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Chapter Five: Rain

"Ginny, what are you talking about? Nothing's going on between me and Fred."

"That's a lie if I ever heard one," Ginny said, crossing her arms across her chest.

"Why do you say that?" Hermione asked.

"You two were both very sad on the train, neither of you talked much, and you both gave each other subtle glances."

"I did not give him subtle glances." She did.

"Yes you did."

"No I didn't." Yes she did. 'Damn you conscience. Shut up!' Hermione thought.

"Fine," Ginny said. "When you want to tell me, I'll be happy to listen."

"Thanks Gin. I know I can count on you when I need to."

The girls had a bit of an awkward silence until George burst into the room. "Who wants to go out in the back?"

"Geez George, haven't you ever heard of knocking?" Ginny asked.

"Yeah, it's no fun though."

"What if you walked in on something?" Ginny said, eyeing him carefully.

"Impossible. Ron is in his own room. And unless you two were having a hot lesbian orgy...well then I wouldn't mind walking in on that."

"Get out George!" Ginny said.

"So I take that as a no."

"Out!" Ginny said laughing and threw a pillow at him.

Ten minutes later, they both hear a knock on the door. "Come in," Ginny said absently and continued her conversation with Hermione.

"Ginny?" a voice came from the door. Harry had just stepped inside and closed the door. The silencing charm was still in place from when Ginny had wanted to talk to Hermione.

"What is it Harry?" she said curiously.

"Oh nothing," he said with a smile. "I was just thinking about you."

"I was thinking about you too," Ginny half murmured as she slid into his arms.

"I think I'm going to go," Hermione said and made her exit from the room. Those two were so cute together; it was a shame that neither of them wanted to tell the world about their love. But since they had already told each other, that was to suffice for the time being.

As she walked down the stairs, she found herself lingering at Fred's door. He couldn't have been in there. He must have gone outside with George to the backyard. What could they possibly be doing back there? 'Maybe you should go find out' she thought.

She started heading down the stairs at a faster pace when Ron popped his head out of his door. "Hermione?" he asked in surprise.

Hermione turned around with a certain hint of dread. "Hi Ron."

"Where were you going?"

"Nowhere in particular. Just around."

"Oh. Well do you want to come up here?"

Hermione walked slowly up to his room, and he shut the door behind her.

"Do you think your mum will mind that we're alone together behind a closed door?" Hermione said anxiously. She didn't want to be there. Ron was getting closer to her.

"It doesn't matter. Mum left to go to the store, and Dad's still at work."

Ron moved closer to her and kissed her abruptly on the lips. Of course he kissed with tongue on the first kiss. Typical. She stood rigid, only half returning his kisses. He didn't seem to notice; his own desires overpowering his affection for her. He walked forward, pushing her backward onto his bed.

"Ron, I don't feel-" Hermione started to say, but was cut off by him.

Ron's hands went immediately to the button on her jeans. He undid it and slid the zipper down. He then pulled her pants down a bit. "Ron, no." Hermione said. Ron persisted, kissing her harder and harder to the point where it was almost painful. He undid the button on his pants and slid them down. So Hermione did the only thing she could think of. She brought her knee up and racked him. Ron fell onto the bed in pain. She zipped and buttoned her pants and slapped him on the face. "I said no Ron," she said on the verge of tears and slammed the door on the way out of his room.

She ran down the steps and outside, knowing where she was going, but not quite sure why. When she found him, he was standing next to George, leaning over a firework that they had acquired. From the looks of it, they were trying to figure out how it worked so they could copy it and sell it cheaper. They both turned around when they heard Hermione run towards them.

"Hermione?" Fred said in disbelief.

She kept running until she reached him and tackled him in a hug. "Hermione, what's the matter?" George asked, but Hermione clung to Fred, sobbing.

"Shh. It's all right. Everything going to be fine." Fred whispered into her ear.

They heard a thunderclap above, signaling the coming rainfall. "I'm going to head back," George whispered to Fred. Fred nodded and watched his twin pack up the fireworks and place them in the shed. He was completely out of sight when the rain started. It was light rain and warm. "Do you want to get out of the rain?" Fred asked after she had mostly calmed down. Hermione shook her head.

"I like rain," she said, wiping her eyes. "Oh my God," she said, finally realizing what had just happened. She pulled away from him and said, "I'm so sorry."

"Hermione, it's alright." He pulled her back to him and held her for a while longer. "Do you want to tell me what happened?"

Hermione shook her head.

"Is it about Ron?" he asked knowingly.

"Yes," she faintly whispered.

"Did you two break up?" he asked, trying to figure out what was wrong.

"No, but I'm definitely going to," the girl said and leaned into him.

Hermione noticed that he had a very nice smell to him. After a few minutes, she looked up into his eyes. He had the most gorgeous eyes that she had ever seen. They were crystal blue; piercing, yet soft at the same time. Before she knew what she was doing, she leaned into kiss him. It was like their first kiss, a few days ago in the library. He was soft and gentle and went at her pace. Unlike Ron, didn't try to French her within the first ten seconds.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and he held her tightly. She felt like the moment would never end. But unfortunately it did. In the most unfortunate of ways.

"Hermione Granger, what the hell are you doing?" a voice said from the distance.

A/N: I'd like to thank a few of my reviewers right now. You guys have been awesome.

P.S. I am shamelessly plugging my other story. It's already finished. It's on fictionpress under the penname Nilturiel.

It's called Running Partners. It has almost no reviews.

Selina Feng: Thanks for the ideas. I was never one for exciting pranks. Or exciting dares even. I was sheltered in elementary school. Oh well. Alas. Glad you enjoyed it!

invisible2u: My knee surgery went very well, thanks. Still can't walk, but that's a work in progress. Glad to hear that you enjoyed it. I love getting online and having an email from fanfiction. I liked Ginny a lot in the books, but I don't think that she was featured as much as she should have been. Same goes for Fred. I always liked Fred more. I don't know why, but I don't really like the name George. And I absolutely hate Ron in the books. He's selfish, childish, and mean. Not to mention immature. If he likes Hermione, why doesn't he just ask her out? I didn't mind him so much in the movies, but he's still cowardly.

Monica7725: Thanks a bunch sweetie! Poor Fred. He knows Hermione doesn't want to ruin her relationship with Ron and he's respecting her wishes. I wish he was real. And that he lived at my house.

Lost.Somewhere.Out.There: Cute name. Describes me as well. That is a good idea to have Hermione think it up. I believe I might just use that.

mm4ever2gether: That's my problem too. Alas. I've got two different ways I could go, but I can't really decide between the two. The difficulties of being an author. lesigh

Lady Emily: I always thought Hermione belonged with someone other than her two friends. I can picture her with Fred (duh) and Draco Malfoy. I think she would change Draco and he would have no idea.

Ruffilicious: That is my problem. I like to write dialogue and not a lot of description. I'll try to keep them longer. This one was double I believe.

Erin (you didn't review, but you've been asking): Harry and Ginny are like Thomas and Jessie (not the hiding part). The hiding part is when I had to hide Dan from my mom. Wasn't really hard though. Hermione's thoughts about love are based on my thoughts when I was with Zach. The way Ron kisses is not based on anything. Sorry. The way Fred kisses is the way Dan kissed, and there's a bit of Billy thrown in too. melts Fred's eyes are Dan's eyes. I always thought kissing in the rain was incredibly romantic (it's supposed to rain Monday, and I'm going to Billy's). And coming in later chapters, the way Fred is towards Hermione, and all the fluffy stuff that I describe are all Billy. Hope that answers your questions.