The next day...
Hermione walked out the bathroom dressed in a silk bath robe when she saw Ron's cousin come out Bill's room, he was staying in, dressed only in some silk boxer shorts.
She bit her lip. He was rather hot with a muscular, tanned body unlike the other Weasleys she knew. Yet he still had the family red hair and freckles.
She clutched the opening of the robe closed as she felt his eyes look over her.
"Well, well, I didn't know Ron had flat mates." he smiled a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
"Um actually..." began Hermione when he stopped her.
"Maybe we could meet down stairs for late breakfast and talk?" said Anthony before he went into the bathroom.
Hermione sighed and went to the room that she and Ron shared.
Ron had left early this morning to meet up with Harry at the leaky cauldron.
That had left her and Anthony alone. She'd been fine with it until she'd actually seen him.
Now she was nervous like a member of a fan club seeing the object of their affections.
She pulled on the only short skirt she owned, Ginny had brought her it for her birthday, assuring her she needed to wear those sorts of things to get Ron's attention in other ways.
She also put on a low v-neck top, though she was reluctant to do so. She was trying too hard to get his attention and besides she didn't want to get his attention that way. She loved Ron with all her heart and would never sleep with one of his relatives.
She changed clothes to a tight pair of jeans and work shirt, as she put her hair put in a ponytail.
She then went down stairs to see he had made Breakfast and was sat at the table reading the daily prophet dressed only in a pair of baggy jeans.
Hermione sat down at the tale opposite him and began to tuck into some of the food.
"Oh you're here. I don't think I caught your name by the way." said Anthony putting the paper to one side.
"I'm Hermione. And Ron told me about you. Your his cousin right?" asked Hermione.
"Yeah that's right. Hermione? Ron mentioned you in some of his letters. He never told me how beautiful you are though. A real beauty. They don't have anyone like you back in New Zealand." Smiled Anthony.
Hermione blushed slightly as she ate some bacon.
"So where is my dear cous anyway? I haven't seen him the morning," said Anthony pouring himself some coffee.
"Oh he had to go to Diagon alley and to meet up with a friend of his," said Hermione.
"Really? How interesting." said Anthony sipping his coffee thoughtfully.
"So Ron didn't mention why you were here anyway. Care to explain?" asked hermione curiously.
"Maybe later. Care to help me with the dishes after breakfast?" asked Anthony putting his hand on her thigh.
Hermione nearly choked on her egg as she felt her heart jump in her throat.
"Sure why not." smiled Hermione managing to swallow her egg.
"Good." smiled Anthony downing his coffee and eating a few pieces of toast before squeezing Hermione's thigh with his hand and getting up from the table.
Hermione put down her knife and fork and followed Anthony to the sink.
"So Hermione. I wonder why Ron didn't tell you why I was staying here." said Anthony charming the plates to wash themselves.
Hermione charmed them to dry themselves and put themselves away.
"Oh he told me you always do unexpected visits," said Hermione.
"Hm. Well I often have a good reason. And as far as I see it I have a good enough reason." said Anthony.
"And that is?" asked Hermione.
Anthony sighed as he sat back at the kitchen table.
"My mother kicked me out again and though she hasn't cut me off money wise I have a feeling I will soon be made to move away. I came here to see if Ron would let me stay here," said Anthony.
"So you moved here to ask him?" asked Hermione sitting on the table beside him.
"Well there's more to it than that but I should really talk to Ron about it first." said Anthony his hand on her thigh again.
Hermione bit her lip, though she didn't want to seem uncomfortable, his hand on her thigh felt anything but awkward. It felt like it was naturally meant to be there.
She felt his fingers stroke the denim of her jeans and smiled him coyly.
"So what do you do around here for fun?" asked Anthony as the last plate put its self away.