Yay! Seven replies and it hasn't even been up for a day! Thank you all for reviewing, I really appreciate it! (Hey... 8/10... Not too bad :) ) And since I got so many replies, I have the next chapter. I wrote this as a filler (I think it was before I went on vacation), so it's really quite short and pointless. My next one though... Is... Better. Yeah. So I guess I'll post that in just a little while since this one's so short! :-D
Chapter 4: Getting Mentally Smacked
They returned to the house quite silently, not feeling the need to mention what had happened back there. Mrs. Weasley was standing in the doorway waiting for them to arrive.
"Come along now dears," she said somewhat huffily. "I need you two to set the table for me. We're eating in the dining room tonight."
Ron and Hermione went about setting plates, cups, napkins, and utensils about the table, Hermione correcting Ron's mistakes.
"Why do you keep moving the forks and spoons?" Ron asked her exasperatedly.
"Because you're not doing it right. The forks don't go here," she picked up a fork, "they go here." She set it back down on the other side of the plate.
"What's the difference, and why does it even matter?"
Hermione looked at him in disbelief. "Why? Because it's proper dining etiquette, that's why. You don't want to look like a total barbarian, do you?
"I don't really think having my forks and spoons in the wrong place is going to make me look barbaric, Hermione," Ron retorted.
Hermione just sighed and they went back to setting the places, Hermione fixing Ron's mistakes along the way.
When the table was set and dinner was ready everyone came down for dinner. Sitting on either side of Hermione was Ginny and Ron, the twins sat across from her, and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley sat at either end of the table. They had a pleasant dinner, talking over many things, such as how their summer was going, how work was, just normal things you would talk about to your family.
After dinner was over, they all sat in the family room; Mrs. Weasley was in the kitchen cleaning up, Mr. Weasley was reading a book, Fred and George were making plans for their shop (which was very successful), Ron and Ginny were playing wizard's chess and Hermione was just sitting comfortably on the couch, looking into the fire. Hermione felt so relaxed, just sitting on the comfy couch, gazing into the flickering flames, that she could've fallen asleep. She didn't know when she stopped staring at the fire and started staring at Ron; his face was contorted with joy as he won a game of wizard's chess against Ginny. He whooped in joy as Ginny let out a sigh of defeat.
They soon started another game. Hermione smiled. Ron was so cute when he was concentrating, with his face all focused and serious. Wait! She had just called Ron cute... Gross!... Erm... Kind of. She mentally smacked herself. Just stop, stop yourself! she screamed in her head. Next time that happened, she would have to mentally punch herself.