The One Dream That Will Never Come True

Hermione woke up with a slight sweat. Reaching beside her se picked up her wand and said, "Lumos". She felt her body. Her clothes were still intact, no button undone or anything. She lay back with a sigh, thinking to herself, ' Damn only a dream. Never again will it happen to me.'

She reached over to the bedside again and pulled out her journal. Nobody knew she kept one, but then again that was the point of a journal. She liked to be able to write down what was happening to her and what she was thinking. She conjured a quill and started writing.

I probably shouldn't write this dream down, but if I cant write it here then where? My only fear is that someone will pick this up and read it. I don't want any of these thoughts getting out to the public.

I had a dream about Ron tonight. Well actually I had a couple, but I shall only write down one. I feel so bad though. I know Ron is a taken man. I know him and Lavender are very in love with each other, but I can't help what I dream. I think these dreams are helped by the fact that Ron and me consistently flirt with each other. Oh well here it is…

… It was a cold and rainy Friday morning as I went to go join my friends down at Breakfast. The first thing that happened when I got to the Gryffindor table was Ron grabbing my arm and pulling me down, then he proceeded to tickle me. 'Damn him for knowing my ticklish spot.' I cursed in my mind. I noticed him not even moving from my side when Lavender came and sat down by the table. Dumbledore announced breakfast was over and we continued on to class. Ron and everyone else scuttled to Divination while I went to Arithmacy.

Next we all had Potions. It was a typical potions class: Snape stalking in, yelling at a Gryffindor, us taking notes, Ron or Harry making snide comments about Snape, more notes, and finally the bell ringing. I felt someone's eyes on me the whole time. I had hoped it was my love Dean, but looking up I found it was Ron.

I our next class, Care of Magical Creatures, we were all watching a couple of Lamias (tied up thankfully, they can cause huge trouble). It was very exciting these creatures are very deadly and it's just like Hagrid to put us all in danger hehe. Ron strolled over and took my hand of my knee and started writing on it. When he didn't stop for ten minutes I stopped him and asked, " What the heck are you doing?"

He just looked at me and said; " I'll show you when I'm done."

I smiled and turned away. I did notice though, that while he was drawing on my hand, he kept stroking my hand with his thumb.

Soon Hagrid called him over, so I could finally see what he wrote, but Ron seemed almost reluctant to let go of my hand and leave, why? He finally did and I got to look at my hand. It said, "IBUWL2BWU" Like I knew what the heck that meant. It had taken so long because he had drawn over I t so many times.

The rest of the day went by normal except for right before we all went to bed. Usually Ron and Lavender are sitting by each other, holding each other and things like that. Now I noticed Lavender giving Ron evil looks every so often. The whole time I was sitting there trying to do my homework Ron kept trying to tickle me, and that didn't work to well. When I decided to go to bed he leaned over and whispered, "Think about what is on your hand, and I'll explain everything tomorrow at Hogsmeade."

The next day quickly came. Soon it was 6pm and all the kids were leaving to go to the in and eat. This only left Ginny, Ron, Harry, and me. Not much comfort.

Ron hadn't left my sides once we had arrived: Even when everyone was chasing an escaped Puffskein. He kept continually tickling me and never argued. It was weird.

Anyways after everyone left we decided to head over to the cliff and watch the sunset. Ron told me he needed to talk to me, alone. I told everyone what was going on and he lead to me to a concealed batch off trees. I sat down and he sat beside me, taking my hand in his. Slowly stroking the stained letters on my hand he asked, " Did you figure out what this means?"

I shook my head and replied, " No, there wasn't much to go by."

Ron sighed and said, " It says, I Broke Up With Lavender To Be With You."

I just sat there staring at him and finally replied, " Fuck, really?" He nodded so I continued, " Why did you take me out here?"

He leaned forward and said smoothly, " because I wanted to do this to you." And with that I felt his lips on mine.

I finally accepted the kiss because I had wanted it for so long. I felt his tongue begging entrance to my mouth, so I granted it to him. I felt his hand slowly moving up my side and place itself over my breast, and the other hand cupped my neck so he could deepen the kiss.

I had to stop and ask him some questions. I didn't want to, but had to. "Ron" I said, " I really want you, hell I'll even make love to you, but then again you know about my wanting for sex. I have to know if that's what you want. I also have to know if you really want just sex or me. Oh and I need to know if your protected." I had to add a touch of my humor, because this was too serious.

He smiled and paced his hand on my hip. Slowly he replied, " I don't know why, but I want you. I want you mind, body, and soul. I want to have as much passion that's possible for this timing, and yes I'm protected." He showed me the condom and left it out, just in case. Again he started up, " So I can understand if you not…"

I shut him up by kissing him. This time I entered his mouth with my tongue. I felt so light headed. His hands crawled up my shirt and went over my breasts. Slowly he pushed my shirt up, just to the point where he could see my chest. Reaching behind and unsnapping the bra, he let my breasts spill out; all the while kissing and licking them. I suppressed my moan (our friends were less then twenty feet away, even if they couldn't see us) but let him know I was enjoying it. He trailed down my stomach and started unbuttoning my pants. This is where the thought ' Oh Shit' came in.

He pulled my pants down and stuck his tongue inside me. Oh how Id fantasized about this. Sure, with a different person, but whatever. He started out gentle but got firmer. Finally I shuddered and he stopped. He took the shudder as an appreciation towards what he did and came back up. He kissed me and then went down to my breasts again. He unzipped himself and entered me.

It hurt like hell for the first few seconds then turned into the best sensation I had ever felt. Our bodies were like on as he rocked up and down. Soon he came, and just lay on top of me. Five minutes passed and he looked up.

" I wonder if they miss us out there, because I sure don't miss them right now." I said.

He smiled and sat up zipping his pants. I put my knickers and pants back on, then did my bra, and finally fixed my hair.

Ron again smiled and said, "hat was the bet thing I had ever done. We should go back though, so it doesn't look suspicious.

We went back and went to go get food with the rest of them. The night ended with everyone going to bed and me getting one last passionate kiss from Ron…

Damn, I liked it but feel extremely bad. Like I said, what I dream is what I dream, and there not a fucking thing anyone can do about it.

Hermione set her journal aside and lay back with a sigh. If only what she had experienced in her dream was real. She didn't even like Ron; like she had said in her dream she was still in love with her ex- boyfriend, Dean. They had never done anything like that though. She looked over and saw that the other girls were starting to rise, so she got up and went and took a shower.