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Chapter 5
The afternoon faded away quickly and in no time at all, the common room became barren, besides the trio of Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
Harry had realized long ago, that Ron had been staring at Hermione, and thought it would be best to leave him alone with her as he sensed some major sexual tension between the two. He didn't want to be around when they started to make-out, (He didn't like public displays of affection, as he didn't receive any as a little child, knowing the Dursley's.) so he decided to go off to bed even though he wasn't the slightest bit tired.
"Well I'm off to bed," said Harry between fake yawns, "er, right then, goodnight."
"'Night." Ron and Hermione said in unison, as Harry made his way towards the boys dormitories.
After Harry's Departure the two sat in a rather awkward silence, for what seemed to be forever, until Ron decided to make his move.
Could he do it? He was sweating all over and his stomach was in knots. No regrets. He had to do it. He loved her; and even if she didn't return his love, he knew he had to do it because he couldn't bare the suspense. He felt as if his chest was going to explode, his heart was beating so fast.
This was it. He ever so slowly moved closer to Hermione and placed his hand on hers as if it were an accident.
Hermione immediately responded to Ron's gesture with an expression of shock as she did not think he shared her feelings.
Misunderstanding Hermione's response, Ron glowed bright red, his ears on fire, and attempted to move his hand. But before he could do so. Hermione smiled brightly, and took his hand in hers. Ron gave a look of shock, much like Hermione's earlier expression, and leaned closer towards her.
They were so close that Hermione could count all the freckles on Ron's nose.
"Ron, I......." Hermione started, but was cut off when Ron tenderly brushed his lips with hers.
After they broke free from what was their first kiss, Ron kissed her again, but with more confidence, passion, and to Hermione's surprise tongue! She kissed him back with as much tenderness, and passion as he, not to mention as much tongue as well!
Pretty soon things became very heated. Both became lost in the moment, and well thanks to their raging hormones, (after all they are sixteen.) they began to block all hesitational thoughts.
Hermione was astounded by Ron's ability to make her quiver with his touch. When he brushed away her hair and softly kissed her neck, Hermione couldn't help but moan, and gasp, "Ron don't stop."
Sure enough the two found themselves making their way up to the boys dormitories, both giggling along the way.
When they approached the sixth year dorm, thankfully everyone was asleep, as they could hear several sets a loud snores coming form different points around the room. As they reached Ron's four-poster, Ron removed his shirt, and began to unbutton Hermione's blouse. Before he could go any farther Hermione stopped him.
"Ron," she said as he began to kiss down her neck once more, "I, I think we should, you know, stop. Not that I don't want to, because, OH God do I ever want to, but....but I think its for the best."
Ron placed his hand on her cheek and kissed her softly once more.
"Okay 'Mione, but stay with me tonight, I want you here with me, Please?" he asked her if it was his dying wish. How could she say no to him. Dear, sweet Ron.
"Of course." she replied, and with that they held each other for what seemed like an eternity, until finally Ron whispered into Hermione's ear, "I love you, bloody hell, do I ever love you."
Hermione couldn't help but smile at Ron's awkward combination of words, before they both drifted off into a peaceful slumber in each others arms.
Chapter 6
Harry, and the rest of his dorm mates, Neville, Seamus, and Dean, awoke the next morning only to find the curtains of Ron's four-poster drawn.
"Reckon he's got a girl in there mates?" asked Seamus, " I'll bet he does." he said answering his own question.
"Er, yes quite," Neville stammered, "W-what do you reckon Harry?" he asked curiously.
"Well, ummm, er, yeah..... He, he does actually. Judging from last night." replied Harry.
Comments, and questions such as, 'Way to go Ron!', 'What! REALLY!', and the most frequently asked, 'WHO!?!', soared out of the three boys mouths. All Harry could say in reply was,
"Erm, why don't we have a look see?"
The four rushed over to Ron's bed, opened the curtains, and let out amazed expressions of, 'Whoa!', and 'Bloody Hell!', quietly, so as not to wake Ron and the girl who lay in his arms, as they realized who it was.
Hermione.
They all stared with expressions of semi-shock. They all knew that they fancied each other, long before Hermione and Ron realized it.
"It's about bloody time!" Dean shouted as they , made their way towards the Great Hall for breakfast.
Chapter 7
Slowly Ron awakened and began to stretch but was stopped only to realize that with his arms he held the girl that he loved. So it wasn't a dream.
Shortly after his own awakening, Hermione began to stir. Ron didn't want to wake her. She was like an angel when she slept. Ron very carefully removed himself from Hermione's embrace, put on clean robes, and kissed her gently on the forehead. After all, he was damn hungry and even the one he loved couldn't stop him from eating. So, he made his way to the Great Hall, unbeknownst to the fact that Harry and his dorm mates knew everything.
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Harry sat with Neville at the Gryffindor house table, shovelling bacon and toast into his mouth.
"Oh, look, here comes Sir. Shag-a-lot!" said Harry between mouthfuls, as Ron approached the table. At first Ron looked puzzled, but he soon understood Harry's snide remark.
"OH!!!! No, its not like that, It's not what you think. Nothing happened, well, erm.........something happened, but not............ Harry it was bloody amazing! But its definitely not what you think, well almost but no!" Ron said in one giant breath.
"Okay, first, SLOW DOWN!!" said Harry. "Now, I would like to know what happened last night considering we all found you and Hermione, well, cozying it up in your bed. Now explain yourself mate!" Several nods of confirmation, came from Dean, Neville, and Seamus.
"Well," Ron said as his face and ears glowed the colour of his hair. Everyone gathered around at the sound of his voice. "Umm, uh, erm, you.......you see, it was like this," he stammered, "Harry went off to bed, and, and things got outta control, and well, before you know it 'Mione and I started to snog and we decided to go somewhere more comfortable, but, well, ummmm......before we could, could..... You know," he looked down at his feet, "She told me to stop because she, well err, she loved me too much and thought it would be more special and all if we waited, and well I agreed, well because, jumping into the sack the first day...... y'know" he said, finally taking a breath.
"I hear ya mate," said Seamus, "but that still doesn't explain why she was in your bed with you! Eh?"
"I asked her to stay..... Because I didn't want her to go, because, well I reckon I love her, and that I wanted her, and I thought I would rather torture myself with the Cruciatus curse, then let her go, so there 'ya have it." Ron said with a slight smile, not knowing what to expect from his friends.
"Well, uh, Congratulations, Ron!" Harry beamed as he patted Ron on the back, "It was about time too! I thought I was gonna go mad if you two didn't admit you fancied each other!" He said with laughter, "Where is Hermione anyway?"
"Still sleeping." Ron replied.
"But she's gonna miss charms! Ron she's gonna be down right, ruddy mad at you!" exclaimed Harry.
"I know, but, I couldn't wake her up. She looked so peaceful, and I reckon, she won't be too angry with me, as, well she does fancy me, but anyways," he quickly changed the subject , "We better get going ourselves, or else we'll be late, Hermione will be in Double Potions this afternoon, no doubt," said Ron before stuffing a muffin into his mouth.
Chapter 8
"Mmmmm.....," Hermione stirred, "Ron," She turned to greet her boyfriend, (Boyfriend, Ron, boyfriend, Ron was her boyfriend! It just felt so right!) only to find that he wasn't beside her. A piece of parchment with a note scribbled on it, was in his place. It read:
Hermione,
I went for breakfast, sry I didn't wake u, u looked really pretty when u sleep. Don't be mad.
Last night was BLOODY brilliant!
Love,
Ron
P.S. Do u still think I have the emotional range of a teaspoon????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
Hermione couldn't help but smile at that last comment of his letter. (that used extremely bad grammar in her opinion) I cant believe he remembered that. She did recall when she had said that to him back in fifth year, when Harry had kissed Cho.
"Awwww! That's so sweet!" Hermione thought to herself, as she looked at the digital clock, charmed to continuously run without batteries. "10:17! Damn! I missed charms! Why didn't that git wake me!" That handsome little git.
Hermione quickly got dressed and gathered her quills, books, parchment, and other what-nots needed for class. Since Charms was nearly over, she decided to wait out the ten minutes or so until break when she would meet Harry and Sigh Ron, for lunch, before Double Potions.
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"Mione!" Ron shouted through his charming smile as he waved her over to where he was sitting.
"Morning love." Hermione said as Ron reached for her to sit on his lap.
"Look who decided to grace us with her presence!" Harry mocked between bites of his sandwich.
"Oi, Shut up!" Ron declared in Hermione's defence.
They had begun feeding each other grapes. It was quite disgusting if you asked Harry. (Again, he didn't like public displays of affection.) He couldn't even look at them, if he didn't say something soon, he swore he was going to go mad.
"Gods, will you two please get a room!" he finally shouted.
"Whoa, Harry calm down mate," Ron gasped, "you don't need to be shoutin' man. What's with you? Everything seems to set you off lately."
It was true everything did set him off. Once he blew up at Professor McGonagle for asking him to turn in his home work, and at Neville when he asked him if he could borrow a quill.
"Shut your face Ron!" Harry bellowed enraged that Ron would say something like that.
"Is it Sirius?" Hermione flinched, not knowing how Harry was going to react to her question.
"NO! WHY DOES EVERYTHING HAVE TO DO WITH BLOODY...........HIM!" Harry couldn't even bring himself to say his name anymore.
"I JUST DON'T WANT TO WATCH WELL, THAT!!" Hermione trembled and Ron held her in his arms, she began to cry on his shoulder.
"Harry, What's with you!?" Ron stammered.
"God! Nothing! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE! SAVVY!" and with that Harry stormed out of the Great Hall.
"He's gone mad, that one." said Ron as he and Hermione settled back down on the bench, Hermione on Ron's lap, before they headed off to Potions.
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