"Hermione!" Ginny called, covering her chest with a sheet. Harry, who had toppled to the floor upon hearing Hermione's shriek, was now straightening up.

"I didn't mean to walk in on you guys! I was just looking for the book I borrowed you." Harry pulled his shirt on over his head.

Harry picked Ginny's shirt off the floor and threw it at her and she hurriedly pulled it on, hastily buttoning it up. "Hermione, you can't tell anyone what you just saw."

"I have to go." Harry leaned in and kissed Ginny's cheek before jogging out the door. Ginny got out of bed, picking her underwear off the floor and putting them in the corner for the house elves to take.

"Ginny. How long has this been going on?"

"It's not what it looks like."

"Oh, because it looked like you two were about to have sex before I walked in."

"Okay, so it is what it looked like."

"Why didn't you tell me that you and Harry were fooling around?"

"This was the first time it happened. I swear!"

"No. Okay. I get it."

"Hermione. You can't tell Ron. Promise me you won't tell Ron!"

"It's okay I promise."

"Thank you. Here's the book," Ginny handed the book to her older friend, "Now if you don't mind, I'm really tired. I'm going to bed."

"I bet you're tired," Hermione laughed as she walked out of her bedroom and down to the common room, where Ron was waiting for her. ~*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~*~ Hermione sat down on the couch, between Ron and Harry. Harry's hair was messed up, and his face was red. He avoided Ron's eye contact and only mumbled inaudible answers to all of Ron's questions.

Harry looked at Hermione with a desperate look. She mouthed don't worry to him and he nodded at her. "So what are we doing for Hogsmeade this weekend?" Ron asked stuffing a chocolate frog into his mouth.

"I don't know. I thought we'd all just go together." Hermione said leaning her head on Ron's shoulder.

"I'm not going." Harry replied.

"Why?"

"I can't. I just don't feel like going this weekend. Next time."

"Okay, Harry. Looks like just you and me 'Mione. Oh and did you ask Ginny if she wanted to come?"

Hermione had to think quickly. She knew the reason Harry wasn't going, was to meet Ginny there. "She said she was going with someone else."

"Who would ask Gin?" Ron asked skeptically.

"I don't know. She mentioned something about a 6th year Hufflepuff." Hermione said.

"Ginny's got a date? With a sixth year?" Ron's face started to turn red.

"I was just kidding! Let's go for a walk Ron." Hermione got up pulling him with her. "You don't mind do you, Harry?"

Harry shook his head as the two left through the portrait hole. Hermione laced her fingers through Ron's as they walked down the hall. ~*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~*~ "Where are we going?" he asked her as they walked along.

"The astronomy tower." She replied as she led them up the stairs. She tried opening the door, but it was locked. Ron pushed her aside and pulled out his wand. "Alohomora!"

The lock on the door, clicked open and the two pushed the door open. "Hey!" called a voice from inside, "The door was locked. Are you stupid?"

Draco Malfoy. "It's a free country Malfoy. And please do us a favor and pull your pants up." Hermione said looking down at the naked Malfoy on top of a fourth year Slytherin.

"Why, Mudblood? Afraid I might put your eye out?" Draco said rolling off of the mortified naked girl.

"Put my eye out? With that thing?" Hermione pointed and laughed. "I'd need a telescope just to see it!"

Draco was taken aback. "And you think Weasley's is any bigger?" Malfoy said with a sneer.

Hermione looked over at Ron, whose hand was still held in hers. "Oh, yes. At least three times the size. Even more, I think." She squeezed his hand and winked.

"Well, I knew there was something between you and Weasley!"

"What are you talking about Malfoy? I said he was bigger than you. I never said anything about us being a couple."

"How would you know if you weren't a couple?"

"Do we have to be a couple to see each other naked?"

"Granger, you actually expect me to believe that you feel comfortable enough with yourself to be naked in front of Weasel?" Ouch! He hit Hermione where it he. It was true. She didn't feel comfortable.

"Shut up, Malfoy."

"You may not have noticed how much you've changed over the summer, but Ron sure has, isn't that right? We all have noticed the changes."

"What are you going on about Malfoy?"

"Weasley should be able to tell you."

"Shut up, Malfoy." Ron's face flushed.

"What are you sore about? Not getting any from her? I'm sure you've dreamt about it though, haven't you?"

"What is going on here?" Hermione asked.

"Tell her Weasley."

"Sod off, Malfoy."

"Fine I'll tell her." Malfoy turned to Hermione. "Ron's been fantasizing about you. You and your nice perky breasts, and firm ass." Malfoy reached out to touch her, but she slapped his hand away. Ron, too embarrassed to deny what Malfoy was saying, stormed out of the room

"I don't care what you say Malfoy. You're only jealous that Ron has what you don't." Hermione turned and left the room, following after Ron.

"What does Ron have that I don't. I can by more than he owns! The only thing he has is you and Potty!" He called after her, but she was already gone.

He bent over and picked the Slytherin girls' clothes up from the floor. "Put these on and leave." ~*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~*~

Hermione ran through the portrait hole, out of breath. She hoped Ron was in his room. She hurried up the stairs and knocked on the door. "Who is it?" She heard Seamus call from the other side of the door.

"It's Hermione. Open up."

"Ron doesn't feel like talking." Harry answered.

"Well, I do. So open up."

"He says to go away." Dean finally piped up.

"Oh, really? I didn't hear him say that."

"Just go. He'll see you tomorrow." Neville yelled out.

"I'll leave when Ron tells me to." Hermione could hear shuffling inside the room and voices urging Ron to speak.

"Quit being stubborn, Ron." Still Ron did not talk. "Fine then. You all better be decent, because I'm coming in." Hermione said twisting the knob and pushing it open. It zapped her hand and she pulled out her wand. "HvorKvor." She twisted the knob again and the door opened. "You're going to have to try better than that." She said walking across the room.

She stopped at the bed she recognized as Ron's. The curtains were pulled around it, and the boys were sitting on Harry's bed, which lay conveniently next to Ron's. The boys stood up and filed out of the room leaving the two alone.

Hermione pulled the curtains back. She looked down at Ron who was lying on his back with his face buried in his pillow. "Ron, what is wrong?" She climbed into the bed, sitting next to him.

He turned his head to look at her. "Nothing."

"Then why didn't you want me to come in here?" She said cunningly. A smile spread across her face.

He turned the other way. "Because of what Malfoy said."

"So then it's true?" Hermione climbed onto his back, straddling it. She started softly rubbing his shoulders.

"Yes." He said, enjoying Hermione's massage.

"So then why are you embarrassed? Sit up." She commanded. She pulled off his shirt and threw it to the floor. Her hands rubbing across his warm, clammy skin.

"You don't think it's disgusting?"

"No. To be honest, I have the same kind of dreams." Hermione trailed her finger down his spine causing him to shiver.

He flipped over making Hermione fall sideways off him. He pulled her back on top of him. Her crotch rubbing against his navel. He raised his eyebrow. "You do? About me?" Hermione smiled shyly and nodded.

He smiled and pulled her down closer to him. He buried his face into her neck. Hermione moaned a bit before pulling away. "Hey. I want to finish your massage. Flip over." He moved her off of him and flipped back to his stomach. "Do you have any lotion?" she asked.

"Check Seamus' Nightstand drawer." Hermione raised her eyebrow at him. "Don't ask." She hurried over to Seamus' drawer, and opened it taking out a tube of lotion. She rushed over to Ron and straddled his back again.

She squeezed some of the lotion out of the tube into her hands and rubbed them together. She slapped her hands down onto his back, causing him to flinch, and her to giggle. She leaned down and kissed his back rubbing her hands over the kissed areas.

She started in a soft, slow, circular motion. She traveled up to his shoulders, kneading at him roughly with the palm her left hand, while the right squeezed more unnecessary lotion all over his shoulders. Her right hand joined her left. "You feel really tense."

"Oh, really?" He said playing along with her little game of masseuse and customer.

"Yes. Are you under a lot of stress, Mr. Weasley?"

"YES."

She wrapped her lubricated fingers around his neck, and drug them back towards her. Running her hands threw the mess of lotion, she ran her hands down as far as she could on his back. She stuck a finger into the back of his pants. She moved her finger around the band to the front.

She slowly let her finger dive into the front of his boxers. Her fingers ran through the mess of his pubic hair, softly stroking his hard member. Ron groaned and bit into his pillow. "Do you like that?" She asked sweetly.

He nodded in approval before she yanked her hands out of his shorts. She scooped a pile of lotion off of his back rubbing it all over her hands. She wrapped her hand around his stomach before letting her newly lubricated hand dive back into his boxers.

He gasped as her wet hands touched his throbbing erection. She grabbed the very tip of him. Before pushing her hand up and down on his shaft. "Is that better?" She asked, even more sweetly than the first question. Her wet crotch was rubbing softly against his back as she giggled at his pleasure.

He grunted and pushed her off of him. He pulled her underneath him, and hovered above her. "Hey. I wasn't done." He silenced her by pressing his lips against hers. She rubbed her soaked hands all over his face, neck, and hair. She laughed as she looked at the little white splotches in his hair.

"What so funny?" He asked.

"Nothing." She said pulling him down for another kiss. His tongue entered her mouth. His hands went to unbuttoning her shirt and he pulled it open. He reached over and picked up the tube squirting a small amount onto her chest.

He rubbed it on her collarbones and trailed it down further, stopping right before he touched her bra. He squirted more of the lotion onto his hands, rubbing them together. He plunged down into her bra. His fingers were squeezed tightly between her bra and her chest. He rubbed down what he could. It must've been enough, because Hermione moaned and rolled her head back at his touch. "Do you like that?" He said mocking her tone.

He proceeded to roughly rub her breasts with the lotion. Hermione moaned and bucked her hips against Ron's. Ron moaned and pushed his hips back into hers. She pulled him closer, moving her hips in a grinding motion against his. He pushed his groin as hard as he could into her soaked panties. She wrapped her legs around his stomach pulling him closer into her. He grabbed onto her thighs and pushed her skirt up so he could have a view of her crotch as he bucked his hips into her. "Ron." She purred his name.

She reached for his belt and pulled it through all of the loops in one swift motion. He quickly unbuttoned his pants and pulled them off throwing them to the floor, before rubbing himself against her again. She could feel his erection better, now that he was down simply to his boxers. He started grinding himself into her in a rhythmic motion.

Hermione pulled down his boxers letting the tip of his manhood peek out of the top of his boxers. He pushed her hands away and he leaned down and kissed her neck. His newly exposed member rubbing against her causing her to moan as his tip poked into her soaked panties.

"Ron. Hermione. Are you guys done in there?" Harry called from the door. "We're tired. We have to get to bed."

Ron rolled off of her and sighed as he pulled his boxers lightly over his erection. She sat up and buttoned her shirt. She pulled out her wand and quickly muttered a spell cleaning the lotion mess off of his bed and themselves. She kissed him on the cheek and opened the door. The boys entered the room and Hermione closed the door pausing outside the door to listen to the voices.

She heard Seamus yell something. "WHERE'S MY LOTION?" ~*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~*~

A/N: Oh Seamus! You're so silly! LOL! Well, everyone.don't forget to review. This chapter was pointless, pretty much. I don't even know where I got this lotion idea. And a gold star to anyone who guessed that it was Hermione that walked in on Harry and Ginny. Well as I said before.don't forget to review.that is if you ever want to see another chapter again! MuHaHaHa!