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Chapter 4: Boys Will Be Boys

(A/N: this is still part of a flashback)

"Oh, I hope they haven't moved!" Hermoine thought aloud as she raced down the long dirt road. Of course they haven't moved, they don't have enough money to do something like that. She quickly brought her hand up to cover her mouth and gasped. What an AWFUL thing to think! Oh well, I'll forgive myself....but it just HAS to be there! She was in too big of a hurry to care at that moment. Besides, it's not like anyone heard her....

And it was. Just as she remembered it. The Burrow. She broke into sprint and then suddenly stopped. Now that she was here, she realized she hadn't really thought this through. What was she going to say these people? Hey Ron! I know I wouldn't have sex with you before...but I will now if you help me! No, that was bloody stupid! Anyways, he probably still hates me. Even if he is here, he'll probably slam the door in my face and tell me to sod off. She sighed. This whole trip is pointless, I should just turn around and....NO! I have to help Harry. Ron'll just have to get over whatever problems he may have and help me!

She marched up to the door and knocked twice. No answer. She was determined so she knocked again, a little harder this time, while yelling "Is anybody home?"

She was answered by a deep, almost growling voice from just inside the door. "All right, all right. Quit yer bellyachin'."

Ron opened the door and his jaw almost dropped at the sight that stood before his eyes. A beautiful woman stood outside his house. She was stunning with long straight brown hair, fair skin, and HUGE boobes. (A/N: sigh Typical guy) She was wearing a short skirt and...he felt heat suddenly rise to his cheeks. He became embarrassingly aware that he himself was a mess: torn sweat pants, an old T-shirt, and his hair was very disorganized. Ears burning he asked, "May I help you?"

"Ron, you've got to listen to me. I know that we have talked in a while but you need to hear this......"

He had stopped listening. Something about this girl struck him as oddly familiar. She was so bossy. And rude. If she wasn't so hott, he'd have probably slammed the door in her face and told her to sod off. I mean, he didn't even know who she was and she just kept talking......

"Blimey! Hermoine, is that you?"

"Yes, Ron. I told you...."

"Hermoine? Hermoine Granger? Hermoine from Hogwarts? Class of 20..."

"Yes Ron" she interrupted. He never was any good at listening. Short attention span. But he did look cute with that adorable confused look on his face. "It's me. Now can we just....?

"Damn, you're hott!" Hermoine could've slapped him right then if she hadn't have shown up.

"RONALD WEASLEY!"

Both Hermoine and Ron jumped. Mrs. Weasley had come over. And by the way she was glaring at Ron, he knew he was in deep shit! "Is that any way to talk? Especially in front of a lady!"

"But mom..." He started but was quickly cut off.

"Apologize"

"Apologize?" He sounded appalled.

"Right now...apologize to her." Mrs. Weasley nodded towards Hermoine. Hermoine looked at Ron. She couldn't help but find the humor in this situation so she decided to play along. She stifled a laugh as she flashed Ron a You-Better-Apologize-For-Mommy look.

"I'm sorry" Ron mumbled as his eyes dropped towards his feet.

"That's my good lil' Ronnikins. Now, go upstairs and change. You're an embarrassment!"

Hermoine cut in. She had momentarily forgotten why she was her in the first place...until now. "Oh, Mrs. Weasley....I just need a few words with Ron. It'll only take a second."

Mrs. Weasley eyed her suspiciously then slowly turned to leave. After she had vanished, Ron grabbed her hand and pulled her up the stairs. They quietly climbed the staircase until finally they reached Ron's room. When they were in, he closed the door and locked it.

He layed down on his bed and stared at the ceiling. "Honestly, that woman drives me bonkers! I can't wait to leave this place."

"Ron, we really have to talk." She quickly filled him in on all her suspicions. He stayed quiet a little after she had stopped. She stared at him waiting for a response. He just stared at the floor.

"You..." he paused and brought his eyes up to meet hers, "You're dating Malfoy?" He said the name like it burned his throat.

"That's all you can say after all I told you? How thick can you get, Ron? If you're not going to help, I'll just leave." She got up to leave and headed toward the door.

He jumped up and blocked her path. "No! Look, I'm sorry but that was just....hard to process. But I'm better now...besides, how can I help?"

"Well," she sat back down on a chair near his desk, "I figured you could help me get in touch with Harry."

He rolled his eyes. "I don't know where Harry is." He said flatly.

That's odd. Hermoine thought. Maybe something happened between those two that I don't know about. Hmmmm. But Ron has to know something...I mean Harry and Ginny were good friends, she must talk to Ron about Harry.

"Oh, come one Ron! Not even the slightest clue? What about Ginny? Would she know where Harry's......?"

"NO! She wouldn't'.....but I think he's at Hogwarts....teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts. Needed to be near Dumbledore and Snape." He noticed Hermoine's brow crease so he decided to explain a little further. "He moved into Grimmauld Place and was elected as part of the Order."

Wow...I'm really outta touch with them! So much has happened...then she noticed Ron's apparent dislike of talking about Harry. I wonder what's going on between those two? Oh well, whatever it is...I'm sure Ron will let it go.

"Ron," She hesitated. "Will you go to Hogwarts with me?"

His expression was one of shock and anger. Maybe the little disagreement between the two boys was bigger than she thought. His look scared her....he staring at her as if she was insane.

"Hermoine," he finally managed to speak in a calm voice though it was pretty obvious that he was unhappy. "I will NOT go to Hogwarts with you."

Her face fell. He was her only hope...now who would help her.

Seeing her hurt reaction, he decided he owed her an explanation. Not really sure why, but he wanted to tell her everything. Maybe just get all of the anger off his chest.

His head dropped into his hands, "I have to tell you something..."

THE END

OK...first off, sorry it took forever to update..i got friggin locked up so i couldnt until June 2..how gay is that? (Kate..i dont wanna hear it!) Anyhoo....Ha Ha! Cliffhanger ..again! Anyhoo, waiting a week was sooooo not cool so yeah, next time....screw that little rule. It'll prolly be a few days. But yeah, NO MORE SCHOOL!!!!!!! Yeah! Please R/R...and don't be mean...I'm having a good day. Don't' ruin it!