Thank you for all the wonderful reviews, YES I'M WRITING MORE NOW!!!!!!! I had a co-writer buy we got into a fight and he decided to be immature so now it's just me again. It wasn't supposed to take this long to update. Sorry guys.
Well, once again I don't own anything and YES the title is a line from an Evanescence song, so credit is given to them. Now, ON WITH THE STORY!!! (more sex to come .)
Back in the common room Harry and Ron were playing their 10th game of Wizard Chess, Ginny was writing a letter to Fred and George about how the joke shop was going, and once again Hermione was curled up with a gigantic book in her arms. Only this time, it wasn't her favorite copy of 'Hogwarts, A History,' but a muggle-written novel about 3 best friends and all the trouble they get into in school.
"Damn, you always win!" exclaimed Harry as Ron's Knight Slashed Harry's King in two.
"Well, you have to anticipate your opponent's next move and block him. Another match mate?"
"You bet! I'm going to beat you this time!" he said holding his fist up to Ron jokingly.
Ron just simply blinked at him and answered "…right."
Hermione flipped through the pages mindlessly, not actually reading the book. She was too much in thought about the night ahead of her. 'What if I slept in the common room again? Would he come back? There was only Harry and Ron left in the House since everyone left for the holidays this morning. Would it really be him or some old pervert looking for a good time?'
Ron was thinking along the same lines. 'Should I just let her find out what I had done? She might never speak to me again, but Ginny said she liked it.' He didn't know what more to do.
"Haha! Check and mate! Ron? Ron? Hey lunkhead I beat you!" Harry knocked on his head. "Are you in there?"
Ron snapped out of this thoughts and looked blankly at his best friend. "What happened?"
"He beat you. Hey Ron, should I ask Fred is he could send us some more Fizzing Whizzbee's for Snape's class?"
"No Ginny, I think he's catching on to you after you put it in his desk and it exploded and sent your hair ribbon flying across the room."
"Hmm, you're right. What about something that laughs when you say a certain word? George said he doesn't know what to call them yet but you say word while holding the tail and when you let go it has a high pitched laugh when anyone says that word. Maybe that would put Snape in his place." Ginny scribbled something down on the parchment to her brothers and sealed it. "Is Pig back in the owlry yet? Or does Hedwig still take him out hunting all day?"
"I don't know, why don't you go check," Ron was trying to figure out how Harry beat him.
Hermione slammed her book shut and stormed upstairs. She didn't know what was wrong, she wasn't mad, she just needed to be alone for a while. Back up in her room she sat on the window sill, it was colder than the night before and she noticed a few cracks in the frame letting the cold air in. "Maybe someone should let Dumbledore know…" she wasn't talking to anyone in particular just looking out onto the snow covered grounds. Right now she was missing home, she was missing her candles, her incense, her computer her father bought her for her birthday a few months back. Hogwarts was the only place she could get away too in the summer, but where would she go to get away during the rest of the year? The Burrow was nice and comfy, but not to mention crowded. She liked being with her friends, and she was having a good time. She wasn't angry or sad, she was just thinking about what had gone on for the past little while. 'He doesn't know, he'll probably never know. I couldn't tell him last year, or the year before, why am I kidding myself, he'd object to me. After all the other girls he's been with, who knows how far he's been with them. And here I sit, scared my best friend is going to reject me if I tell him how I feel.'
Hermione wasn't afraid to be with a man, she had been with Viktor, who could ever forget Viktor Krum. Of coarse everyone suspected something had gone on, after disappearing for a few hours…sometimes days to Hogsmead with a man 3yrs older heading for a career on one of the most popular Quiditch teams. Through the whole conversation with Ginny earlier, she had lied through half of it. Her and Viktor still talked, wrote letters often, about nothing in particular on the most part. He still asks her to be with him after she finishes with school, or come and stay with him during the summer. Sometimes he would write something provocative and they would continue a secret love affair through owls. Ginny asked too much, maybe she should never have told her about every guy she's been with, and since Ginny was Ron's little sister, and would tell everyone everything, not to mention she was a little young to hear about certain things, Hermione was forced to tone down her encounters with men. Malfoy, Draco Malfoy. Bleach blonde, black roots, deep eyes, pure blood wizard with an ego to match the size his…well…his lower counterpart. And, damn did he use that well. Hermione never liked to talk about it, she was sure he didn't either but some time in the mix of all Umbridge's psychotic reign, the found a way. The Room of Requirement, they had all known where it was, some few for different reasons than others (cough) but in each time it was put to excellent use! Malfoy and Hermione had their fun, then once everything started to calm down and Umbridge was driven out of the school then they're passion calmed down and ever since then Malfoy was just a little bit nicer when insulting Harry and Ron. She was sure they all noticed that he had not called her a mud blood since after that.
"Oh Ron, why do you have to take such hold of my heart? Why didn't I let you go?" she just sat there shaking her head trying not to think about crying. She got up, grabbed her towel and a hair band and headed off to the showers again. She was giving herself more problems then she knew what to do with.
Later in the afternoon, Harry decided to take Ginny outside to help her Quiditch skills since there was no wind, and Ron stayed inside taking time to wrap everyone's gifts. He got Harry a golden colored globe with an empty broom stick chasing after a snitch, he got that with a little help from his dear brothers and their joke shop. He got Ginny a new floating diary that records her entries since her other one is full, with everything she has to say she says it too fast to write. The last thing left on his bed was a tiny red box with a gold ribbon around it. There were gold lines gently drawn on the red in swirls and one heart on the side. Underneath the cloth was a tiny silver band with "You Are the One" written in ancient writing that he knew only Hermione would be able to decipher, on a silver chain with a heart closing clip. "If she doesn't like this I'll probably have to go to Durmstang next semester." Ron slipped everything under his bed and grabbed a towel out of the other room and headed off to the showers.
Hermione was in the common room pacing around one again trying to clear her mind. She started to believe that there had to be something wrong with her that day, every thought she had was about Ron and they were all pieces to a puzzle that just didn't want to bloody well come together. She stopped dead in the middle of the room and said to herself, "I take so many showers I'll get the 'Cleanest Witch' award instead of Head Girl" and yet again headed to the showers. She grabbed another towel from the closet and opened the door to the showers. The boy's were behind the other door on the left and since she knew no one would be in there she didn't mind the door was open. She got undressed and threw her clothes out of the way.
Ron walked into the hallway and noticed the clothes scattered on the floor. He didn't hear the showers running so he figured Ginny or Hermione was just pissed off at something. 'Probably Hermione found out something about N.E.W.T.'s and she didn't study enough.' He shook his head, "If anything she studies too much," he said laughing a bit. The water started running and he stood there looking at the door. "Ginny's outside with Harry…Hermione?" she said in a small voice. Maybe, he figured, if he took a small peek. It's nothing he hasn't already felt… Ron slowly walked through the door and looked around. 'It's nice in here, smells good,' he couldn't help but wonder if she was around the next corner…
Hermione dropped the towel that clung around her onto the floor and stepped onto the cold marble floor. The cold floor and the warm water were a good mix. Her hair was up in a pony tail and the tips of her hair were starting to get wet and stick to her shoulders. She has changed over the years, her breasts were fuller, her legs were long and sleek. Her arms were a little toned from working out in the summer time and her stomach was tight and hard with tiny abs.
It was getting warm in the small room so Ron took his shirt off. He had slimmed down a bit, shoulders were widened a bit and his arms were hard. With his pants hanging loosely at his hips he had the perfect V ending his triangle shaped upper body. Ron looked around the corner and saw the silhouette of a girl hw knew for years.
Hermione felt like she knew something was behind her. 'Well, if he's here for a show he'll get one.' She grabbed the soap and slowly bent down turning her head to look away from whoever was there.
Ron was loving this. He tensed the muscles in his shoulder telling himself he shouldn't go forward. His will power was strong but he felt a sudden urge to let go.
She pulled back up and put her arms behind her head, arching her back. She closed her eyes and turned around. She slowly opened her eyes and blinked a couple times. The man standing there was blurry from all the steam in the room.
Ron was stunned. She had grown up and turned into a beautiful woman. He was in shock that she turned around to face him, what did she think when she saw him? He walked closer to her reaching out to touch her. The air was so hot Ron's hair was clinging to his face, he ran his fingers through it and his flaming hair spiked up. Hermione brought her hands down to her sides, she wasn't trying to hide herself, there was no point. Ron brought his hand up to her cheek and pulled her face up, she placed her hands on his chest and moved up towards his neck. He kissed her and let his hands explore her back and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders not wanting to let go. The kiss was broken and she looked up to him and smiled. She played with the button on his jeans and undid it with her teeth and pulled the zipper down. He stood there in amazement. He started to feel himself loosen up and his pants get tighter.
Well, once again I don't own anything and YES the title is a line from an Evanescence song, so credit is given to them. Now, ON WITH THE STORY!!! (more sex to come .)
Back in the common room Harry and Ron were playing their 10th game of Wizard Chess, Ginny was writing a letter to Fred and George about how the joke shop was going, and once again Hermione was curled up with a gigantic book in her arms. Only this time, it wasn't her favorite copy of 'Hogwarts, A History,' but a muggle-written novel about 3 best friends and all the trouble they get into in school.
"Damn, you always win!" exclaimed Harry as Ron's Knight Slashed Harry's King in two.
"Well, you have to anticipate your opponent's next move and block him. Another match mate?"
"You bet! I'm going to beat you this time!" he said holding his fist up to Ron jokingly.
Ron just simply blinked at him and answered "…right."
Hermione flipped through the pages mindlessly, not actually reading the book. She was too much in thought about the night ahead of her. 'What if I slept in the common room again? Would he come back? There was only Harry and Ron left in the House since everyone left for the holidays this morning. Would it really be him or some old pervert looking for a good time?'
Ron was thinking along the same lines. 'Should I just let her find out what I had done? She might never speak to me again, but Ginny said she liked it.' He didn't know what more to do.
"Haha! Check and mate! Ron? Ron? Hey lunkhead I beat you!" Harry knocked on his head. "Are you in there?"
Ron snapped out of this thoughts and looked blankly at his best friend. "What happened?"
"He beat you. Hey Ron, should I ask Fred is he could send us some more Fizzing Whizzbee's for Snape's class?"
"No Ginny, I think he's catching on to you after you put it in his desk and it exploded and sent your hair ribbon flying across the room."
"Hmm, you're right. What about something that laughs when you say a certain word? George said he doesn't know what to call them yet but you say word while holding the tail and when you let go it has a high pitched laugh when anyone says that word. Maybe that would put Snape in his place." Ginny scribbled something down on the parchment to her brothers and sealed it. "Is Pig back in the owlry yet? Or does Hedwig still take him out hunting all day?"
"I don't know, why don't you go check," Ron was trying to figure out how Harry beat him.
Hermione slammed her book shut and stormed upstairs. She didn't know what was wrong, she wasn't mad, she just needed to be alone for a while. Back up in her room she sat on the window sill, it was colder than the night before and she noticed a few cracks in the frame letting the cold air in. "Maybe someone should let Dumbledore know…" she wasn't talking to anyone in particular just looking out onto the snow covered grounds. Right now she was missing home, she was missing her candles, her incense, her computer her father bought her for her birthday a few months back. Hogwarts was the only place she could get away too in the summer, but where would she go to get away during the rest of the year? The Burrow was nice and comfy, but not to mention crowded. She liked being with her friends, and she was having a good time. She wasn't angry or sad, she was just thinking about what had gone on for the past little while. 'He doesn't know, he'll probably never know. I couldn't tell him last year, or the year before, why am I kidding myself, he'd object to me. After all the other girls he's been with, who knows how far he's been with them. And here I sit, scared my best friend is going to reject me if I tell him how I feel.'
Hermione wasn't afraid to be with a man, she had been with Viktor, who could ever forget Viktor Krum. Of coarse everyone suspected something had gone on, after disappearing for a few hours…sometimes days to Hogsmead with a man 3yrs older heading for a career on one of the most popular Quiditch teams. Through the whole conversation with Ginny earlier, she had lied through half of it. Her and Viktor still talked, wrote letters often, about nothing in particular on the most part. He still asks her to be with him after she finishes with school, or come and stay with him during the summer. Sometimes he would write something provocative and they would continue a secret love affair through owls. Ginny asked too much, maybe she should never have told her about every guy she's been with, and since Ginny was Ron's little sister, and would tell everyone everything, not to mention she was a little young to hear about certain things, Hermione was forced to tone down her encounters with men. Malfoy, Draco Malfoy. Bleach blonde, black roots, deep eyes, pure blood wizard with an ego to match the size his…well…his lower counterpart. And, damn did he use that well. Hermione never liked to talk about it, she was sure he didn't either but some time in the mix of all Umbridge's psychotic reign, the found a way. The Room of Requirement, they had all known where it was, some few for different reasons than others (cough) but in each time it was put to excellent use! Malfoy and Hermione had their fun, then once everything started to calm down and Umbridge was driven out of the school then they're passion calmed down and ever since then Malfoy was just a little bit nicer when insulting Harry and Ron. She was sure they all noticed that he had not called her a mud blood since after that.
"Oh Ron, why do you have to take such hold of my heart? Why didn't I let you go?" she just sat there shaking her head trying not to think about crying. She got up, grabbed her towel and a hair band and headed off to the showers again. She was giving herself more problems then she knew what to do with.
Later in the afternoon, Harry decided to take Ginny outside to help her Quiditch skills since there was no wind, and Ron stayed inside taking time to wrap everyone's gifts. He got Harry a golden colored globe with an empty broom stick chasing after a snitch, he got that with a little help from his dear brothers and their joke shop. He got Ginny a new floating diary that records her entries since her other one is full, with everything she has to say she says it too fast to write. The last thing left on his bed was a tiny red box with a gold ribbon around it. There were gold lines gently drawn on the red in swirls and one heart on the side. Underneath the cloth was a tiny silver band with "You Are the One" written in ancient writing that he knew only Hermione would be able to decipher, on a silver chain with a heart closing clip. "If she doesn't like this I'll probably have to go to Durmstang next semester." Ron slipped everything under his bed and grabbed a towel out of the other room and headed off to the showers.
Hermione was in the common room pacing around one again trying to clear her mind. She started to believe that there had to be something wrong with her that day, every thought she had was about Ron and they were all pieces to a puzzle that just didn't want to bloody well come together. She stopped dead in the middle of the room and said to herself, "I take so many showers I'll get the 'Cleanest Witch' award instead of Head Girl" and yet again headed to the showers. She grabbed another towel from the closet and opened the door to the showers. The boy's were behind the other door on the left and since she knew no one would be in there she didn't mind the door was open. She got undressed and threw her clothes out of the way.
Ron walked into the hallway and noticed the clothes scattered on the floor. He didn't hear the showers running so he figured Ginny or Hermione was just pissed off at something. 'Probably Hermione found out something about N.E.W.T.'s and she didn't study enough.' He shook his head, "If anything she studies too much," he said laughing a bit. The water started running and he stood there looking at the door. "Ginny's outside with Harry…Hermione?" she said in a small voice. Maybe, he figured, if he took a small peek. It's nothing he hasn't already felt… Ron slowly walked through the door and looked around. 'It's nice in here, smells good,' he couldn't help but wonder if she was around the next corner…
Hermione dropped the towel that clung around her onto the floor and stepped onto the cold marble floor. The cold floor and the warm water were a good mix. Her hair was up in a pony tail and the tips of her hair were starting to get wet and stick to her shoulders. She has changed over the years, her breasts were fuller, her legs were long and sleek. Her arms were a little toned from working out in the summer time and her stomach was tight and hard with tiny abs.
It was getting warm in the small room so Ron took his shirt off. He had slimmed down a bit, shoulders were widened a bit and his arms were hard. With his pants hanging loosely at his hips he had the perfect V ending his triangle shaped upper body. Ron looked around the corner and saw the silhouette of a girl hw knew for years.
Hermione felt like she knew something was behind her. 'Well, if he's here for a show he'll get one.' She grabbed the soap and slowly bent down turning her head to look away from whoever was there.
Ron was loving this. He tensed the muscles in his shoulder telling himself he shouldn't go forward. His will power was strong but he felt a sudden urge to let go.
She pulled back up and put her arms behind her head, arching her back. She closed her eyes and turned around. She slowly opened her eyes and blinked a couple times. The man standing there was blurry from all the steam in the room.
Ron was stunned. She had grown up and turned into a beautiful woman. He was in shock that she turned around to face him, what did she think when she saw him? He walked closer to her reaching out to touch her. The air was so hot Ron's hair was clinging to his face, he ran his fingers through it and his flaming hair spiked up. Hermione brought her hands down to her sides, she wasn't trying to hide herself, there was no point. Ron brought his hand up to her cheek and pulled her face up, she placed her hands on his chest and moved up towards his neck. He kissed her and let his hands explore her back and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders not wanting to let go. The kiss was broken and she looked up to him and smiled. She played with the button on his jeans and undid it with her teeth and pulled the zipper down. He stood there in amazement. He started to feel himself loosen up and his pants get tighter.