See chap 1 for disclaimer
Trouble a.k.a Malfoy
Ron woke up in part due to a wonderful scent in the air. Then he realized that his face was in a mound of hair. He looked over at the angel lying next to him and smiled. His angel. Their bodies fit perfectly against each other as if even nature couldn't deny their connection. And he would never let her go. As he vowed this, his stomach growled. This rather loud rumbling woke his angel up.
"No, Daddy, I don't want to get up," mumbled Hermione as she turned over.
"Time to get up Hermione; we need to get dinner. I know you're hungry." His stomach growled again. "I know I am."
"Ron, why are you in my bed?" She glanced around the room. "Oh yeah. Now I remember. I thought I had been dreaming."
"Have a nice sleep, angel?"
"The best. I felt so safe, so protected. Thanks for listening to me babble. It must have been boring tolerating my rant."
"No, problem, its my job. But remember this when I need to rant about my family."
"Done." Hermione paused, and then looked at the red-head. "Did you call me angel?"
Ron's ears turned pink. "Yeah, it must have slipped. If you don't like it just tell me....."
"I think it's cute." She gave him a kiss on the cheek. He flushed and then his stomach growled again. Laughing, Hermione suggested they go to dinner.
As Hermione was still very weak, Ron carried her down the stairs and into the common room. The Gryffindors that saw them didn't seem surprised at their closeness. Most walked over and said something along the lines of 'finally'. People asked how Hermione was feeling and told her how they worried. Whenever anybody inquired into what had happened, Hermione denied she was attacked, but said she didn't know exactly what had happened. She gave out theories for people to ponder, like she fell down the stairs, or that her scissors slipped. After a while, Ron picked her up and they left through the portrait hole. And who should they run into, but Malfoy?
"Oh look, its Granger and Weasel. Why don't you two go into a broom closet and snog each other already?"
Hermione, who had expected Ron to explode, was quit surprised when he winked at her and smiled.
"An excellent idea, don't you think, angel? Want to find an abandoned classroom?"
Hermione smiled, catching on, and responded, "Not now, I'm rather hungry. I haven't eaten solid food in a week after all. But..." she leaned in toward his ear and whispered so only he could hear her. "...it will be worth the wait." and with a smile, sly, smile, she gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Alrighty then." Ron said as his lopsided grin appeared. He continued to carry Hermione toward the dining hall. Malfor stood in shock for a moment, but recovered quickly.
"How pathetic. All Weasel could get is a bossy, fat, Mudblood."
At this, Ron stopped suddenly, carefully laid Hermione on a windowsill and ran to Malfoy yelling "Nobody insults Hermione!!!!" His wand forgotten, he started to pummel Malfoy with his bear hands. Crabbe and Goyle were about to step in when McGonagall appeared.
"WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?! You there, do you know what happened?"
She pointed to a Huffelpuff first year who looked scared out of her wits. The timid girl recounted the story exactly. She didn't know either of the parties involved, so she had no reason for bias.
"Well, then. Ten points for Slytherin for provoking and participating is a fight. Five points from Gryffindor for participating in said fight. Be happy it isn't more. Malfoy, you better go to the hospital wing." As Malfoy left, nursing his wounds, she turned to Ron. "I realize that you have been under a lot of stress lately. That's why I didn't give you detention. But just because you and Miss granger have finally gotten your acts together is no excuse to brawl in the corridors." For a moment, Ron could have sworn a tiny smile appeared.
"Yes ma'am." he shakenly replied. He scooped Hermione into his arms and walked away. When he reached the doors he looked at Hermione and said "Wow, we got off easy. She must be in a good mood. And what did she mean by finally?"
"Hermione smiled and replied "I guess our friends weren't the only ones who suspected something. I think the only people who it wasn't obvious to was us. That's probably why you got off so lightly."
"I'm a dunderhead." Ron whispered with an awed look on his face.
"No more so than I. Now, can we please go to dinner?"
A/N – Awww! Wasn't this sweet? I just want to let you guys no that I may not update for awhile. We're redoing the floors in my hallway so I won't be able to get up the stairs for a while and my computer is on the second floor. I'm also visiting my friend and going to a block party. I'll try to put one out early tomorrow before the workers come, but I probably won't be able to update until Sunday. Now, go review!!!