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Hermione picked up the note that was lying on her bed. She looked down at the front of the sealed letter. It read her name. In Ron's handwriting. She smiled and wondered when Ron had put it on her bed. He must've sent Pigwidgeon before they went to dinner.
She opened the letter by pulling on the wax seal. Her eyes moved slowly, taking in every word Ron wrote, carefully.
Hermione-
I need to talk to you as soon as possible. I can't write what I need to say. I need to tell you to your face. Don't forget to meet McGonagall in the common room after dinner. We have detention to serve.
-Ron
Hermione folded the letter and tucked it away under her pillow. She forgot about her meeting with McGonagall. She climbed down the stairs and sat on a couch until dinner was over.
Slowly the common room began to fill. McGonagall took a seat across from Hermione as they waited in silence for Ron to come back. The last one to arrive, Ron sat down next to Hermione. She smiled at him, while he blushed and looked back to the Head-of-House.
"What were you two thinking? You have to set an example for the younger students. You are both prefects this year, and are expected to excel."
"We're sorry, Professor McGonagall. It won't happen again. Right, Ron?"
Ron looked up. "Huh? Yeah. We are really sorry."
"Alright. You will both be serving detention tomorrow night. Detention starts at 9:00p.m. Meet Filch outside the Great Hall. He'll find something for you to do."
After McGonagall left, Hermione said her good nights to all of her friends. She climbed the stairs and fell asleep almost immediately when she hit her pillow.
Hermione awoke extra early the next morning. She felt a new confidence. She knew Ron liked her from the note he gave her. She had to look extra good that day.
Hermione took a shower and quickly dressed, checking her outfit in front of the mirror. It was a nice outfit. A short sleeved white blouse. She wore her Gryffindor tie, and a Gold sweater vest. Her skirt was also Gryffindor colored. Scarlet and gold.
It wasn't too conservative, but it wasn't to revealing. She even applied some of the muggle make-up her mom gave her. Again, just something light, and a little sparkly.
Hermione tried several spells to make her hair stay put the way she wanted it to. Finally, her hair fell in soft waves on her shoulders. Perfect.
By the time she was finally finished, her roommates were also done. Hermione climbed down the stairs to the common room as gracefully as she could. She knew that Harry and Ron would already be there waiting for her. She smiled. They were.
At first they didn't notice her, "Hermione! You look so pretty!" Ginny said shyly.
"Thanks, Ginny. You look pretty, too. Don't you think, Harry?" She smiled at Ginny. She knew about Ginny's crush on him, as well as almost everyone else.
"Yeah." Harry said.
"Are you boys ready for breakfast? C'mon, Gin." Hermione started walking towards the door. Nobody attempted to follow her. "Come on, you three. Ron do not tell me you're not hungry."
Ron smiled. "I am. Let's go." The three walked and talked and laughed all the way down to the Great Hall. Ron and Harry talked about Quidditch.
"How can you stand being around them, Hermione? All they ever talk about is Quidditch."
"It's not easy. I have to find someone else to listen to. It's either I listen to Quidditch or I listen to Lavender and Parvati."
"I'll sit by you.I mean, if you don't mind. Never mind."
"Ginny, I would love it if you would sit by me."
"Oh." Ginny looked up at Hermione. She saw who her elder was looking at, and smiled. "He likes you. He especially liked you this morning. You do look really pretty. How did you do that to your hair?"
"Here." Hermione muttered a spell and Ginny's hair transformed into a style like Hermione's only much frizzier. She laughed at first, which caused Ron and Harry to stop and turn around.
"Does it looked bad?" Ginny held her hands up to her head, and blushed.
"Sorry. Hold on." Hermione muttered a spell that made Ginny's hair smooth. She muttered another, and the hair looked almost as perfect as Hermione's. "Perfect. What do you think, Harry?"
"Yeah, it looks really good." Harry's eyes were wide, like he'd never seen her before.
Hermione leaned over to whisper something into Ginny's ear. "Is that what your brother looked like when he saw me this morning?"
"Almost." Ginny giggled back. Both girls went to catch up with the boys. They entered the Great Hall and took seats.
Hermione sat next to Ron. She sat across the table from Ginny, and Ron sat directly across from Harry. The boys went on to talking about Quidditch, and Hermione talked to Ginny.
The rest of the day went well. Hermione spent most of her free time with Ginny. She was essentially the female version of Ron. They both took a while to warm up to you, but they both had a sense of humor. And both had their insecurities.
Finally it was nine o'clock and she and ron made their way down the hall. She cleared her throat a few times. Trying to get ron to talk to her.
Filch was wiating for them when they arrived. "You're late." He grumbled. "Tonight you will be moping the floors, and cleaning the tables. No magic. I'll be here in two hours. It better be done. Come now Mrs. Norris." He walked out of the room, his cat following him.
"Hermione. I wanted to talk to you about the note. You got it, didn't you?" Hermione nodded in response.
"Right. I.this is hard for me to say.Hermione I really.um." Hermione couldn't listen to him stalling anymore. No matter how much she liked the sound of his voice.
"Ron, I like you. A lot. I always have, for as long as I can remember."
"You do?"
"Yeah, Ron. Is that what you were trying to say?"
"Yes. I'm so glad you said something. It was killing me inside. I've wanted to tell you."
"Ron, shut up and kiss me already." Hermione smiled at him as he raised his eyebrows. He leaned in closer and pressed his lips against hers.
Ron's eyes were squeezed shut. He didn't know what he was doing. He'd never kissed a girl before. Hermione wrapped her arms around Ron's neck, and took a step closer to him.
He slid his arms around her waist. He felt Hermione's lips part, inviting his tongue inside. He obliged and slowly his tongue entered her mouth. It traveled to every corner of her mouth. She moaned as her tongue rubbed softly against his.
"Mmmm.Ron?" Hermione broke the kiss and looked straight up into his eyes. "As much as I want to keep snogging, we have to get our work done.
Hermione turned and took a rag from a bucket of soapy water. "You do the floors and I'll do the tables. The mop is over there." She pointed to it. Ron nodded.
The next two hours were torturous for the new lovebirds. Every time they passed each other they had to kiss one another.
Once when Ron was behind her, she was scrubbing a mess off the table, and her bum accidently pushed into his groin causing him to moan.
"I'm so sorry Ron!" She turned around to see his face. It wasn't a moan of pain. It was one of pleasure. A blush crept across Hermione's face. Ron's too, as he tried his best to cover his hardness.
Finally when Filch came back, he told them to go to their rooms. Hermione and Ron began to walk back to the Gryffindor room.
Hermione smiled up at him and threaded her fingers through his. She leaned her head on his shoulder. "This feels so right."
"Yeah."
HEY GUYS! I KNOW THIS ISN'T QUITE LEMONY YET, BUT IT'S GETTING THERE! I'M TRYING TO WORK SOME PLOT INTO THE STORY. I'M GOING ON VACATION TOMORROW BRIGHT AND EARLY. I'LL BE BACK WEDNESDAY. AND I KNOW THIS MAKES YOU ALL VERY ANGRY. I TRIED TO MAKE THIS CHAPTER A LITTLE LONGER, CAUSE I FEEL BAD. IS IT ANY LONGER? ANYWAY.WHEN I GET BACK I PROMISE YOU TWO REALLY, REALLY LONG CHAPTERS.AND A SEX SCENE. SO BE GOOD PEOPLE AND DON'T LOOSE FAITH IN ME. YOU WON'T REGRET IT.
Hermione picked up the note that was lying on her bed. She looked down at the front of the sealed letter. It read her name. In Ron's handwriting. She smiled and wondered when Ron had put it on her bed. He must've sent Pigwidgeon before they went to dinner.
She opened the letter by pulling on the wax seal. Her eyes moved slowly, taking in every word Ron wrote, carefully.
Hermione-
I need to talk to you as soon as possible. I can't write what I need to say. I need to tell you to your face. Don't forget to meet McGonagall in the common room after dinner. We have detention to serve.
-Ron
Hermione folded the letter and tucked it away under her pillow. She forgot about her meeting with McGonagall. She climbed down the stairs and sat on a couch until dinner was over.
Slowly the common room began to fill. McGonagall took a seat across from Hermione as they waited in silence for Ron to come back. The last one to arrive, Ron sat down next to Hermione. She smiled at him, while he blushed and looked back to the Head-of-House.
"What were you two thinking? You have to set an example for the younger students. You are both prefects this year, and are expected to excel."
"We're sorry, Professor McGonagall. It won't happen again. Right, Ron?"
Ron looked up. "Huh? Yeah. We are really sorry."
"Alright. You will both be serving detention tomorrow night. Detention starts at 9:00p.m. Meet Filch outside the Great Hall. He'll find something for you to do."
After McGonagall left, Hermione said her good nights to all of her friends. She climbed the stairs and fell asleep almost immediately when she hit her pillow.
Hermione awoke extra early the next morning. She felt a new confidence. She knew Ron liked her from the note he gave her. She had to look extra good that day.
Hermione took a shower and quickly dressed, checking her outfit in front of the mirror. It was a nice outfit. A short sleeved white blouse. She wore her Gryffindor tie, and a Gold sweater vest. Her skirt was also Gryffindor colored. Scarlet and gold.
It wasn't too conservative, but it wasn't to revealing. She even applied some of the muggle make-up her mom gave her. Again, just something light, and a little sparkly.
Hermione tried several spells to make her hair stay put the way she wanted it to. Finally, her hair fell in soft waves on her shoulders. Perfect.
By the time she was finally finished, her roommates were also done. Hermione climbed down the stairs to the common room as gracefully as she could. She knew that Harry and Ron would already be there waiting for her. She smiled. They were.
At first they didn't notice her, "Hermione! You look so pretty!" Ginny said shyly.
"Thanks, Ginny. You look pretty, too. Don't you think, Harry?" She smiled at Ginny. She knew about Ginny's crush on him, as well as almost everyone else.
"Yeah." Harry said.
"Are you boys ready for breakfast? C'mon, Gin." Hermione started walking towards the door. Nobody attempted to follow her. "Come on, you three. Ron do not tell me you're not hungry."
Ron smiled. "I am. Let's go." The three walked and talked and laughed all the way down to the Great Hall. Ron and Harry talked about Quidditch.
"How can you stand being around them, Hermione? All they ever talk about is Quidditch."
"It's not easy. I have to find someone else to listen to. It's either I listen to Quidditch or I listen to Lavender and Parvati."
"I'll sit by you.I mean, if you don't mind. Never mind."
"Ginny, I would love it if you would sit by me."
"Oh." Ginny looked up at Hermione. She saw who her elder was looking at, and smiled. "He likes you. He especially liked you this morning. You do look really pretty. How did you do that to your hair?"
"Here." Hermione muttered a spell and Ginny's hair transformed into a style like Hermione's only much frizzier. She laughed at first, which caused Ron and Harry to stop and turn around.
"Does it looked bad?" Ginny held her hands up to her head, and blushed.
"Sorry. Hold on." Hermione muttered a spell that made Ginny's hair smooth. She muttered another, and the hair looked almost as perfect as Hermione's. "Perfect. What do you think, Harry?"
"Yeah, it looks really good." Harry's eyes were wide, like he'd never seen her before.
Hermione leaned over to whisper something into Ginny's ear. "Is that what your brother looked like when he saw me this morning?"
"Almost." Ginny giggled back. Both girls went to catch up with the boys. They entered the Great Hall and took seats.
Hermione sat next to Ron. She sat across the table from Ginny, and Ron sat directly across from Harry. The boys went on to talking about Quidditch, and Hermione talked to Ginny.
The rest of the day went well. Hermione spent most of her free time with Ginny. She was essentially the female version of Ron. They both took a while to warm up to you, but they both had a sense of humor. And both had their insecurities.
Finally it was nine o'clock and she and ron made their way down the hall. She cleared her throat a few times. Trying to get ron to talk to her.
Filch was wiating for them when they arrived. "You're late." He grumbled. "Tonight you will be moping the floors, and cleaning the tables. No magic. I'll be here in two hours. It better be done. Come now Mrs. Norris." He walked out of the room, his cat following him.
"Hermione. I wanted to talk to you about the note. You got it, didn't you?" Hermione nodded in response.
"Right. I.this is hard for me to say.Hermione I really.um." Hermione couldn't listen to him stalling anymore. No matter how much she liked the sound of his voice.
"Ron, I like you. A lot. I always have, for as long as I can remember."
"You do?"
"Yeah, Ron. Is that what you were trying to say?"
"Yes. I'm so glad you said something. It was killing me inside. I've wanted to tell you."
"Ron, shut up and kiss me already." Hermione smiled at him as he raised his eyebrows. He leaned in closer and pressed his lips against hers.
Ron's eyes were squeezed shut. He didn't know what he was doing. He'd never kissed a girl before. Hermione wrapped her arms around Ron's neck, and took a step closer to him.
He slid his arms around her waist. He felt Hermione's lips part, inviting his tongue inside. He obliged and slowly his tongue entered her mouth. It traveled to every corner of her mouth. She moaned as her tongue rubbed softly against his.
"Mmmm.Ron?" Hermione broke the kiss and looked straight up into his eyes. "As much as I want to keep snogging, we have to get our work done.
Hermione turned and took a rag from a bucket of soapy water. "You do the floors and I'll do the tables. The mop is over there." She pointed to it. Ron nodded.
The next two hours were torturous for the new lovebirds. Every time they passed each other they had to kiss one another.
Once when Ron was behind her, she was scrubbing a mess off the table, and her bum accidently pushed into his groin causing him to moan.
"I'm so sorry Ron!" She turned around to see his face. It wasn't a moan of pain. It was one of pleasure. A blush crept across Hermione's face. Ron's too, as he tried his best to cover his hardness.
Finally when Filch came back, he told them to go to their rooms. Hermione and Ron began to walk back to the Gryffindor room.
Hermione smiled up at him and threaded her fingers through his. She leaned her head on his shoulder. "This feels so right."
"Yeah."
HEY GUYS! I KNOW THIS ISN'T QUITE LEMONY YET, BUT IT'S GETTING THERE! I'M TRYING TO WORK SOME PLOT INTO THE STORY. I'M GOING ON VACATION TOMORROW BRIGHT AND EARLY. I'LL BE BACK WEDNESDAY. AND I KNOW THIS MAKES YOU ALL VERY ANGRY. I TRIED TO MAKE THIS CHAPTER A LITTLE LONGER, CAUSE I FEEL BAD. IS IT ANY LONGER? ANYWAY.WHEN I GET BACK I PROMISE YOU TWO REALLY, REALLY LONG CHAPTERS.AND A SEX SCENE. SO BE GOOD PEOPLE AND DON'T LOOSE FAITH IN ME. YOU WON'T REGRET IT.