Okay, here we go, the third installment of 'Now this is Romantic'! Now, I haven't gotten around to writing the fourth part yet, what with studies and having no idea what the heck I'm going to write! So, any suggestions would be fantastic!
I promise cookies for those who reviewed, so here you go:
Mrs.KristinePotter and only-harry.
Wow, I got hardly any reviews! Lol. You can review every chapter of a story, guys! (hint, hint).
Disclaimer: I solemnly swear I do not own Harry and friends, etc.
On a typical Saturday morning at Hogwarts, Hermione Granger woke up late and drowsily got up and ready. Everybody else in her year was downstairs in the common room, eating breakfast or outside. All that is, except for one, Ron Weasley.
Upon entering the common room, Hermione rubbed her eyes and went over to the window. She drew the curtains back quickly, went to walk away and did a double take. Snow. It was snowing. The first sign of winter was here.
Hermione squealed with delight, and ignoring her Prefect status, hurried up the boy's dormitory stairs. Upon reaching the 6th year boys' dormitory, she threw open the door and ran inside. Ron was the only one left, and that Hermione was grateful for. He was sleeping on his side facing away from the door. Hermione skidded to his side and started shaking him.
"Ron, Ron! Come on! You've got to come look! Oh come on, Ron!" she said excitedly. Ron just groaned and mumbled something. She stamped her foot and shook him again. "Come on, Ron!"
"Mum…five more minutes." he mumbled. Hermione grew impatient and rolled him onto his back.
"Ron!" she yelled. Suddenly his eyes opened.
"What?" he asked sleepily.
"Come on, it's snowing! You have to come with me!" she replied quickly.
"You woke me up for that? Come on, 'Mione, it snows every year." He groaned, trying to roll over only to have Hermione roll him back.
"But it's the first snow of Winter! It's special!" she complained. "Get out of bed!"
"No."
"Yes."
"Make me." he smiled, eyes still closed. He loved playing this game.
"Fine." she replied, smiling herself. But Ron had forgotten something the previous night.
"Oh, 'Mione, wait." he added, eyes opening. But it was too late. Hermione had already reefed the blankets off him to reveal a very shirt-less Ron. She was stunned. Sure, she'd seen Ron like this before, but the cold air hit his flesh and goose bumps appeared everywhere. Never had Ron looked so inviting. She could just snuggle up here with him. But Hermione shook the thought from her head and looked away, blushing.
"Sorry." she said quietly.
"What? You've seen me without a shirt before." he admitted, but the blush rising up his neck was obvious. 'She reacted like that last time, too.' he thought. He got out of bed and quickly threw on a shirt. "Why don't you wait for me in the common room? We can have breakfast and head outside then." he suggested.
"Okay." She said softly and walked down to the common room.
Ron sighed when she left, then broke into quiet song, "This could be the start of something big."
The awkwardness had disappeared as soon as Ron started shovelling eggs into his mouth at breakfast. Hermione had realised that yes, he was good looking, but he was still the same old Ron. The one that provoked much eye rolling but never understood why Hermione did it so much.
As soon as breakfast was over, Hermione grabbed Ron by the arm and hauled him outside. When they got there, the snow had started to fall again.
"Oh! It's so beautiful!" Hermione said softly.
"Yeah." Ron agreed, sneaking a sideways glance at her.
The rest of the school was making snowmen, having snow fights and some were skating on the lake.
"Let's go find somewhere quieter." Hermione suggested.
"Yeah, okay. Good idea." Ron nodded. It was much too noisy for the tranquil snow. So they set off to a part of the grounds that nobody had attacked yet, and stood in a clear spot.
"It's so peaceful." Hermione smiled. Ron nodded, a question forming in his head.
"Hermione?"
"Yeah?"
"Why do you love the snow so much?" he asked as she started catching snowflakes on her tongue.
"Well. I guess because it's so peaceful with snow. Everything is turned white. And each snowflake is individual. There are no two the same." she said, thinking hard. Ron nodded.
"That's pretty deep."
"And…" she trailed off, blushing faintly.
"And what?" he asked, smiling at her red face.
"Oh, nothing."
"Come on 'Mione. I know there's another reason. What is it?" he pried.
"Well… I don't know about anyone else, but…"
"Hmm?"
"I think its romantic." she admitted, her blush growing stronger.
"Really?" Ron asked disbelievingly.
"Yeah."
"Me too." he agreed, and Hermione's head shot up.
"You what?"
"I think it's romantic too." he repeated.
"You think it's romantic?" she asked again.
"Yes."
"Oh…but why didn't you want to come out here quickly like me?" she asked, confused.
"Because. I'm a guy. I'm not supposed to like romance." he explained.
"But you told me anyway!" she argued.
"Yeah. But it's a natural thing for me to do, act tough. And besides, I was sleepy!" he laughed. She rolled her eyes but couldn't suppress the grin taking form.
Hermione bent down to observe the snow that had taken shape on the ground, scooping some up into her hands without Ron noticing. He bent down to join her and received a ball of snow in the face.
"Argh! You'll pay for that!" he shouted, but Hermione was already on the run, scooping up snow along the way. He aimed at her torso but completely missed, sending it into a tree instead. He immediately knew what she was up to.
"Missed me!" she laughed, running for the cover of the trees.
"Oi! No hiding! That's cheating." he yelled, scooping up more snow and hitting her in the back.
"Too bad!" she shrieked. Ron grinned as she ran behind a tree. She tried to get him with another snowball, but missed completely.
"You'll have to do better than that!" he laughed. Once more, Hermione leapt out to hit him but got a face full of snow herself. She squealed and ducked back behind the tree, wiping the snow off herself. Carefully, she made a big snowball, and got ready to aim. But when she leapt out, nobody was there.
"Ron?" she called in a confused tone. Then suddenly, she was hit with two snowballs. One on her head, the other on her back. She squealed in surprised. "Ron!"
"Gotcha!" he shouted as she ran back into the clearing. He'd flushed her out with ease, and now he could attack.
He scooped up handfuls of snow and pelted them into her, slowing her down, then lunged for her.
"Ah! Ron!" she laughed as they landed in a heap.
"Did I hurt you?"
"No, but why did you have to land on me?" she exclaimed.
"Sorry." he grinned, not the least bit sorry.
"Sure." She replied, smiling herself.
Suddenly they both realised where they were and how close they were lying.
"Um." Ron started. "I er. I should probably get off you."
"Oh, well. You don't have to." Hermione said, blushing and mentally kicking herself.
"Um, alright then…" Ron trailed off, blushing just as hard. They laid there for a while, Hermione playing with the zipper on Ron's jacket. She looked up at him and smiled. He smiled back.
"What?" he asked.
"Oh…it's just. You're so warm. I'm freezing." she admitted.
"You are? Okay, then." And he rolled off her.
"Now I'm even more cold." she complained as her teeth began to chatter.
"Then roll over." He suggested, and she rolled on top of him. He put his arms around her waist and started rubbing her back slowly.
"Thankyou." she whispered.
"No problem." he replied.
"You know, I think we've um, crossed the friendship line here." Hermione pointed out.
"Yeah." Ron admitted. "How do you feel about that?"
"Well. I'm a little scared. But excited too. I, uh. Really like you. A lot. And um…what do you think about it?" she said quietly.
"Me? Um. I…I'm the same. Scared, excited. And ecstatic." he smiled.
"Ecstatic?"
"Yeah. You like me back." he grinned.
"You like me too?" she gasped.
"More like love you." he told her, stroking her cheek.
"Oh wow. I…I love you too." she smiled.
"Brilliant." he said, eyes sparkling. "Let's get up, I want to do this properly."
"Okay." she agreed, not exactly sure of what 'this' was. They got to their feet and looked at each other.
"Hermione, will you go out with me?" he grinned, taking her hands in his own. She giggled.
"Most definitely yes!" she exclaimed happily, and reached up to hug him. He pulled away soon after, and bent down to kiss her softly on the lips.
"Now this is romantic." Ron said quietly when they pulled away.
"You can say that again!" Hermione agreed giddily, and they hugged once more.
Far away on the lake was Harry, ice-skating. He stopped to see the two share another kiss before grinning.
"Finally." he laughed, then skated back over to Ginny.
Yay! Fluff! This was probably my least fave, but it was okay. It was definitely the longest!
I really need ideas on what to do for Spring! Like, Summer had rain, Autumn (Fall) had leaves, Winter had snow. Maybe I could make them go swimming? Tell me if you like that idea.
Please review, it'll make my day! (No, really, it will. I'm so bored!)
Thank you all!
