Falling for you

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley or any other character. The only thing that's mine is the plot.

- The last thing Hermione wants is to fall for someone... again. -

Chapter 3

"Check this out," Ginny said, peering through the kitchen window.

Ron also peered through the window beside Ginny. He grinned. "Hey! They're holding each other's hand!"

"Don't they look so cute?" Ginny commented.

"Okay. That's enough," Mrs. Weasley said, pulling them both away from the window. "They both need their privacy."

"What privacy? They're in our house," Ron argued.

"Ronald," Mrs. Weasley began warningly.

"Alright," Ron grumbled, moving away from the window. "I just wanted to see how they're getting along."

"And you both have seen enough," Mrs. Weasley said sternly, seeing Ginny peeking again.

Ginny moved away hurriedly and sat beside Ron. "I'm really happy they're friends again, though. They've been avoiding each other for too long."

"I agree," Ron said, nodding.

Shortly after, when Mrs. Weasley had began preparing the food, Hermione and Harry walked in the kitchen looking very flushed from the wind. Hermione grinned widely when she saw that they were already back.

"Hey guys! When did you arrive?" Hermione asked.

"Just a little while ago," Ginny answered. "What did you guys do?"

"Just walked around," Harry replied.

Ron grinned. "Really?" he asked, raising an eyebrow to their still clasped hands.

Hermione gasped a little and pulled her hand from Harry's. She had totally forgotten that they were holding hands ever since a while ago. She turned a bit pink and looked away. Harry, meanwhile, turned red, too. Ginny suppressed her giggle.

"Alright. That's enough," Mrs. Weasley said, breaking the silence. "Hermione, Harry, won't you both stay with us for the weekend."

"Yeah!" Ginny said excitedly.

"Well..." Harry began, looking at Hermione, who looked back at him. She grinned and nodded.

"Sure. I'd love to," Hermione said.

"Harry?" Ron asked.

Harry shrugged. "Yeah. I'll stay."

"Great!" Ginny said, standing up. "I'll fix your bed, Hermione." She left and went upstairs.

"You three run along to somewhere. I have to fix breakfast," Mrs. Weasley said, shooing them away.

Ron, Harry and Hermione went to the living room.

"So," Ron began as they all sat down. "Where did you guys go last night? Both of you never came back."

"We walked back to my place," Hermione answered. "I didn't feel like going back to the bar anymore." Harry nodded.

"Ah. So you both just felt like leaving me there," Ron said, crossing his arms on his chest and leaning back on his chair.

"But Cho was there," Hermione protested. "And I didn't leave you because we didn't go there together. Only Harry did." She grinned and Ron chuckled.

"Hey!" Harry protested. "I just wanted Hermione to be home safe."

"And Cho told me that you two spent the night together," Hermione said. "Cho's good company."

"Yeah, yeah," Ron said, shrugging. "But I'm happy that you guys are okay now."

"Me, too," Harry agreed immensely, looking at Hermione. "I don't think I could stand another week knowing that you wouldn't see me."

Hermione smiled slightly. "I'm happy we're okay, too. I'm happy we're all together once more."

"The trio's back," Ron said.