A/N Here it is complete fluffy love! Wow Ron is such a charming, cute, sensitive, hot guy... I wish he was real (cries) haha yeah well here it is:

Chapter8

Does It Right

Hermione leaned her head on his shoulder, and smiled looking out the door, a snowflake floated through the sky and she shivered, "Are you cold Love?" Ron asked his eyes glimmering.

"Why yes, I am rather cold." They exchanged grins, and Hermione stood up and closed the door, "That should help."

"And this open window is letting in cold air, too." He closed the curtains.

"Mr.Weasley are you trying to secure a mood, so you can seduce me? Because you know perfectly well I am not drunk." Hermione said giggling.

"What if I am?" Ron asked, sitting down. He patted the cushion next to him on the deep blue couch.

"Then I'd have to play along." Ron's eyes widened as Hermione sat facing (Some might call it straddling;) him and reached towards the top button on his jumper.

"You are most defiantly the wildest girl, in Hogwarts." She un-buttoned his jumper and he threw it to a chair, "And I am most definitely okay with that!" His tight shirt was screaming 'take it off!' in Hermione's mine. Ron noticed this look, "What Ms.Granger?"

"I was thinking how nice you'd look with out a shirt." OH GOD, I am completely non-drunk yes and it's so dignifying! What if he is planning to take off you're shirt. Face it; you know you want it...

"I was thinking the same thing love!" Ron smiled, "We are engaged!"

"You are most defiantly the dirtiest boy, in Hogwarts." Ron reached forward to un-zipper her sweater, "And I am most definitely okay with that!" She didn't even care the only thing between them was her bra (haha) because his lips meat hers and everything was all right. Ron grinned, "What Mr.Weasley?"

"Just thinking how good a kisser you are!" Ron replied.

Two hours and a few drinks later... I'm not going to write about it... it would be very disturbing. (So let's skip ahead to the next morning)

"Good morning Hermione dear!" Hermione woke up wondering where she was, then she noticed Ron Weasley completely shirt-less staring at her, grinning. "Sleep Well?"

"Extremely well!" Hermione looked around the tree house, it was a state. "Wow, I don't feel angry at my self any bit."

"That is because we are in engaged!"