Every time I close my eyes
A/N: Hey readers... i'm really psyched about the response from you guys, and thanks but i'm still feeling sick cause it's winter here and its freggin' freezing! Anyway... this chap is a bit short but i've got a day off work tom so i can write more chapters (unless i spend my whole afternoon building my HP lego set :) ).
oh... by the way... figgiesblazin i did not start with another name nd if anybody reading this thinks it sound like their fic... i'm sorry but i assure you i dnt copy (xcept 4m J.K of course lolz)... i made it all up! ;)
Thanks to BrokenRain for emailing me directly when the review thing wasnt working... nd worry i don't mind at all!.
Thanks to all who've reviewed!
Disclaimer: Well... no need to explain. Youz all know that J.K owns all this and I own jack-nothing!
Chapter 10:
Ron descended the Gryffindor boys' staircase to find the common room empty and dimly lit. A figure stood by the fireplace, her bushy hair uncombed probably because she had just gotten out of bed.
'Mione, what are you doing up so late?' Ron asked groggily still wiping the sleep from his eyes.
'Glad you could make it Ronald', Hermione said in a husky sort of voice.
Hold up! What was he doing down there? And what is up with Hermione's voice?
'Why don't you come over here Ron?' she said again. As she stepped out of the shadows, Ron noticed she was wearing blue pyjama bottoms and a white tank top. Hot!
'Um... Hermione...' Ron started obviously quite confused.
'Ron... shush...' Hermione responded now standing in front of him her finger on Ron's lips signalling him to stop talking.
'I've been waiting for this moment for so long, don't ruin it...' she added.
Their faces were so close that Ron can smell the scent of her hair and feel her breath on his face. Just a bit closer and their lips would meet...
'Ouch hey!' Ron shouted as something large and soft collided with his face.
'Hey Ron! Get any action last night?' Harry yelled from somewhere in the distance.
'What', Ron exclaimed opening his eyes only to find he was back in bed staring at a smiling Harry hovering beside his bed. Outside, the weather was still gloomy and it looked like the first few batches of snow had fallen overnight.
'How did it go last night? Didn't have a chance to talk to you cause you know... you came in a bit late', Harry said clearly trying to stop the smile forming on his face.
'Harry what? Oh, great thanks a lot! You've just ruined what would probably have been the best dream of my life'.
'Somebody got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning', Dean stated, coming out of the bathroom and settling on the end of his bed still in his pyjamas.
'I haven't even gotten up yet. More like someone got hit on the face this morning', Ron replied tossing the pillow back to an unsuspecting Harry.
'He's just a bit temperamental because I ruined his dream of Hermione', Harry snorted.
'Ah... but of course', Seamus suddenly replied pulling open his four poster curtains and sitting up in bed.
'Wha... why do you guys just pop up all of a sudden?! Don't any of you have something better to do with your Sunday morning?' Ron asked clearly irritated and rubbing his eyes.
'This is the 'something better' we're doing. If it wasn't for you we'd still be sleeping', Seamus replied now lying on his front.
'Yeah, well, you guys better go back to sleep then cause I'm going downstairs', Ron answered sliding out of bed and moving towards the bathroom door.
'Oh come on Ron, your such a spoil sport!' Seamus yelled over the sound of Ron slamming the bathroom door shut.
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'You're right Hermione he is a great big prat', Ginny said during breakfast after Hermione had explained to her what had happened yesterday after Harry and Ginny had left.
'Ginny I don't know what to do. I've been trying to hint to him that... well... you know... I fancy him', at these words her cheeks flushed slightly, 'but he's just not getting it. What is wrong with him? How do you get him to pay attention', Hermione asked now buttering her toast a bit too furiously causing it to break into little bits in her hands.
'It's easy just mention either food, quidditch or Hermione and he'll do whatever you ask', Ginny replied laughing and shaking her head.
'Well Ginny I'm the real thing but he still doesn't seem to pay me much heed', Hermione sighed.
'Yeah, well, it's because you are the real thing that's making him act all weird. You've got to remember that he hasn't been with a girl before so he doesn't really know much about how to act when things start to happen. Just give him time', Ginny replied.
They didn't speak for a few minutes afterwards, just ate the delicious selection of breakfast meals on the table.
'You know Ginny never in my wildest dreams would I have guessed that I'd fall for you brother', Hermione started. 'I mean he's totally the opposite of what I dreamt my ideal guy to be. He's obnoxious, childish, irresponsible and well... he's not actually the brightest guy around'.
'Well, that's what makes your relationship special Hermione. And you know what they say... sometimes, on a way to a dream, you get lost and find a better one', Ginny replied casually patting Hermione's shoulder and nodding in a you-know-what-I-mean way.
This got Hermione thinking and just as she had drifted off into a daydream something dropped on the table in the middle of her and Ginny.
'Oh... it's a letter from mum', Ginny said surprised.
She tore open the envelope revealing an old tattered looking parchment with black inky handwriting.
'What is it?' Hermione asked.
'Oh my goodness!' Ginny replied looking at Hermione with wide opened eyes.
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'Harry if you're going to act like that all day today I'm not going to talk tactics with you for our first match', Ron said as he and Harry descended the staircase to the Great Hall for breakfast.
'I'm sorry Ron its just too much of a laugh to let it go just yet', Harry replied laughing wholeheartedly. 'I mean you actually ran out on her after she practically threw herself at you?'
'She didn't throw herself at me. Hermione would never have done that. She'd think its too... what's the word... 'slutty'?' Ron smiled. 'And anyway you know what the reason is don't you? Girls can't resist the Weasley charm', he added smiling mischievously.
Harry gave out a forced laugh.
'What? Name me one girl who can?' Ron replied one eyebrow raised.
'Oh Ron believe me I can name more than one. But for now how bout professor Beau?' Harry asked smiling and pointing to the teacher entering the Great Hall.
Both boys sighed and looked on dreamily as professor Beau took her seat at the staff table.
'Yeah... well she's an exception', Ron replied, he and Harry crossing the hall towards the Gryffindor table.
'Ron! Hey Ron! Mum just sent us a letter and... well... just read it!' Ginny yelled running up to him looking shocked, Hermione right behind her. She thrust the piece of parchment to him quickly and stood there watching his reaction.
'Alright Ginny...' Ron replied slightly confused. He unfolded the letter and read it out loud so that Harry could hear.
Dear Ron and Ginny,
Well how are you kids doing at school? I do hope everything is splendid. Ron, I haven't gotten a single letter from Hogwarts as of yet so I assume you're not getting into any sort of trouble (which I am proud of) either that or the owls delivering the mails have gotten lost and the letters are accumulating at some poor muggle's house. Although, I talked to professor Dumbledore and he had assured me this was not the case.
'Good grief mum, must you go on in your letters about nonsense?' Ron said to nobody in particular. Also, Ginny, it's so lovely to hear from you and I'm also proud that you are excelling well.
But anyway that is not the reason I wrote. I guess I was just blubbering on because it's so exciting! Remember the girl that Bill has told us about? The one he met in France? Well... they're getting married! Isn't that great? He decided to have it at Christmas so that you kids (with Harry and Hermione of course) can come and also help prepare! I'll send you some more details in a few days time. I'm sorry but I have to now, guests are coming in a few weeks time so I have to clean the house.
Take care. Your father and I love you both. Send our love to Harry and Hermione. See you in two weeks.
Mum
Ps. Ron, don't get Harry into any trouble.
Pps. Hermione, watch Ron for me and make sure he doesn't get into any trouble.
'Wow!' Ron exclaimed bewilderedly still staring at the letter. 'I wouldn't have thought...'
'Yes Ron... you wouldn't have thought', Harry said smiling at the unfolded crumpled piece of old parchment thinking (and no doubt the others too) who this mystery girl could be...
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Right... well i know its a bit sudden but there's got to be a place and a time. Up coming chapters will be so much fun to write!
By the way... do you guys think you know who this mystery lady is? I'm not saying that she's already in the story cause she may not be... stay tuned to find out... (nd maybe reviewing would help a bit)
A/N: Hey readers... i'm really psyched about the response from you guys, and thanks but i'm still feeling sick cause it's winter here and its freggin' freezing! Anyway... this chap is a bit short but i've got a day off work tom so i can write more chapters (unless i spend my whole afternoon building my HP lego set :) ).
oh... by the way... figgiesblazin i did not start with another name nd if anybody reading this thinks it sound like their fic... i'm sorry but i assure you i dnt copy (xcept 4m J.K of course lolz)... i made it all up! ;)
Thanks to BrokenRain for emailing me directly when the review thing wasnt working... nd worry i don't mind at all!.
Thanks to all who've reviewed!
Disclaimer: Well... no need to explain. Youz all know that J.K owns all this and I own jack-nothing!
Chapter 10:
Ron descended the Gryffindor boys' staircase to find the common room empty and dimly lit. A figure stood by the fireplace, her bushy hair uncombed probably because she had just gotten out of bed.
'Mione, what are you doing up so late?' Ron asked groggily still wiping the sleep from his eyes.
'Glad you could make it Ronald', Hermione said in a husky sort of voice.
Hold up! What was he doing down there? And what is up with Hermione's voice?
'Why don't you come over here Ron?' she said again. As she stepped out of the shadows, Ron noticed she was wearing blue pyjama bottoms and a white tank top. Hot!
'Um... Hermione...' Ron started obviously quite confused.
'Ron... shush...' Hermione responded now standing in front of him her finger on Ron's lips signalling him to stop talking.
'I've been waiting for this moment for so long, don't ruin it...' she added.
Their faces were so close that Ron can smell the scent of her hair and feel her breath on his face. Just a bit closer and their lips would meet...
'Ouch hey!' Ron shouted as something large and soft collided with his face.
'Hey Ron! Get any action last night?' Harry yelled from somewhere in the distance.
'What', Ron exclaimed opening his eyes only to find he was back in bed staring at a smiling Harry hovering beside his bed. Outside, the weather was still gloomy and it looked like the first few batches of snow had fallen overnight.
'How did it go last night? Didn't have a chance to talk to you cause you know... you came in a bit late', Harry said clearly trying to stop the smile forming on his face.
'Harry what? Oh, great thanks a lot! You've just ruined what would probably have been the best dream of my life'.
'Somebody got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning', Dean stated, coming out of the bathroom and settling on the end of his bed still in his pyjamas.
'I haven't even gotten up yet. More like someone got hit on the face this morning', Ron replied tossing the pillow back to an unsuspecting Harry.
'He's just a bit temperamental because I ruined his dream of Hermione', Harry snorted.
'Ah... but of course', Seamus suddenly replied pulling open his four poster curtains and sitting up in bed.
'Wha... why do you guys just pop up all of a sudden?! Don't any of you have something better to do with your Sunday morning?' Ron asked clearly irritated and rubbing his eyes.
'This is the 'something better' we're doing. If it wasn't for you we'd still be sleeping', Seamus replied now lying on his front.
'Yeah, well, you guys better go back to sleep then cause I'm going downstairs', Ron answered sliding out of bed and moving towards the bathroom door.
'Oh come on Ron, your such a spoil sport!' Seamus yelled over the sound of Ron slamming the bathroom door shut.
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'You're right Hermione he is a great big prat', Ginny said during breakfast after Hermione had explained to her what had happened yesterday after Harry and Ginny had left.
'Ginny I don't know what to do. I've been trying to hint to him that... well... you know... I fancy him', at these words her cheeks flushed slightly, 'but he's just not getting it. What is wrong with him? How do you get him to pay attention', Hermione asked now buttering her toast a bit too furiously causing it to break into little bits in her hands.
'It's easy just mention either food, quidditch or Hermione and he'll do whatever you ask', Ginny replied laughing and shaking her head.
'Well Ginny I'm the real thing but he still doesn't seem to pay me much heed', Hermione sighed.
'Yeah, well, it's because you are the real thing that's making him act all weird. You've got to remember that he hasn't been with a girl before so he doesn't really know much about how to act when things start to happen. Just give him time', Ginny replied.
They didn't speak for a few minutes afterwards, just ate the delicious selection of breakfast meals on the table.
'You know Ginny never in my wildest dreams would I have guessed that I'd fall for you brother', Hermione started. 'I mean he's totally the opposite of what I dreamt my ideal guy to be. He's obnoxious, childish, irresponsible and well... he's not actually the brightest guy around'.
'Well, that's what makes your relationship special Hermione. And you know what they say... sometimes, on a way to a dream, you get lost and find a better one', Ginny replied casually patting Hermione's shoulder and nodding in a you-know-what-I-mean way.
This got Hermione thinking and just as she had drifted off into a daydream something dropped on the table in the middle of her and Ginny.
'Oh... it's a letter from mum', Ginny said surprised.
She tore open the envelope revealing an old tattered looking parchment with black inky handwriting.
'What is it?' Hermione asked.
'Oh my goodness!' Ginny replied looking at Hermione with wide opened eyes.
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'Harry if you're going to act like that all day today I'm not going to talk tactics with you for our first match', Ron said as he and Harry descended the staircase to the Great Hall for breakfast.
'I'm sorry Ron its just too much of a laugh to let it go just yet', Harry replied laughing wholeheartedly. 'I mean you actually ran out on her after she practically threw herself at you?'
'She didn't throw herself at me. Hermione would never have done that. She'd think its too... what's the word... 'slutty'?' Ron smiled. 'And anyway you know what the reason is don't you? Girls can't resist the Weasley charm', he added smiling mischievously.
Harry gave out a forced laugh.
'What? Name me one girl who can?' Ron replied one eyebrow raised.
'Oh Ron believe me I can name more than one. But for now how bout professor Beau?' Harry asked smiling and pointing to the teacher entering the Great Hall.
Both boys sighed and looked on dreamily as professor Beau took her seat at the staff table.
'Yeah... well she's an exception', Ron replied, he and Harry crossing the hall towards the Gryffindor table.
'Ron! Hey Ron! Mum just sent us a letter and... well... just read it!' Ginny yelled running up to him looking shocked, Hermione right behind her. She thrust the piece of parchment to him quickly and stood there watching his reaction.
'Alright Ginny...' Ron replied slightly confused. He unfolded the letter and read it out loud so that Harry could hear.
Dear Ron and Ginny,
Well how are you kids doing at school? I do hope everything is splendid. Ron, I haven't gotten a single letter from Hogwarts as of yet so I assume you're not getting into any sort of trouble (which I am proud of) either that or the owls delivering the mails have gotten lost and the letters are accumulating at some poor muggle's house. Although, I talked to professor Dumbledore and he had assured me this was not the case.
'Good grief mum, must you go on in your letters about nonsense?' Ron said to nobody in particular. Also, Ginny, it's so lovely to hear from you and I'm also proud that you are excelling well.
But anyway that is not the reason I wrote. I guess I was just blubbering on because it's so exciting! Remember the girl that Bill has told us about? The one he met in France? Well... they're getting married! Isn't that great? He decided to have it at Christmas so that you kids (with Harry and Hermione of course) can come and also help prepare! I'll send you some more details in a few days time. I'm sorry but I have to now, guests are coming in a few weeks time so I have to clean the house.
Take care. Your father and I love you both. Send our love to Harry and Hermione. See you in two weeks.
Mum
Ps. Ron, don't get Harry into any trouble.
Pps. Hermione, watch Ron for me and make sure he doesn't get into any trouble.
'Wow!' Ron exclaimed bewilderedly still staring at the letter. 'I wouldn't have thought...'
'Yes Ron... you wouldn't have thought', Harry said smiling at the unfolded crumpled piece of old parchment thinking (and no doubt the others too) who this mystery girl could be...
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Right... well i know its a bit sudden but there's got to be a place and a time. Up coming chapters will be so much fun to write!
By the way... do you guys think you know who this mystery lady is? I'm not saying that she's already in the story cause she may not be... stay tuned to find out... (nd maybe reviewing would help a bit)