'This is just Ron!' she kept telling herself, but it was no use. She hadn't been on a date with him since that Valentine's Day. She stopped herself for a second before she stepped off the last step. She breathed a big breath in and shut her eyes. When her eyes fluttered open she turned into the living room and smiled.
Ron was standing there looking as cute as ever. He was wearing a striped polo. The color of the stripes matched the color of the shirt underneath. He had on a pair of nice khaki pants. She looked down and smiled inwardly. He was still wearing the same pair of tennis shoes he always wore. When she looked back up at his face, he was just staring at her. Not moving at all, he looked almost breathless.
"You ready?" She asked taking a step towards him. He snapped out of his daze and smiled.
"Yeah," He walked up to her and placed his hand on the small of her back. "You look beautiful, 'Mione."
"Thank you, Ron. You look very handsome, too," she smiled softly. As they were passing the stairs, they saw everyone grouped on them with extendable ears sticking out of their heads.
"You two are mighty dressed up for chick-fil-a," Harry joked.
"They look perfect together," Gisele squealed and leaned into Nick. Hermione smirked and pulled Ron out the front door.
"Merlin, are they obsessed or what," Hermione smiled. Ron laughed and got into the passengers side of her car. Hermione put the top up and changed the radio station. She backed up and drove off.
Hermione could feel the tension in the air as soon as she stepped out of the car. When they walked into the doors, all eyes turned towards them. "Maybe we should have just worn some sweats."
Ron laughed. They walked up to the register. Hermione ordered a salad and Ron got a box of chicken nuggets and fries. Ron immediately started scarfing down fries before they sat down. Hermione laughed out loud and sat across from him. Ron smiled goofily and took a sip of his lemonade.
"This is really good. French fries and chicken are my two favorite foods," Ron grinned.
"Yeah, I thought you would like it. If they had chocolate frogs you would never leave," Hermione giggled and took a bite out of her salad.
"Draco! Are you kidding me!" Some loud girl came into Chick-fil-a saying. She was laughing hysterically. 'Wait, did she say Draco?' Hermione thought. She looked over at the girl and gasped. It was Paris……..and Draco.
"Okay, Ron grab your food. We are getting out of here," Hermione said hurriedly and gathered her food together.
"Wha..?" Ron asked confused with fries in his mouth. Hermione groaned and bent down to his ear.
"Paris is here……and so is Draco," she whispered. Ron snapped up and grabbed his food in his arms. They snuck around the big divider and got to the door when Paris spotted them.
"Ron! Hey!" Paris screamed. Ron turned around and smiled slightly.
"Hey Paris, uhhh….look I got to go, bye!" Ron started to push out the door again.
"No, wait! Who's the girl with you. A new girlfriend, huh," Paris said as she got closer to him. Hermione turned around and glared. Paris puffed and widened her eyes.
"Oh, Hey Hermione," she grinned fakely.
"Hi," She glared at the girl and looked over Paris's shoulder. Draco was staring at her wide-eyed. When he noticed her view, his head shot the other way. Ron looked like he was about to kill Draco for being there.
"So, I'm guessing that you two know Draco," Paris smirked. Ron clenched his fists.
"Yeah," he said sharply. "We are old friends."
Draco glanced up at Ron and took a step back from Ron's death glare. Hermione grabbed Ron's hand to settle him down. Ron looked down at her and smiled slightly.
Paris looked down at their hands and frowned. It was gone before her head snapped back up. "So, when is your trial, Ron?"
"How dare you bring that up!" Hermione barked and lunged for Paris. Ron held her back. Hermione looked at him and scowled.
"She's just trying to get a reaction from you," Ron whispered. Hermione turned back towards Paris.
"Did I hit a rough patch, Hermione?" Paris asked sarcastically.
"Paris, quit," Draco whispered loudly.
"Oh, come on, Draco. I'm sure you have something you want to say too," Paris said.
"No, I don't. Let's just get our food and go," Draco scolded. Paris pouted and turned back to Hermione.
"We'll settle this later, Hermione," Paris said and started to walk off.
"There is nothing to settle, Paris. You're a home-wrecker skank-bitch who lusts after what she can't have and that is never going to change," Hermione called. Ron squeezed her hand when she said this.
Paris shot around, "Excuse me."
"You heard me, Paris. So, now that I have settled this, me and Ron, my BOYFRIEND, are leaving," Hermione pulled Ron out of the restaurant.
Hermione unlocked the car and plopped in her seat. She put her salad on the floor of the car and rested her head on the steering wheel. Ron placed his hand on her back and rubbed it sensitively. "What the hell were they doing here. Draco is a pure-blood. He would never go to a muggle restaurant!"
"Hermione, I swear I'm so impressed by how you handled it. I thought you were going to kill her," Ron said quickly.
"I was, you stopped me." Hermione sat back in her seat and started the car. "After everything we have been through with her, after all the drama she caused, she still manages to ruin another night between us. Well, this was the last one. From now on, we will date with in places that aren't overly populated and with the Marauder's Map."
Hermione pulled out and headed home. When they arrived, Hermione walked grumpily up to the front door. Before she could open it, Ron grabbed her arm and swung her around. He kissed her lightly on the lips and pulled away. Hermione smiled slightly.
"Ron, I'm sorry. I wish this could have been special," Hermione sighed.
Ron cut her off, "Hermione, it was special. I got to spend a night with you and you finally got to tell Paris off. It was great. Our next date will be even better. Just tell me something, am I your boyfriend?"
"Oh, Ron, I'm sorry. I only said that to try and make a point. I mean I love you and all, but we have only been on one date. I'm sorry," Hermione explained sadly. Ron's face dropped but before she could say anything the door opened.
Harry snapped open the door with a huge smile on his face. "Alright guys, dish it out." He pulled them inside.
"Well, the date got a bit ruined," Ron sighed and sat on the couch.
"What! Why!" Ginny whined.
"Well, Paris and Draco kind of walked in there during the middle of it," Hermione said. Everyone gasped.
"What!" Gisele screamed.
"Yeah, we tried to bolt out of there, but Paris stopped us. Hermione told her off when she said something she shouldn't have said and now we are here," Ron explained.
"I seriously hate that girl," Ginny puffed and sat down on Harry's lap.
"I hate her more," Hermione sighed. "Hey Harry, can I borrow the map tomorrow. Ron and I are going to make sure that our date is Paris free."
"Yeah, no problem," Harry smiled.
"Thanks. I'm going to go to bed now, guys. I'm tired," Hermione stood up and headed up the stairs. Ron followed her and stopped her in front of her door.
"Can I give you a good night kiss?" Ron asked. Hermione smirked.
"Of course," Hermione grinned. Ron leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips. His hand reached up and stroked her cheek softly and he pulled away. Hermione's heart was pounding and she smiled softly. Ron grinned cheekily.
"Goodnight love," Ron whispered and walked to his room.
"Night," Hermione said glad to have her nickname back. She walked into her room and fell back onto her bed.