Disclaimer ~ I do not own any of the Harry potter characters, The only
thing I own is the plot. and not even that it is all original.
Hermione left the girls' dorm in search for Ron. She didn't know why she was looking for him, but she left anyway.
Her eyes scanned the common room for Ron, but he was nowhere to be found. She would have to ask Harry if he saw where Ron went.
"Harry, Have you seen Ron?"
"No. He left your room earlier and mumbled something about his hand and left. What did you do to him?"
"I didn't do anything! If it weren't for Lavender and Parvati I WOULD be doing something."
"You mean to tell me that Ron finally had enough nerve to do something about his obsession?"
"Did you see where he went, or not?" Hermione said impatiently.
"No I didn't." Hermione turned to leave, but she turned to Harry first.
"Harry? Could you not tell Ron I told you? I'm sure he'll tell you when he gets back anyway. If he does come back and he asks about me tell him I'm in the library."
"Alright, Hermione."
"You want to come, Harry?"
"No thanks."
"Okay. Bye then." Hermione left the common room and made her way to the library down the lonely halls of Hogwarts.
Hermione pushed open the doors to the library, and sat at a table by herself. She pulled out her Arithmancy homework and looked over her notes closely. Or at least she tried. Not even Arithmancy could keep her mind off Ron.
Hermione was furious at Lavender and Parvati. She kept thinking that if they had come only a few minutes later she would get to see if kissing Ron in real life was as good as it was when she dreamt of him. She wondered if his lips were as soft and gentle; if his mouth tasted sweeter than warm milk.
She taped her quill on a piece of parchment and sighed as she closed her eyes. When she reopened them Ron was sitting across from her at the table.
"Ron! You scared me!" Hermione whispered harshly.
"Sorry. Harry told me I could find you here. We need to talk."
"Okay."
"Umm, earlier today in your dorm. When we almost."
"Kissed, Ron?"
"Yeah. That shouldn't have happened. I didn't go there to kiss you. It wasn't supposed to happen."
"Oh." Hermione could feel her eyes start water. "I have to go. I forgot something in my room."
"Alright. See you later."
Hermione quickly gathered her things and left the library in a hurry. She walked as fast as she could back to Gryffindor.
She hurried through the common room so nobody would ask her any questions, and see the tears threatening to come out.
She hurried up the stairs to her dorm where she could cry freely. She opened the door and crossed the room to her bed. She lay flat on her stomach and pushed her head into the mattress. She felt her tears soaking the sheets her face was so roughly pressed against.
Hermione heard someone enter the room and turned around to see who it was. "Harry?" Hermione asked through her sniffles.
"Why are you crying, Hermione?"
"I'm so stupid, Harry."
Harry sat next to Hermione on hr bed. He rested his hand on her back. "You're not stupid, Hermione. You're one of the smartest people I know."
"Lavender and Parvati actually had me convinced that Ron likes me."
"He does like you, though."
"Then why did he tell me that what happened today was a mistake?"
"He just doesn't know that you feel the same way for him."
"Why would I almost kiss him, if I didn't like him?"
"Why would he almost kiss you if he didn't like you?"
Hermione sat up, "You're right. Neither of us are going to do anything about it."
"Ron may not, but you can."
"Do you expect me to go up to him and say 'Ron I want to kiss you.' ?"
"If a girl came up to me and said that to me, I'd be one of the happiest guys in the world!"
"I can't say that!"
"Well, then at least talk to him about it."
"Okay, but if this turns out to be another advice tidbit like Parvati and Lavender, then you're in big trouble!"
"Alright."
Hermione left the girls' dorm in search for Ron. She didn't know why she was looking for him, but she left anyway.
Her eyes scanned the common room for Ron, but he was nowhere to be found. She would have to ask Harry if he saw where Ron went.
"Harry, Have you seen Ron?"
"No. He left your room earlier and mumbled something about his hand and left. What did you do to him?"
"I didn't do anything! If it weren't for Lavender and Parvati I WOULD be doing something."
"You mean to tell me that Ron finally had enough nerve to do something about his obsession?"
"Did you see where he went, or not?" Hermione said impatiently.
"No I didn't." Hermione turned to leave, but she turned to Harry first.
"Harry? Could you not tell Ron I told you? I'm sure he'll tell you when he gets back anyway. If he does come back and he asks about me tell him I'm in the library."
"Alright, Hermione."
"You want to come, Harry?"
"No thanks."
"Okay. Bye then." Hermione left the common room and made her way to the library down the lonely halls of Hogwarts.
Hermione pushed open the doors to the library, and sat at a table by herself. She pulled out her Arithmancy homework and looked over her notes closely. Or at least she tried. Not even Arithmancy could keep her mind off Ron.
Hermione was furious at Lavender and Parvati. She kept thinking that if they had come only a few minutes later she would get to see if kissing Ron in real life was as good as it was when she dreamt of him. She wondered if his lips were as soft and gentle; if his mouth tasted sweeter than warm milk.
She taped her quill on a piece of parchment and sighed as she closed her eyes. When she reopened them Ron was sitting across from her at the table.
"Ron! You scared me!" Hermione whispered harshly.
"Sorry. Harry told me I could find you here. We need to talk."
"Okay."
"Umm, earlier today in your dorm. When we almost."
"Kissed, Ron?"
"Yeah. That shouldn't have happened. I didn't go there to kiss you. It wasn't supposed to happen."
"Oh." Hermione could feel her eyes start water. "I have to go. I forgot something in my room."
"Alright. See you later."
Hermione quickly gathered her things and left the library in a hurry. She walked as fast as she could back to Gryffindor.
She hurried through the common room so nobody would ask her any questions, and see the tears threatening to come out.
She hurried up the stairs to her dorm where she could cry freely. She opened the door and crossed the room to her bed. She lay flat on her stomach and pushed her head into the mattress. She felt her tears soaking the sheets her face was so roughly pressed against.
Hermione heard someone enter the room and turned around to see who it was. "Harry?" Hermione asked through her sniffles.
"Why are you crying, Hermione?"
"I'm so stupid, Harry."
Harry sat next to Hermione on hr bed. He rested his hand on her back. "You're not stupid, Hermione. You're one of the smartest people I know."
"Lavender and Parvati actually had me convinced that Ron likes me."
"He does like you, though."
"Then why did he tell me that what happened today was a mistake?"
"He just doesn't know that you feel the same way for him."
"Why would I almost kiss him, if I didn't like him?"
"Why would he almost kiss you if he didn't like you?"
Hermione sat up, "You're right. Neither of us are going to do anything about it."
"Ron may not, but you can."
"Do you expect me to go up to him and say 'Ron I want to kiss you.' ?"
"If a girl came up to me and said that to me, I'd be one of the happiest guys in the world!"
"I can't say that!"
"Well, then at least talk to him about it."
"Okay, but if this turns out to be another advice tidbit like Parvati and Lavender, then you're in big trouble!"
"Alright."