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Author's Note:
I really don't have anything to say, but the next chapter is going up next Monday around 6:30pm so keep a look out.
Chapter Two:
Hermione and Ron were making their way through to the last car of the Hogwarts express, hoping to find Harry before all their lunch was wasted on finding Harry. The two prefects had just come from a meeting for the prefects of the four houses. The meeting had started with a lecture from the Head Boy and Head Girl Terrence Torelli and Constace Copper. The extremely winded speech was to just let those present understand that by being prefects they are automatically entitled to ask to be observed for headsip during their seventh year of attending Hogwarts. Anyone other than a certified prefect applying, would have to talk to recent prefect of their house for details and any other information they may need.
During the meeting the two Gryffindor prefects couldn't keep their hands off off each other. Why they had to listen to three hours of something so simple, Ron would never understand exactly why it took that long, but he knew some better things he could be doing with his time. The small dainty hand that keep creeping up his thigh toward his thigh was the reason for the thoughts starting in Ron's head. Knowing that at this eact moment Hermione was once again thinking about sex was driving the red head crazy.
Hermione wasn't doing so good paying attention to the meeting her self. While her dark brown eyes wer kept on the pimply faced boy, who seemed to study even moree than her and was rattling on and on about the behavior expected of a prefect, the bushy haired girl was thinking of all the ways she could keep from actually having sex with the red headed boy next to her. The fact that see had many reasons for being around the boy other than the usual attraction and usefulness of a companion. Having sex with Ron would put too many complications on many of her plans and cause her to alter them. They are perfect the way they are and should be changed under any circumstances. Sometimes Hermione wondered exactly why she spun all he machinations around Ron. Give her a few minutes and she would once agqain understand the way her mind worked when she was eleven.
When the seemingly horny couple made their way to the last car of the train they had checked every compartment until therre was only two left. Before going into the one on the left, Ron grabbed Hermione's upper arm and pulled her close.
"Wha-"
Ron shook his head and bent his 6 feet 3 inches to the smaller girls ear. Speaking directly ino the other ear Ron whispered his observations.
"If you haven't noticed yet, thee is oly one more cabin left." Ron said as if that explained everything.
Rolling her eyes in the universal 'duh' look, Hermione wited for the boy to clarify further.
"Well we haven't seen nor heard from our dear friend Mr. Malfoy since we started our venture."
Setting a humoring smile onto her face, the brown eyed girl let a cheaply praising look come into her eyes.
" Oh Ron, you're totally right, but what are we gonna do…" Hermione trailed off to at least give the taller boy a chance to show the small amount of brains he had. Not wanting to disappoint his girlfriend, Ron puffed up his chest an an appauling shadow of arrogance and smiled.
" The answer to that would be to look through the glass to see who's sitting in side." The boy stated in a way that showed just how proud he was of coming up with a solution to a problem when his girlfriend couldn't. 'Whose the man…I'm da man.' The goofy boy thought wistfully.
Planting a grateful smile in her face. Hermione turned away from the self satisfie look of her boyfrinds and rolled her eyes and supressed a sneer that sprang up at the thought of Ron even thinking that Hermione hadn't thought of the stupidly easy plan.
"Harry are you in here?" the annoyed girl asked, while knocking on the door of the compqartment.
"No I'm not" a muffled sarcastic voice said through the door.
When Ron heard the voice of his best friend, he pushed by Hermione to get through the door. Once he burst through the door he smiled at his friend.
Harry continued looking out the window of the compartment as everything went by in a large rush of green. Black, and grey.
"Hello Ron, Hermione…we need to talk" Harry sighed, " Come in, close the door, and take a seat… this is going to take a while.
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