his back. Then she handed him a bowl of Mac 'N' Cheese and started eating out of the other one herself.

"Do you want a shirt?" she asked.

"No, I'm good," he replied snuggling up to her. "Thanks for taking care of me."

"No problem," she answered, snuggling back into him gently.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh, or I'll be really mad," said Aaron. "I can't hear Pooh!"

Ron and Hermione laughed, and continued eating, but stopped talking so that Aaron wouldn't be very mad. Who knew what incidents that would start in the already hectic day?