A/N- I finished reading HBP! Woot! But for the sake of my readers who might not have finished the book yet, I will not write any spoilers in this story about it. On a related note, this is one of the last chapters in this story… sadly or happily shrugs Anyways, you might have noticed that last chapter was kind of uneventful… that is because I forgot to add "To be continued" Yes… this is Part Deux of Chapter 7. Enjoy!
Chapter 7: Part Deux
"Oh! Hey guys!" Hermione climbed through the portrait hole looking at a flustered looking Harry and a smug looking Ron.
"How was Arithmancy?"
"Fine… what's going-
"Hi Harry!" Ginny grinned and kissed Harry on the cheek.
Hermione gasped, "I knew it!" she laughed "Parvati told me, but I didn't believe her!"
Ron looked startled as Hermione did a little victory dance whereas Harry looked slightly confused.
"Er…" Harry mumbled.
"Well, I'll see you later! Homework!" she pointed at a huge tome titled 'Veritas Potions'.
"She seems in a better mood"
"Yeah… she cheered up quite a bit after we talked during break"
Harry looked interested and Ron proceeded to tell him about their encounter at the lake.
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"…and then Ginny showed up" he finished.
Harry was grinning suggestively.
"Uhh… mate?"
"Has it ever crossed your mind that she just might fancy you?"
"What? Hermione? No way… she likes guys like Krum" he said dejectedly.
"Look… I'm positive on this… and I KNOW you fancy her"
"I er…" Ron looked away grinning.
"Listen, you'll be turning back to normal anytime tomorrow… I think you ought to let her know"
"But-
"She won't hate you"
"But what if-
"She fancies you"
"I don't-
"Yes she does!"
"Fine…but-
"How?" Harry was grinning at Ron.
"Ok… you're starting to creep me out"
Harry ignored him. "Just do it… alone…just tell her ok?"
Ron walked away grinning. He lied down on the carpet and stared at Hermione who was busy working on their Potions essay.
'She fancies you' Harry's voice echoed in his head.
'But what if he's wrong?' he frowned
'She does' Ron's imaginary Harry smiled.
'what if she doesn't?'
'What if she does?' Imaginary Harry grinned.
'What if it ruins our friendship?' he panicked at the thought.
'What if it makes it stronger?'
'Are you determined to say the exact opposite of what I say?'
'maybe…' Imaginary Harry laughed.
'I'm going insane'
'Yes you are'
'Oh shut up!'
'What if you love her?'
'I… what? Do I love him?'
'You love her'
'Maybe… I think… I do'Ron got up; he was feeling nauseous. He walked across the room towards Hermione's table. He wasn't sure why he was walking there… his legs wouldn't obey his mind.
"Hermione?" Ron pawed her leg.
"Hold on…" she checked something in her book and frowned at her parchment, scratching something out "Yes?"
"I…" he looked down "I feel nauseous… I… I'm going upstairs"
"Are you ok Ron?" she put her quill down.
"Yeah… must be the spaghetti"
"I'll go up with you… let me just…" she scribbled something down and rolled up her parchment, which was trailing to the floor. She picked up her things and grabbed Ron jogging upstairs and into her dorm.
"Oh! Ron" Hermione rummaged through her drawer and pulled out his miniature school uniform. "I don't think you'd enjoy transforming without clothes on…" she blushed.
"My thoughts exactly" he sat next to Hermione as she quietly dressed him up. His stomach was killing him.
"Thanks…" he swayed and fell down.
"Ron?"
"Hmm?" he groaned.
"Maybe you should go to sleep" she moved him on top of her pillow.
"Thanks…Zzz"
Hermione looked worriedly at him before turning around towards the shower.
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"Silencio" she muttered at her closed four-poster bed. 'No more intruding in my personal space' she smiled to herself and pulled the comforter over Ron and herself.
"Good night Ron" she whispered.
" 'Night Er my nee" he wriggled closer to her and gave a little snore.
Hermione blushed.
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Ron was running on all fours chasing after Hermione in a meadow, whom was moving further away.
"Hermione!" he kept running after her through the meadow.
"You can't catch me!" she laughed as she darted into the wood.
Ron jumped over a boulder and landed on his two feet, running faster than before.
"Now I will!"
"No you won't!" she kept laughing as she vanished into a darker, thicker part of the wood.
"Hermione?" Ron kept running.
"Hermione?" he was panicking, everything was growing darker.
Ron halted in the middle of a clearing looking all around.
"Hermione!"
He kept looking around and saw her hide behind a tree. Ron ran towards it.
She wasn't there…
"Hermione?"
No answer…
"Hermione? His voice was strained… panic oozing out of it.
Silence…
"Hermione!" he slumped down on the floor, his chest heaving hard.
"Where are you?" he was scared.
His voice echoed…
"Don't leave me…" he whispered. His lungs were on fire.
"I won't leave you Ron" her voice spoke softly in his ear; she was kneeled on the floor behind him.
"Hermione!" he turned around and hugged her tightly.
Light started creeping slowly into the clearing.
"I'm not letting you go…" Ron held on to her, taking in the slight scent of strawberries in her hair. He pressed her closer to him.
"I won't loose you" he whispered again as he felt her warm body against his.
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Ron opened his eyes wearily. He was lying on a four-poster bed, the curtains were drawn, but a small tinge of light filtered through them. He sighed and shifted slightly, he was covered in a warm heavy blanket. He looked down and his eyes widened in shock. He was a human again… lying next to Hermione. His arm was carefully slung over her waist, her face buried in the crook of his neck. Ron felt a blush creeping his way up his neck and working it's way towards his ears.
"…Ron" she breathed heavily and snuggled closer to him.
His blush deepened.
"Hermione?" he whispered in a slightly high-pitched voice.
"Hmm?" she cuddled against her warm heavy blanket (a.k.a. Ron).
"Er…"
She was still sleeping.
"Wake up Hermione" he whispered again nudging her slightly.
"Gimme five more minutes Ron…" she groped blindly for his now absent fuzzy ears.
"Er…" he was frozen, nose-to-nose with her. He could feel her warm breath on his lips.
She felt his hair between her fingers and stiffened.
"Ron did you…" she moved her hand down eyes still closed shut, cheeks burning, and felt his ears… human ears.
"Er…"
Hermione opened her eyes slowly, painfully aware that she was sporting a deep shade of magenta across her face.
"Hi" Ron squeaked, throwing a nervous smile at her.
She looked down; his arm was still draped over her waist.
"Er… sorry" he removed his hand quickly and sat up straight, bumping his head on the roof of her four-poster. "Ouch! Bloody hell!" he rubbed his hand against his sore head and quickly put it over his mouth. "Do you think they heard me?" he whispered. He didn't want to get Hermione into trouble… they could even be expelled for this…not that anything had happened…
"What? Oh, no I put a silencing charm on my bed" she looked at him. "You're back to normal though!" she smiled and hugged him tightly. Ron's face was now a brilliant crayon red.
"Er… yeah, I am" he hugged her back awkwardly.
She let go of him quickly.
"You better stay here…"
"W-
"Parvati and Lavender…" she shuddered at the thought of their faces if they saw Ronald Weasley… in their dorm… on her bed.
"Right…" he fiddled with the hem of his robes.
"Stay here… I'll head them off and come back in to get you" she smiled. "I'll borrow Harry's cloak for you… just in case"
"Ok"
Hermione grabbed the curtains.
"Hermione?"
She turned around.
"Thanks"
She grinned.
A/N- Ok I'm done with this Chapter! Woot! Ron's a human again! But the story's not over yet!