A/N Hey! Ok first of all I have to say Snappish79 thank you so much for
your wonderful reviews! I know the first chapter was short but that was
really to see whether people would hate the story. Also, I know I did give
you a cliffy but I wanted to build suspense! (haha) Thanks for the advice
though and keep it comin! I can use all the help I can get!
"Dad was telling Mum some stuff the other night. He said they didn't have proof..only suspicions. They think that since you know who hasn't done anything all summer..he's got to be planning something. It's been horribly quiet you know? No odd muggle killings..No sign of death eaters..nothing."
"It's weird isn't it?" said Hermione looking thoughtful "I mean Voldemort finally has his body back. He has his strength. You would have thought he'd do something by now."
Harry ran a hand through his already untidy hair "He's up to something" he said slowly "and I have a feeling it's something pretty bad if he's taken so much time to regroup. He hasn't tried to get inside my head once this summer. Usually everyone would be happy that it's calm but it's only a matter of time before he strikes right?" he paused taking a deep breath "Ok so Ron do you know what he's got as far as followers go? What's happening with the giants and the dementors?"
Ron knew someone would eventually ask that. But he wasn't going to let it all out..not yet. "Haven't heard too much about that. We know he has a good number of giants with him now but I'm not sure what else is going on." Ron felt really guilty about leaving things out but it was all too much to handle. Harry was happy now. He had been happy less and less over the years. Ron wasn't going to bring him down until he absolutely had to.
"RON! HERMIONE! HARRY!" they all started when they heard Mrs. Weasley's voice from another floor. "TIME FOR LUNCH YOU THREE! COME DOWNSTAIRS PLEASE!"
"ALRIGHT MUM!" Ron called back. They walked downstairs all still deep in thought.
They had bacon sandwiches for lunch and Ron saw the look on Harry's face when he saw the food. "Wow, Mrs. Weasley this looks great. I haven't eaten like this since....well since the last time I was at the burrow."
"Well you feel free to eat as much as you want Harry. Lord knows you could use some meat on those bones!" They laughed.
Ron caught Ginny looking longingly at Harry. He looked away quickly suddenly feeling rather sick. He didn't even want to know what the hell she was thinking about.
When they finished lunch Ron, Hermione, Harry, and Ginny went outside to enjoy the day. Its was sunny and beautiful out.
"Who's up for a game of quiditch?" said Ginny brightly heading to the shed.
"That sounds great!" said Harry "Let me go get my firebolt!" and jogged away.
"What do you say Hermione?" Ron looked at her wondering if she could fly at all "Want to try quiditch? I promise we'll take it easy on you." "Speak for yourself" Ginny said jokingly as she did a difficult loop and hung upsidown on her broom "I play rough and that's just the way it is" She said it stubbornly but flashed Hermione a grin and winked at her. She landed after a complicated barrel roll.
"I guess I could try" Hermione hesitated "You know at least to see why you and Harry talk about it constantly"
"Great!" said Ron "You can use Charlie's old broom." And he ran to get it from the shed.
When Harry was back the four of them mounted their brooms confidently (with the exception of Hermione whose broom almost started rising without her) and flew lazily.
Harry and Ginny watched Ron get Hermione centered on her broom. "This is hard!" she cried obviously frustrated. Ron got her balanced enough and they began their game.
They flew for the rest of the afternoon until it was pitch black and Mrs. Weasley shouted at them to get inside. Hermione and Ginny lost horribly to Ron and Harry who, both being on the Griffindor quiditch team, knew exactly how to fly and what to do. Hermione, however, had gotten much better thanks to Ron's coaching and even managed to score about thirty points.
Ginny and Mrs. Weasley went to bed early.
Ron, Hermione, and Harry sat around talking about Hogwarts and friends and anything else that came to mind. Harry went to bed around 11 leaving Ron and Hermione alone.
Ron was suddenly nervous having to be alone with Hermione and he couldn't understand why. 'Why the hell should I be nervous around her?' thought Ron 'She's my friend. What's wrong with me?' He felt he should say something.
He cleared his throat loudly "So...uh...mmm.....how've you been 'mione?'
"Oh" she said awkwardly "Er....fine I guess. And you?"
"Alright"
Ron couldn't help noticing how beautiful she had become. She was wearing jeans and a tight muggle top. Her hair framed her face and hung just below her shoulders. The moonlight reflected in her eyes as she turned to face him.
"You seem different somehow Ron" she said quietly "I like it"
"Thanks" said Ron hearing his voice croak. He cleared his throat "You look really nice tonight Hermione" He had heard himself saying it but couldn't remember thinking before he had. She didn't seem to mind though so he was relieved.
"Oh...Thank you Ron. That's really sweet of you to say."
Ron nodded. He was feeling things he had never felt before. He looked at her and the only word he could think of to describe her was perfect. He knew right then that he definitely liked her as more than a friend..as more than just Hermione. He wanted to kiss her so badly it hurt. He wanted to tell her how he felt. But he knew that was a bad idea. What would she do? Laugh at him probably. 'Why would she want to be with you?' he asked himself nastily 'You're nothing special. You're just stupid, plain, Ron Weasley.
But suddenly there she was. Right in front of him. He couldn't help himself. He took her hand and she moved so they were facing other. She was so close. He could smell her perfume. 'God, she smells so good' She leaned forward and he was surprised but he shut his eyes and bent down slightly. He felt her lips. Electricity shot through his body. Her lips were soft and full. He felt her hands go to his hair and he put his comfortably on her hips. He parted his lips and her tongue slid into his mouth. He met it eagerly and felt his trousers becoming extremely tight as the blood rushed to one are of his body.
Ron heard the front door open. 'Shit that's Dad!' They broke apart both gasping for breath.
A/N Ok there's the chap! I know another cliffy! But I can't help it! It's a good way to keep people reading. I promise I won't make the nest chapter a cliff-hanger alright? So finally a lil Romance! What do you think? Did I go overboard? Not enough? I'm totally open for suggestions here so please tell me what you think! PLEASE REVIEW!!! Thanx!
sar
"Dad was telling Mum some stuff the other night. He said they didn't have proof..only suspicions. They think that since you know who hasn't done anything all summer..he's got to be planning something. It's been horribly quiet you know? No odd muggle killings..No sign of death eaters..nothing."
"It's weird isn't it?" said Hermione looking thoughtful "I mean Voldemort finally has his body back. He has his strength. You would have thought he'd do something by now."
Harry ran a hand through his already untidy hair "He's up to something" he said slowly "and I have a feeling it's something pretty bad if he's taken so much time to regroup. He hasn't tried to get inside my head once this summer. Usually everyone would be happy that it's calm but it's only a matter of time before he strikes right?" he paused taking a deep breath "Ok so Ron do you know what he's got as far as followers go? What's happening with the giants and the dementors?"
Ron knew someone would eventually ask that. But he wasn't going to let it all out..not yet. "Haven't heard too much about that. We know he has a good number of giants with him now but I'm not sure what else is going on." Ron felt really guilty about leaving things out but it was all too much to handle. Harry was happy now. He had been happy less and less over the years. Ron wasn't going to bring him down until he absolutely had to.
"RON! HERMIONE! HARRY!" they all started when they heard Mrs. Weasley's voice from another floor. "TIME FOR LUNCH YOU THREE! COME DOWNSTAIRS PLEASE!"
"ALRIGHT MUM!" Ron called back. They walked downstairs all still deep in thought.
They had bacon sandwiches for lunch and Ron saw the look on Harry's face when he saw the food. "Wow, Mrs. Weasley this looks great. I haven't eaten like this since....well since the last time I was at the burrow."
"Well you feel free to eat as much as you want Harry. Lord knows you could use some meat on those bones!" They laughed.
Ron caught Ginny looking longingly at Harry. He looked away quickly suddenly feeling rather sick. He didn't even want to know what the hell she was thinking about.
When they finished lunch Ron, Hermione, Harry, and Ginny went outside to enjoy the day. Its was sunny and beautiful out.
"Who's up for a game of quiditch?" said Ginny brightly heading to the shed.
"That sounds great!" said Harry "Let me go get my firebolt!" and jogged away.
"What do you say Hermione?" Ron looked at her wondering if she could fly at all "Want to try quiditch? I promise we'll take it easy on you." "Speak for yourself" Ginny said jokingly as she did a difficult loop and hung upsidown on her broom "I play rough and that's just the way it is" She said it stubbornly but flashed Hermione a grin and winked at her. She landed after a complicated barrel roll.
"I guess I could try" Hermione hesitated "You know at least to see why you and Harry talk about it constantly"
"Great!" said Ron "You can use Charlie's old broom." And he ran to get it from the shed.
When Harry was back the four of them mounted their brooms confidently (with the exception of Hermione whose broom almost started rising without her) and flew lazily.
Harry and Ginny watched Ron get Hermione centered on her broom. "This is hard!" she cried obviously frustrated. Ron got her balanced enough and they began their game.
They flew for the rest of the afternoon until it was pitch black and Mrs. Weasley shouted at them to get inside. Hermione and Ginny lost horribly to Ron and Harry who, both being on the Griffindor quiditch team, knew exactly how to fly and what to do. Hermione, however, had gotten much better thanks to Ron's coaching and even managed to score about thirty points.
Ginny and Mrs. Weasley went to bed early.
Ron, Hermione, and Harry sat around talking about Hogwarts and friends and anything else that came to mind. Harry went to bed around 11 leaving Ron and Hermione alone.
Ron was suddenly nervous having to be alone with Hermione and he couldn't understand why. 'Why the hell should I be nervous around her?' thought Ron 'She's my friend. What's wrong with me?' He felt he should say something.
He cleared his throat loudly "So...uh...mmm.....how've you been 'mione?'
"Oh" she said awkwardly "Er....fine I guess. And you?"
"Alright"
Ron couldn't help noticing how beautiful she had become. She was wearing jeans and a tight muggle top. Her hair framed her face and hung just below her shoulders. The moonlight reflected in her eyes as she turned to face him.
"You seem different somehow Ron" she said quietly "I like it"
"Thanks" said Ron hearing his voice croak. He cleared his throat "You look really nice tonight Hermione" He had heard himself saying it but couldn't remember thinking before he had. She didn't seem to mind though so he was relieved.
"Oh...Thank you Ron. That's really sweet of you to say."
Ron nodded. He was feeling things he had never felt before. He looked at her and the only word he could think of to describe her was perfect. He knew right then that he definitely liked her as more than a friend..as more than just Hermione. He wanted to kiss her so badly it hurt. He wanted to tell her how he felt. But he knew that was a bad idea. What would she do? Laugh at him probably. 'Why would she want to be with you?' he asked himself nastily 'You're nothing special. You're just stupid, plain, Ron Weasley.
But suddenly there she was. Right in front of him. He couldn't help himself. He took her hand and she moved so they were facing other. She was so close. He could smell her perfume. 'God, she smells so good' She leaned forward and he was surprised but he shut his eyes and bent down slightly. He felt her lips. Electricity shot through his body. Her lips were soft and full. He felt her hands go to his hair and he put his comfortably on her hips. He parted his lips and her tongue slid into his mouth. He met it eagerly and felt his trousers becoming extremely tight as the blood rushed to one are of his body.
Ron heard the front door open. 'Shit that's Dad!' They broke apart both gasping for breath.
A/N Ok there's the chap! I know another cliffy! But I can't help it! It's a good way to keep people reading. I promise I won't make the nest chapter a cliff-hanger alright? So finally a lil Romance! What do you think? Did I go overboard? Not enough? I'm totally open for suggestions here so please tell me what you think! PLEASE REVIEW!!! Thanx!
sar
