Chapter 3 Someone gets kiddnapped
Ron's p.o.v.
(Before the moment in Hermione's bedroom(Just to let you know Ginny had been asleep)) 'why can't I just stop thinking about her? She's so amazing ... She had grown and was now a little less than his height, her long bushy hair had grown even longer and it was now down to her butt almost WOW she had a nice as$, and her hair had lost its bushy ness after she got it straitened. And she got a hell of a lot curvier. Man she had great boobs'
"Common stop thinking about that" he spoke to himself. He almost felt guilty thinking about her like that. But he couldn't help it. Hermione and him would stay up late and talk for hours usually in his room but tonight they were talking in hers. And Ginny was asleep. They started to talk about Harry and he felt jealous. But He would get the prize this time he thought as he answered her questions without really thinking about what she was saying, he would win Hermione's heart. Then Hermione leaned in and gave him a hug' Wow she feels good, STOP'but then he thought 'oh fuc k it!' He leaned in and grabbed her shoulders pulling her close. As their lips touched he felt her warm body go to move away but then she kissed him back. All he could think about was her. How good she smelled, how good she felt under his hands. In a nervous daze he asked her to go out with him. She seemed hesitant, but she said she'd sleep on it. That had to be a good thing, he thought.
(After the kiss) Ron spent the night after that kiss reminiscing. He just couldn't stop thinking of her. He found that he was unable to sleep at all afterwards. Then at around 1 in the mourning he got up the courage to go see her. He traipsed carefully down the hall, careful to be quiet as not to wake the other people in the house. He tiptoed past Remus' room noticing that the door was open. Ron stopped and looked inside, but he could only see in a few feet since it was dark. 'That's weird of his door to be open like that'
Deciding that he really didn't care whether or not Remus was up or not he continued up the hallway to Hermione and Ginny's room. 'I really don't like him, the way he looks at Hermione all the time with that look on his face. That look like he wanted her as much as he himself did. ' He reached the door to their room and just stared at it. Then he grabbed the knob and twisted the handle slowly so the door would open soundlessly. Once the door was cracked he let the knob go and as it creaked loudly he winced. And as a pale, long-fingered hand clamped over his shoulder he felt his insides turn to ice. He spun around and as he did in the darkness he could tell a tall, dark figure was standing over him. His mouth opened in a scream and another cold hand clamped over his mouth. Then the man spoke, in a cold icy voice that penetrated his insides and made them feel like they were being freezed.