On An Ordinary Day
A/N: Man I suck; I don't even update my stories. I've been so busy with a story on fiction press that I don't even update for you little people.
Disclaimer: what do I own? Oh okay nothing
Chapter 3:
Finally he had found his clothing. He hoped it wasn't too much. But what did he care, the important thing was he was going to confess his feelings he concealed for too long now, the feelings building up inside of him since fourth year.
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The Great Hall was filling up with students. Stomachs made noises of hunger. As they sat down, Ron and Hermione were found next to each other. Ron's face turned red, and clashed with his hair.
"Ron, is something wrong?" Hermione asked
"O-o-oh n-n-nothing . . . nothing at all Hermione" Ron stuttered
"Alright, if you say so" Hermione said, dropping the matter, and looking over at Harry.
They ate dinner in silence. Finally Ron said:
"Hermione, can I talk to you, after you're finished eating? In private" Ron asked
"Of course Ron. Is something bothering you, you can always come to me and talk about it." Hermione said truthfully
"Yeah sure, something like that" Ron said not really paying attention to what she was saying
"Well I'm finished. Want to go talk now?"
Ron nodded
They left the Hall, and walked up the stairs, as if on their way to the common room.
"Where do you want to talk?" Hermione asked
"Uh, here is fine."
"Okay, so talk"
"Well, Hermione—" Ron started "Um . . . Hermione I . . . I . . . I think I love you." Ron said leaning over and plopping a kiss on Hermione's lips. He didn't say that as smooth as he would have hoped, but at least he did it.
Hermione just sat there looking scared stiff.
'Oh god, now she knows. Say something Hermione. Crap . . . maybe this wasn't such a good idea' Ron thought
"I have to go." Hermione said rushing off. Ron finally walked away when he couldn't see or hear her footsteps any longer.
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"---and then he kissed me." Hermione panted, explaining to Harry everything that happened.
"Well, what do you want to do about it?" He asked
"I don't know, there isn't much I can do. We are going to have to explain to him" Hermione sighed
"Yeah I know, not today though. That would be too much for him."
"I guess you're right. Tomorrow?" She asked
"Possibly"
"Well you know, we're going to have to tell him sooner or later. Might as well be sooner." Hermione groaned
"Okay, tomorrow then." Harry accepted
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A/N: there you go . . . short I know. But at least I wrote SOMETHING.
A/N: Man I suck; I don't even update my stories. I've been so busy with a story on fiction press that I don't even update for you little people.
Disclaimer: what do I own? Oh okay nothing
Chapter 3:
Finally he had found his clothing. He hoped it wasn't too much. But what did he care, the important thing was he was going to confess his feelings he concealed for too long now, the feelings building up inside of him since fourth year.
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The Great Hall was filling up with students. Stomachs made noises of hunger. As they sat down, Ron and Hermione were found next to each other. Ron's face turned red, and clashed with his hair.
"Ron, is something wrong?" Hermione asked
"O-o-oh n-n-nothing . . . nothing at all Hermione" Ron stuttered
"Alright, if you say so" Hermione said, dropping the matter, and looking over at Harry.
They ate dinner in silence. Finally Ron said:
"Hermione, can I talk to you, after you're finished eating? In private" Ron asked
"Of course Ron. Is something bothering you, you can always come to me and talk about it." Hermione said truthfully
"Yeah sure, something like that" Ron said not really paying attention to what she was saying
"Well I'm finished. Want to go talk now?"
Ron nodded
They left the Hall, and walked up the stairs, as if on their way to the common room.
"Where do you want to talk?" Hermione asked
"Uh, here is fine."
"Okay, so talk"
"Well, Hermione—" Ron started "Um . . . Hermione I . . . I . . . I think I love you." Ron said leaning over and plopping a kiss on Hermione's lips. He didn't say that as smooth as he would have hoped, but at least he did it.
Hermione just sat there looking scared stiff.
'Oh god, now she knows. Say something Hermione. Crap . . . maybe this wasn't such a good idea' Ron thought
"I have to go." Hermione said rushing off. Ron finally walked away when he couldn't see or hear her footsteps any longer.
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"---and then he kissed me." Hermione panted, explaining to Harry everything that happened.
"Well, what do you want to do about it?" He asked
"I don't know, there isn't much I can do. We are going to have to explain to him" Hermione sighed
"Yeah I know, not today though. That would be too much for him."
"I guess you're right. Tomorrow?" She asked
"Possibly"
"Well you know, we're going to have to tell him sooner or later. Might as well be sooner." Hermione groaned
"Okay, tomorrow then." Harry accepted
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A/N: there you go . . . short I know. But at least I wrote SOMETHING.