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Chapter 6:
The next few weeks went by fast for everyone. The days consisted of waking, eating breakfast, playing Quidditch, eating lunch, playing Quidditch or doing homework (most often Quidditch) , dinner, than sleep. But It seemed that everyday, at least once Harry would leave for an hour and a half or so, stressed about something and come back, relaxed. This all started worrying Ron. He had asked Hermione countless times what was going on with Harry but she just said "Nothing, don't worry about it. Just leave him alone for now." and he did.
One night after they were all in bed, Ron lay there and pretended to sleep. Ten minutes later Harry got up and quietly left. That's it, I need to know where he's going! Ron thought to himself and he quickly got up, got dressed and went downstairs. He had no idea where Harry could have gone so he decided to look everywhere for him. He walked into the living room because he saw that the light was on in there. He entered the room and found Hermione sitting on the couch with a book. He cleared his throat and she looked up.
"Hello Ron, What are you doing up this late?" Hermione said clearing a spot on the couch for Ron to sit.
"I should ask you the same question" He said to her, sitting down.
"Couldn't sleep, so I decided to come down and read a bit." Hermione said holding up the book called "The Last Sin Eater" by Francine Rivers. "Now what are you doing up? I hardly believe you came down to read." she added with a smile and sat the book down on the coffee table beside the couch.
"Couldn't sleep either" He lied. He looked at Hermione and couldn't help notice how much of a girl she had definitely become over the summer holidays. She was after all wearing a tank top and that only helped to reveal to him her 16 year old body beneath it. His eyes seemed as if they were locked on her breasts and they wouldn't release him to look away. He forced himself to and hoped that Hermione, one of his best mates hadn't seen him gawking. He looked up and at those big luscious lips of hers and hoped beyond all hope that he could kiss them but knew he couldn't.
Hermione looked at Ron and felt his stare upon her and knew what he was looking at, but she didn't look at him. She had to pretend that she hadn't noticed to spare her friend the awkward embarrassment that would come from this. When he finally looked up at her she turned and looked at him. She couldn't help noticing how cute he was. Why hadn't she noticed it before? Maybe it was just the silence that filled the air. He always had something strange to say and perhaps his lack of talking, finally, let her view him REALLY.
"Um..." Ron tried to say but he lost all form of words and just looked in her beautiful brown pools she possessed for eyes. He couldn't help it. Before he knew what was happening he leaned over and brought his lips to hers and kissed them lightly. He pulled back quickly and could feel his face turning red. "I'm sorry Hermione, I shouldn't have done that. If you want to slap me, go ahead I deserve it." He couldn't look at her so he closed his eyes and waited for her to strike him, but she didn't. He felt her hand on his face but it only pulled his face to face her. He opened his eyes and met Hermione's.
"Ron, don't be sorry." Hermione said and leaned in to kiss him again. He made no resistance but quickly melted into her lips. He nibbled on her bottom lip a bit and gained access to her mouth. A second later he pushed her down onto the couch and held himself on his elbows over her, deepening the kiss. She didn't protest but ran her hands through his hair. He usually hated when people did that but at that moment, he hadn't a care in the world. He put all of his weight on one arm and brushed his free hand across her face and let it travel down her body till it found a spot he had been eager to feel since he noticed it, her breast. He gently massaged her right breast in his hand over her shirt and a small moan escaped from her lips. He couldn't help but be turned on by that moan. He felt himself getting hard almost instantly. He wanted more. He ran his free hand down and back up under her shirt slowly. He could feel a lacy bra underneath her shirt and pushed his hand underneath it grasping her flesh and massaging it once more. She moaned again and he loved it.
Hermione felt his hardness pressing on her pants in the right area and this turned her on so much. She didn't want to stop, didn't want to ever stop. When his hand went up her shirt and played with her breast she moaned and knew that they MUST stop. She tried to sit up but couldn't as his weight bared down on her so she pushed him up with her hands and he broke the kiss, pulling both hands away. She looked into his Red face as he looked into her eyes. "Ron, we can't. Not now and not here." she said in almost a whisper.
Ron nodded and put his head back on the couch looking up at the ceiling. "I know Hermione. I know." He said with a small sigh. "So what now?"
"I just want to know one thing." Hermione said after a moment of thought.
"What" Ron said still looking at the ceiling.
"Do you really like me or was that just a moment of horniness?"
Ron looked up into her face and expected her to be laughing or smiling but she was serious. He thought about that for a moment and it was apparently to long of a moment because Hermione stood up and sighed "I see" was all she said as she turned to walk away.
Ron grabbed her by the wrist and turned her around. He pulled her toward him and looked up into her brown eyes."Hermione, I love you. I think I always have, I was just to thick to see it before now. You are the most beautiful girl I know and I really want to be with you. Will you go out with me Hermione?" Ron said looking into her brilliant eyes, Waiting.
Hermione smiled at him and nodded " Of course Ron." This was by far one of the happiest moments in her life.
A/N: I hope you all liked the bit of fluff I put in there. Tell me what you all think please. I need some reviews!!!
