"Good morning class," Professor Flitwick said the following Monday in charms. "Today we will be working on tickling charms. You move your wand like this;" he moved his wand just so. "Then you say,

rictusempra. Everyone pair up, and practice the spell on each other. If it works, you'll be in fits of laughter, if not...We won't go into that now. Pair up now, pair up."

"So how was it?" Harry asked Ron on the other side of the room.

"How was what?" Ron replied.

"You and Hermione." Harry grinned devilishly.

"There was no sex, no kissing, or anything. She just fell asleep on top of me, no big deal."

"It sounds like a big deal to-"

"Rictusempra!" Ron wailed and pointed his want toward Harry's chest. Afterwards, Harry burst in uncontrollable laughter.

"You, ha ha, fucking, ha ha, tosser, ha ha, I, ha ha, wasn't, ha ha, even, ha ha, ready, ha ha. Rictu-ha-sem-ha-pra!" Harry laughed.

"Ha, you, ha ha ha, smarmy, hah, bastard, ha ha ha ha!" Ron guffawed.

Meanwhile on the other side of the room...

"How was it?" Susan Bones asked her partner, Hermione.

"How was what?" Hermione replied.

"You and that stud of a man, Ronald Billius Weasley." Susan said nonchalantly.

"We didn't even do anything! All I did was sleep in his dorm because I had horrid nightmares! For Heaven's sake Susan, I didn't kiss him!" Hermione grunted.

"Did u snuggle him? What was he wearing? More importantly, what were you wearing?" Susan asked.

"Yes I sort of snuggled him, he was quite comfy. He was wearing scarlet boxers." Hermione retorted.

"Well, what were you wearing?"

"I was wearing my baby blue silk tank top with matching knickers."

"Dressing for the occasion...You're a smart girl, Hermione, but dirty, I need to learn from you." Susan said in her nonchalant voice.

"I'm dirty? I'm dirty? What about you! More like the whore of England to me!" Hermione said, gritting her teeth. Susan just laughed. She wasn't even under the tickling charm.

"Whore of England. Utterly hilarious."

"SUSAN! Rictusempra!" Hermione bellowed, and pointed her wand at Susan.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha! You over react Hermione! Ha ha ha ha ha! Everyone knows your one of the most pristine girls in our grade! There are third years hornier than you! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Rict-ha ha ha ha- usemp-ha ha ha ha-ra!" Susan tittered as she pointed her wand at Hermione.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Horny third years, you must ha ha ha ha ha ha be kidding me! They're just beginning to know about hormones at that age! ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!" Hermione said, talking with great difficulty because of the tickling charm.

Then the Charms room door swung open. It was Professor McGonagall. Even though all the students were in uncontrollable laughing fits, all the students watched her every move attentively.

"Excuse me Professor Flitwick, I would like to have a few words with Mister Weasley and Miss Granger."

"Oh of course Minerva. Ron, Hermione, Professor McGonagall wants a word with you!" Professor Flitwick said loudly.

Still laughing, Ron and Hermione left the classroom with Professor McGonagall. She led them to her classroom, which was full of small second years taking a written assignment.

"Come with me," Professor McGonagall whispered, and led them into her office, and shut the door.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, good morning, ha ha ha ha ha ha Professor McGonagall!" Hermione tittered.

"Good ha ha morning ha ha, Professor, ha ha ha." Ron chuckled uncontrollably.

"Oh goodness," Professor McGonagall muttered. She said a spell, and the two laughing teenagers stopped immediately.

"I have addressed the problem to Dumbledore. He absolutely refuses you to constantly take sleeping draughts. He says if you keep taking them, you'll take potions for every bad dream you have. Same goes with you two sleeping with each other. All we can do for you is give you some moral support."

"That won't really do anything Professor!" Ron said, getting up in frustration.

"Ron's right Professor." Hermione said quietly, looking at her shoes.

"I'm sorry, but, we can't let students do things like this. Besides, you're not even of age! You're only 16. Are you two even in love," Professor McGonagall said coolly.

Ron and Hermione stared at her, speechless. "Now, let's get to that punishment. let's say 30 points from Gryffindor? Does that sound good," Still, Ron and Hermione were speechless. "I suppose it does. Now if I hear that you've been sleeping in the same room again, your punishment will be more severe. Understand me? No head off to lunch." Professor McGonagall muttered.

"You slept with my brother? Hermione," Ginny said in pure shock. "That's, that's, DISGUSTING! You could do way better than that, like Dean for instance. Hell, Neville would be a way better choice than arse-faced brother!" That night at the girls' dormitories.

"Neville? You've got to be kidding me! Anyway, being around Ron was quite nice." Hermione said.

"You fancy Ron, don't you!" Ginny giggled.

"Of course not! He's my best friend, Ginny!"

"Friend's can fancy each other, did you know that?"

"Well, they can, but me and Ron are different!"

"How so, Mione?"

Hermione didn't know what to say. "Well...Well... it's just different!"

"Aha! You rate my brother!"

"Of course not! Why do keep thinking that?" Hermione asked, blushing slightly.

"Well, when you couldn't sleep, you could've went to my room. We're like, best friends, girl friends anyway. If you didn't like him, you would've never went to his room in the first place! To top that, you're blushing right now!" Ginny laughed.

"I'm going to go to the Great Hall to get something to eat. Do you want anything?" Hermione asked.

"Now, you're avoiding the subject...Hmm... Some chocolate cake, some chocolate frogs, acid pops, mmm, some treacle fudge, and ooo, some chicken from dinner. Thanks a bunch Hermione." Ginny replied.

"Either you must be hungry, or you are seriously menstrual....Ok, I'll be back in a bit."

"I can't fucking stand Professor McGonagall! ARGH! What am I, more importantly Mione, going to sleep at night with these shit dreams all about?" Ron ranted as he paced the boys' dormitory.

"Mione? Well, do what I do. Do nothing, but if it's due to an evil bastard, such as ol' Lord Volders, do a little kick ass Occlumency, and it'll be alright," Harry replied. "Mione? What's that all about?"

"Shut up." Ron grunted, still pacing the room.

"Is that a pet name? Oooo what's yours? Ronnie poo? Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"ARGH, you annoying wanker!" Ron laughed as he threw his pillow at Harry.

Just as soon as Ron's pillow hit Harry square in the eye, Neville burst through the door, smiling idiotically.

"Hi, everybody!" Neville laughed, as if he had over a dozen fire whiskeys.

Harry grabbed Neville by the collar and yowled, "What's wrong with you man? Snap out of it, damnit!"

"Stop it, Harry! I'm fine!" Neville replied, stupidly.

"Hmm. I see, I see. Acting stupid, tie undone, two shirt buttons undone, swollen lips...AHA! You were out snogging somebody! I never knew you had it in you," Harry said, wiping a fake tear.

"You're now with the big boys, Nevy-kins," Ron said, patting Neville's back. "Who was the lucky girl? Tell us all about it?"

"Well, you would never believe this, but I don't give a damn about what you say. Well, this afternoon in the library, doing some potions homework when-"

"Ron, how could you say that. Sorry Neville, for interrupting. You can't be with these supposed big boys when you never kissed a girl! Like the kind in crap romance muggle movies!" Harry laughed hysterically.

"I slept with Mione, so shut the hell up, wanker! You never had a girlfriend! Continue Neville." Ron grunted angrily.

"Somebody came in-"

"Bloody bullocks, Ron! Stop with your yelling, Neville wants to talk about his experience with a girl! Ok, go ahead Neville." Harry laughed.

"It was-"

Seamus ran into the dormitory. "Damnit, Ron! You better get to the common room! Hermione is crying, and her face is badly brusied!"

"We better go take a look at this!" Harry said, as Ron and him left the dorm.

"Damn it to Hell, tossers! Everytime I say something, something comes up," Neville grunted. "Hermione?" Neville ran down to the common room to see what happened to Hermione.

"Hermione, are you alright?" Ron asked, as he pushed other students away as he sat down next to her. She just nodded.

"Tell us what happened." Harry asked to Hermione quietly.

"I...I'll...do it...when...nobody's around." Hermione sobbed.

"Clear off! Clear off! As a prefect, I order you people to get your little arses to your dorms," Ron yowled. Nobody left. "We might as well talk this with her someplace else. Hermione, do you want to go to library with me and Harry?" Ron asked.

"No. I...I just think....I'll...Go to sleep now...I have to give... Menstrual Ginny her snacks. Good night, Ron, good night, Harry." Hermione whimpered as she walked up the girls' staircase.

"Do you want to sleep in my dorm, Hermione?" Ginny asked.

"Oh. Ok. Just let me get my things." Hermione replied. After she got her things, Hermione slept in Ginny's room soundly. As Hermione was sleeping, she was tossing and turning, and whimpering.

..."Ron! Harry! Oh Merlin," Hermione screamed as Harry and Ron hit the ground. She tried to reach them, but someone from behind her pulled her back. "Let me go, God damnit!" Hermione kicked and screamed, but the person holding her back wouldn't let go.

"Hello, my pretty," A cold heartless voice said in the shadows. "Two down, and one more to go." The shadow raised his wand...

"Hermione, are you alright?" Ginny asked from her four poster.

"Yes. I'm fine. I think I'll sit in the common room." Hermione replied.

"I'll come with you." Ginny said.

"No. I think I'll have a chat with Ron and Harry for a few minutes."

"You know what McGonagall said! You'll get more than points deducted if you sleep in his room again!"

"I'll ask him to sit with me in the common room. So don't worry Gin, nothing will happen."

"I'm coming with you!"

"No God damnit! Sorry Ginny, I'd like to sit with Ron alone, if you don't mind. Truly sorry, Ginny." Hermione whispered, grabbing her robe.

"Oh, ok. I'll talk to you at breakfast. I'm going to be up early tomorrow just incase..." Ginny laughed, but with a disappointed look on her face.

"Ron?" Hermione asked when she kneeled in front of Ron's four poster.

Ron woke up startled. "Mum! Phew, it's only you Hermione. Do you want to sit with me?"

"Oh, I was thinking we sit in the common room, if it's alright with you."

"Oh, yeah, sure. Just let me get my robe." Ron got up from his bed, and to Hermione's surprise, he was wearing navy blue boxers with broomsticks and snitches on them.

"Thank you for sitting with me, Ron." Hermione said quietly, as they sat in front of the roaring fire in the common room.

"Welcome.Damn, it's hot in here," Ron laughed, as he took off his robe.

"Yeah, I guess it kind of is," Hermione sighed, looking at Ron's muscles, he got them after practicing quidditch all summer. Hermione sat down with a Ron in the hot common room (the fire, of course) for a few minutes, just staring out of the window, when reluctantly, she took off her robe. She was wearing a black tank top and black lace knickers.

"Do you always sleep in your knickers?" Ron asked, ears slightly reddening.

"Well, yes, I guess I do."

"Well, I was just wondering, you don't have to say anything if you feel uncomfortable, but, who did this to your face? I'm taking you do Madam Pomfrey's tomorrow morning whether you like it your not."

"I...I..." Hermione just sobbed. She just fell on top of Ron (he, was laying down), sobbing.

"It's alright, you don't have to." Ron whispered, as she hugged her. Oh Merlin, Hermione. Poor dear. Then for no reason at all, Hermione kissed Ron on the lips. It wasn't a full passionate one, but it was sweet and short.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know what came over me. It's just, that, you're so nice, and everything, letting me sit, and er, sleep with you the other day."

"It's all right."

"I should be going now, It's already 3:40." Hermione whispered.

"No, don't go, just stay for a few more minutes." Ron pleaded.

"Fine, just for 20 more minutes. You big scaredy baby." Hermione sighed.

"Who are you calling big scaredy baby, you went to my room!" Ron laughed.

"Well, you don't want me to leave! There, we're even." Hermione giggled.

After that, they just lay down next to each other, looking through the window, then, fell into a nice dreamless sleep.

CHAPTER 3 coming soon!!!