Harry and Ginny were sitting at the bottom of the boys dorm steps, both pretending to be asleep against the wall, but Ron and Hermione ignored them as then walked hand in hand out of the portrait hole into the halls and out onto the grounds.
"That was rude," Ginny said once Ron and Hermione passed.
Harry smiled, "he did it."
"How do you know Ron, our shy little Ron, did it? Hermione could have gotten fed up and done something herself."
"Ginny," Harry shot a look at her, "does it matter who, it happened. Some how it happened, and that's all that matters."
"How long have they liked each other?"
"Ron since day one and Hermione…"
"Hermione since day two," Lavender's voice broke in, "I heard her writing it in her diary. She needs to learn to write without speaking it all out load."
Ron and Hermione were laying on the grass by the lake. Ron looking up at the stars, Hermione cuddled against his chest.
"Beautiful," Ron breathed.
"Aren't they? Don't you wish you could just fly up there and steal one. Just one little star, even though they are huge masses of…"
"I didn't mean the stars."
"Oh Ron," Hermione sat up and put her arm on the other side of him so she was hovering inches above him. They sat there holding that for only seconds before Hermione came down and they lay there in the grass kissing as sweetly and fiercely as they knew how.
"Look at them," Harry sneered as he looked out the common room window onto the lake where Hermione and Ron were still kissing. The part of him that hated them together was lurking about and finally decided to show its ugly head. Harry had always known that they would eventually get together but didn't know things would move as fast as they were. Ron and Hermione were now rolling on top of each other on the grass and never once stopping kissing. What is she thinking! Harry thought to himself thinking of Hermione's smart whit and how she had never let any other guy move that fast with her. And Ron please….ew stop! He thought as he turned away from the window after seeing Ron's hand slowly move up the back of Hermione's shirt.
He sat down on the comfortable common room chair thinking about what might happen next. "I swear if both them don't come back virgins I'll…" he accidentally said aloud.
"You'll what?" Lavender's voice came mock whispering back. Harry jumped.
"Were you listening to me," Harry sneered.
"Well who else would? Unless you are schizophrenic then go right ahead listen to yourself talk all day. And you can talk to yourself all day too. Now won't that be fun!" Harry glared at her. "Ok sorry I was kind of trying to make you feel better."
"No it's ok I just," Harry glanced out the window, "it's just not the best time. Sorry I don't mean to be rude."
"No it's ok. My fault, but what in the world were you look…oh," Lavender said as she looked out the window to Ron and Hermione. "Pity"
"Huh?"
"Ron'll loose his virginity before the famous Harry Potter," Lavender said with a laugh as Harry shot her an evil look. "Wrong time?"
"Yes. Very much."
"Sorry. Anything I can do to help ease your pain... Want an ice pack?" she added with a little smile. Harry smiled back.
"Yes. Actually, find me a girlfriend so I'm not alone during this whole Ron Hermione thing."
"Well," Lavender smiled as she walked over and sat next to him.
