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Okay, I believe it's time for me to start typing the story, and for you to start reading it. Oh good lord, I'm at chapter seven! Eeek! (By the way, sorry that it's all messed up and stuff, but I can't fix it! Grrr...)
The next day was Sunday, and Hermione had never been so glad that it was still the weekend.
She refused to leave her dormitory, so Ginny, Lavender, and Parvati took turns bringing her
food. All Hermione did that day was read. As she got to a really good part in her book,
she heard a knock on the door. This surprised her, because her friends didn't bother to knock,
seeing as it was their dorm as well. Except for Ginny, but well, she was Ginny.
"Come in," she said , a little suspicious. Hermione let out a small gasp as she saw Ron enter the
room on his broomstick.
'Darn he's smart,' Hermione thought. 'Using his broomstick like that to get up the girls'
staircase.' She quickly dove under the covers, knowing she was being childish, but not quite
caring at the moment.
"Erm...Hermione's not here right now, please leave a message after the bleep...bleep." She felt
some weight on the bed, and realized that Ron had sat down. Too late, she also realized he
was pulling the covers off of her face. She looked up at him and was relieved to see that he
was smiling. She had expected him to be angry, or disgusted even.
"Hello Mione. I think we need to talk," he said. At least he was being nice.
"Talk?" Hermione's voice came out a little high pitched. "What about?"
Ron chuckled and brushed away the hair that had settled on Herimone's face when she had
dove under the covers. She winced a tiny bit when she felt his hand touch her face.
"Mione, why did you run away after that kiss?" he asked. Hermione noted his voice, it sounded
a bit...sad.
"Well," she started. "I was sort of embarrassed."
"Embarrassed about what?" Ron asked her.
"Darn it Ron! I like you, okay? I like you a lot! A lot a lot! And since I'm pretty sure you
don't like me, I was embarrassed that you would find out!" Hermione cried. Then she put her
hand to her mouth and let out a tiny 'oh', just now figuring out that she had told him what she
had tried to keep quiet. Her face turned red. Then she remembered she was wearing her
purple pajamas with moons and stars all over them. Her face turned a sort of puce color. Ron
got up off the bed, and walked over to Hermione.
"I don't like you Mione," he said softly. Her eyes fell to the floor in disappointment. Ron put a
hand around her waist, using the other to prop up Hermoine's chin so she would have to look at
him, and then promptly slid the hand to join the other around her waist.
"Mione," Ron continued. "I love you."
Hermione's eyes widened. "You...you love ME?" she stuttered. She couldn't believe it. It had
to be a joke. And if it was, it wasn't a very nice one. But Ron wouldn't do that to her!
"Ron, this isn't a joke is it?" she asked him.
"Hermione Jane Granger! You're questioning the intentions of your best friend of almost six
years? Are you mad woman?!" He looked mad to Hermione.
"Oh Ron, I'm sorry! Don't get upset! Here, do you want a lollipop? I've got one here."
Ron hushed her with his finger. "You talk way too much, you know that Mione?" And then he
kissed her. She was surprised to say the least, but she slid her arms around Ron's neck as they
kissed. Then they heard faint whispering.
"Ow! Neville!"
"Sorry!"
"Shush, lemme see!"
"About time, don't you think?"
Ron and Hermione broke apart and looked at the door, seeing Harry, Ginny, Parvati,
Lavender, Seamus, Dean, and Neville all crowded in the door way, failing horribly at trying
to be quiet. They all grinned, and Harry dodged a pillow when Ron threw one at him.
"Fine," Ron whispered to Hermione. "they want a show, let's give them one!"
Hermione laughed, and they kissed again, and Hermione felt that her life was finally perfect.
Sorry that was so short, but then again, all my chapters are pretty short. But I'm loved anyway, right? Of course I am :-P I'll try to type another chapter tomorrow, well later today actually, beacuse it's like, 12:35 AM right now where I live. I think this is my favorite chapter, even though it is fluffy, do you call it? Then again, a hopeless romantic is typing this, so either love it or love it! Review!
