Two Months Later

"Hermione, do you think they've…" asked Ron speculatively.

"Think they've what, Ron?"

"That they've…you know,"

"As in…" Hermione raised an eyebrow. It was thoroughly amusing to see Ron flounder over Harry and Draco's relationship. She continued with the essay she was proofreading.

"As in…uh…gone past snogging," he said with difficulty.

"Meaning…?" she asked innocently, knowing full well what he meant, and had done since he first asked.

"D'you think they've…had sex?"

"I should think so," said Hermione absently, preoccupied with her essay. There, see, she had spelt 'apparuitus' wrongly.

"Ah…" Ron spluttered. He had been hoping for, and expecting, a denial or an absent reply of indifference. "I didn't think you'd say that,"

"Why? It's true. In fact, I'm almost positive they have."

"Umm…how?"

"They're boys, Ron, what did you expect? You're a member of their testosterone-driven species, after all. I walked in on them once…" she restrained a giggle. "It was so funny. Harry blushed and Draco crossed his arms and tried not to smile too much," she giggled a little, and blushed. "They weren't wearing very much…" she stuffed her fist in her mouth and snorted.

"Er…Hermione, are you all right?" asked Ron, slightly scandalised.

"Yes," she said. "It's just that, you know, it was quite hot."

"Hot?"

"Yes…two guys together is hot; most girls say so anyway. I'm beginning to think there's some truth in it…Can I go back to proofreading my essay now? I've read this one sentence about six times," she said, a little irritated. Ron nodded, still a little confused, and reluctantly pulled out his quill and parchment

There was a long silence, in which neither got much work done (Ron wrote precisely two words and some doodles and blotches, and Hermione only managed a few inches of her essay).

"Erm…Hermione?" asked Ron, tentatively.

Hermione put down her quill and parchment and looked at him.

"Yes, Ron?"

"Would you, er…I mean, could we…"

"Yes?" she said, her breath shuddering briefly, aware of the sudden tension in the room.

"Oh, sod it," said Ron, and he leaned across and kissed her. Hermione offered little protest, and they relaxed into the kiss. A faint snort of restrained laughter parted them, and then –

"Oh…um, how long have you been here?" asked Hermione, colour creeping its way onto her face. Harry and Draco were standing against the wall, in an entanglement of limbs, smiling at the embarrassed couple.

"Just about since Ron stopped staring in your general direction and started staring directly at you," said Draco, indifferently. Hermione decided to keep her mouth shut.

"Which was, clearly, when he decided to stop being a prat."said Harry. "Don't worry, It can't have been more embarrassing than it was for us," They smiled at each other, clearly remembering.

"What happened?" asked Ron, in a desperate attempt to get the subject changed from him and Hermione.

"That," they said together, "Is something we sincerely hope you never find out."

Finis

A/N: I'm done! Hope everyone liked, and...yes, I may fill you in about Harry and Draco's mysterious embarrassing get-together. Many thanks to Cali, or TigerKaos, who laughed at this, as I hope you guys will. I'm going to miss writing this! I love clueless!Ron, but in the end he had the right idea. Love to the kind people who reviewed.
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