"Ok, a walk sounds great." Answered Ron, giving Hermione one of his heart-
melting smiles. "Just let me go and grab my cloak, ok?"
"Ok" Replied Hermione, as Ron sprinted up the stairs to the boys dorm.
Hermione went and sat down where Ron had been sitting and saw a folded
piece of paper on the floor, she bent down and picked it up. It was
labelled 'My Flower', "Divination Homework"? Thought Hermione. "Whatever!"
She started to un-fold the crumpled piece of parchment when Ron came
bounding down the stairs; She quickly pocketed it. "Ready?"
"Yep!" Answered Ron. "Let's go!"
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When they got outside and started plodding through the snow, they suddenly realised how warm it really was back in the castle. "Bloody Hell, It's cold" Exclaimed Ron. "R-R-R-Ron!" Hermione struggled out through chattering teeth. "Oh, be quiet, Mione" Said Ron, pulling out a pair of heavily padded, warm gloves from his pocket. He started to put them on, when he changed his mind. "Here you go, Snow Queen." He said handing them to a very blue Hermione. "N-N-No, R-Ron, I couldn't, y-y-you have them, they're y-yours." "Actually, they're Harry's, but he won't notice." He said grinning. "Tell you what, you have one and I have one, and so our other hands don't get cold, lets hold hands," Ron suggested going slightly red. "Ok, O-Ok!" She accepted pulling on one of Harry's massive gloves. "Merlin! He's g-got big hands!" She exclaimed. "You've gotta, when you're a seeker." Said Ron. "Hey, there's an idea, let's go for a walk around the quidditch pitch- I wonder what it looks like covered in snow." He shouted, grapping Hermione's hand. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"This is nice." Said Hermione after they'd walked around the pitch about twenty times.
"Mmmmm. So, why didn't you go on any romantic walks with Vicky?" Asked Ron, sly-ly. "Oh, I dunno. I didn't even really like him, he thought we were true love in the making, pass me a bucket, I know, but I never felt anything for him, I think he finally realised, and that's why we stopped writing and talking." She sighed. 'If only he knew' thought Hermione, 'that the reason I dumped that slime ball was 'cause of him.' She looked up at Ron. "Ahh well, you've still got me and Harry." He said, giving her hand a squeeze. They stopped walking, and stared into each other's eyes. "Errm, we should probably be getting back" Said Ron, looking away. "Ok" Hermione breathed, feeling a little disappointed.
AN: Hoped you liked it- if you did don't hesitate to say. Thanks for reading and please-o- please reply.
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When they got outside and started plodding through the snow, they suddenly realised how warm it really was back in the castle. "Bloody Hell, It's cold" Exclaimed Ron. "R-R-R-Ron!" Hermione struggled out through chattering teeth. "Oh, be quiet, Mione" Said Ron, pulling out a pair of heavily padded, warm gloves from his pocket. He started to put them on, when he changed his mind. "Here you go, Snow Queen." He said handing them to a very blue Hermione. "N-N-No, R-Ron, I couldn't, y-y-you have them, they're y-yours." "Actually, they're Harry's, but he won't notice." He said grinning. "Tell you what, you have one and I have one, and so our other hands don't get cold, lets hold hands," Ron suggested going slightly red. "Ok, O-Ok!" She accepted pulling on one of Harry's massive gloves. "Merlin! He's g-got big hands!" She exclaimed. "You've gotta, when you're a seeker." Said Ron. "Hey, there's an idea, let's go for a walk around the quidditch pitch- I wonder what it looks like covered in snow." He shouted, grapping Hermione's hand. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"This is nice." Said Hermione after they'd walked around the pitch about twenty times.
"Mmmmm. So, why didn't you go on any romantic walks with Vicky?" Asked Ron, sly-ly. "Oh, I dunno. I didn't even really like him, he thought we were true love in the making, pass me a bucket, I know, but I never felt anything for him, I think he finally realised, and that's why we stopped writing and talking." She sighed. 'If only he knew' thought Hermione, 'that the reason I dumped that slime ball was 'cause of him.' She looked up at Ron. "Ahh well, you've still got me and Harry." He said, giving her hand a squeeze. They stopped walking, and stared into each other's eyes. "Errm, we should probably be getting back" Said Ron, looking away. "Ok" Hermione breathed, feeling a little disappointed.
AN: Hoped you liked it- if you did don't hesitate to say. Thanks for reading and please-o- please reply.