In Her Eyes

Madammarauder

Ch12: The Perfect Relationship

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Harry sat in front of the crackling fireplace that was now dying with a load of books, quills, and pieces of parchment lying on his lap. He had just finished the last of his Potions essay, and was about to start on his Charms assignment. He gave a large, lazy yawn, and shifted all of the materials to one side of his lap so that he could lift his hand to see what time it was. It was 11:20. Harry gave a silent gasp. Hermione and Ron had left the Common Room hand in hand at about seven o'clock. What could they possibly be doing for about three hours? Harry thought to himself. Could Hermione have been faking the excitement, and when she was out with Ron maybe she knocked him unconscious, drug him into the lake, and let the Giant Squid take it from there? Then, Harry slapped himself in the face to try to get him back to reality. Suddenly, Harry almost jumped out of his skin when Ron came skipping happily into the Common Room. Harry jumped up immediately, all of the books, quills, and pieces of parchment falling off of his lap. Crookshanks, who had been cuddling up in the chair next to Harry, and when Harry jumped up, Crookshanks was so startled that she flew off of the seat, and hissed angrily at Harry, scampering across the room, and out of sight. Harry seemed to not have noticed as he rushed over to the Ron who was absolutely glowing.

"What happened? Why were you two gone so long?" Harry asked, stepping in front of Ron. Ron just grinned, and walked over to the couch where he sat down without a word. Harry, once again, raced after him. "Tell me!" Harry begged, sitting next to Ron.

Ron finally talked, "Hermione and I are officially dating now." Harry gasped, absolutely stunned from the news. But, he still wondered what they were doing for so long.

The next morning Hermione woke up in the best mood. Some people in the dormitory gave her a questioning look, because she had been very grouchy the previous day. She put on her clothes that she had layed out the night before, grabbed her robe and bag, and skipped out of the dormitory, whistling "Mary Had a Little Lamb" as she went.

The next morning, Ron woke up in the best mood that Harry had ever seen him in. Usually, when they had to wake up to get ready for classes early in the morning, Ron was grouchy, tired, and not the person you would want to mess with. But, on that particular morning, all of the boys in the dormitory were ready to deck Ron for his prancing around, and his cheery self that early in the morning.

"Ron, I am glad you're happier than you usually are." Harry said as he pulled back the covers, and hopped out of the bed with a yawn.

"I'm glad too." Ron said with a huge grin plastered across his face. He was sitting on his bed which (As usual) was very messy, and he had his bag of books across his shoulder, his robe wrapped around him snugly, and he was ready to go. "I really hope things with Hermione and I work out. I mean that I just don't want something stupid to ruin our relationship. You know what I mean?"

"Yeah." Harry said as he pulled the shirt over his head. "I am seventeen years old, and I don't need te stress of you two fighting all the time. Besides, Hermione made a mistake that she will probably never make again. Also, you don't need to think negatively about your relationship with Hermione. If you aren't positive, Hermione will suspect it." Harry said, pulling the leg of his pants over his own leg.

Ron nodded quickly, looking at his watch."Shit. I've got to go. I told Hermione that I would meet her at breakfast as soon as it starts." Ron said, as he started to walk away. "See you later."

"Fine!" Harry yelled after Ron as he hastily tried to pull up, zip, and button his pants. Then he said in the tone of a jealous girlfriend, " Leave me for your lover! I don't need you anyway! Yeah, walk away!" Harry then finished buttoning his pants, then he grabbed his bag and robe, and rushed after Ron with a fake, angry look on his face.

"Well, that was interesting ." Ron commented as they walked out of the Potions class. A few people behind tem were snickering for what had happened in their class that day.

"Oh, guys, that's not funny. It wasn't Neville's fault that his cauldron exploded, and his eyebrows got . . . burnt . . . off." As Hermione finished, she couldn't help herself from laughing because she realized what she was saying. "Okay, maybe it was funny." Hermione admitted through her fit of laughs. They kept laughing as they walked down the hall. Then, Harry, Ron, and Hermione stopped in front of the Advanced Arithmancy classroom.

"Well . . . " Hermione said, turning to Ron, completely ignoring Harry, But, Harry didn't mind."This is my stop."

Ron caught her drift, and then put his hands on her hips, pulling her closer to him so that he could give her a goodbye kiss. As they were "saying their friendly fair well" Harry tapped his bare wrist comically, ushering Ron and Hermione to stop so that Ron and he could get to class on time. Ron saw Harry out of the corner of his eye, and then pulled away. Hermione grinned and said "Goodbye." She turned to enter the classroom, but Harry caused her to stop.

"Fine, make out with your boyfriend in front of me, but don't say goodbye! Fine, I understand." Harry said, snuffling as if he was crying.

Hermione grinned, "What, do you want me to give you a kiss too?" Instead, Ron quickly answered for him, "No, I think you two should just SAY goodbye."

Hermione rolled here eyes at Ron's jealousy, and muttered a cheerful "Goodbye." Then she turned and walked into the classroom, turned and blowing a kiss to Ron over her shoulder.

Ron grinned from ear to ear, but Harry just rolled his eyes disgustingly. They walked the rest of the way to their Charms class, Harry joking about Harry and Ron's intimacy the whole way.

"Finally." Hermione said under her breath as she walked out of the Advanced Arithmancy class. She was happy to be out of the classroom with her grouchy teacher, Mr. Puckett. This was very unusual for Hermione to be anxious to get out of class, but she couldn't stop thinking about Ron throughout the class-time. Twice she had been embarrassed in class, because the teacher had to raise his voice at her so that she would pay attention, this was because she was daydreaming about Ron (unsurprisingly). Hermione was now rushing down the halls to join Harry and Ron at lunch, who were probably already in the Great Hall. As Hermione tried to dodge people as she went, she accidentally bumped into someone. She didn't know who it was until the person turned around. It was Malfoy. They kept eye contact for a moment, but someone behind Hermione shoved her rudely along, obviously rushing to lunch as well.

As Hermione walked the rest of the way to the Great Hall, she realized that was the first time that she had seen Malfoy in about two weeks. For, they hadn't had to go patrolling ever sense the last meeting (as you probably guessed was two weeks before) they had assigned all of the prefects to patrolling. Both Hermione and Malfoy were relieved by the schedule, because they were both still very uncomfortable with each other. Sadly, Hermione ind of had the feeling that Malfoy still had feelings for her. And, as much as she hated to say it, she still had feelings for him as well. Hermione wanted to slap herself for feeling that way, but she knew that she couldn't fight reality. Then, when she walked into the Great Hall and saw Ron, her worries immediately went away.

She swiftly walked over to them at their usual seat, grinning broadly.

"Ha, wabe." Ron said, turning to Hermione who had taken her seat right next to Ron, with a spoonful of mashed potatoes in his mouth.

"Hi." Hermione said cheerfully as she snuggled closer to him. She then gasped at the plate in front of her. "Oh, yum! Roast beef."Hermione aid as she grabbed a fork and knife, and started to tear away at the meat.

"Wow." Harry said as Hermione filled her plate."Dassa lotta food."

Hermione laughed as she swallowed a bite of her meat, "I am starving! I didn't have breakfast, and I had hardly any dinner last night."

"Right..."Ron said with a grin."Oh, yeah. I meant to ask you something."

"Go ahead." Hermione said as she started to butter the biscuit that was on her plate.

"Well, because of the situation with your dad. You obviously can't go back to your house. So, my mom offered to have you stay at our house for Christmas." Ron said anxiously, looking at Hermione, waiting for an answer.

"Oh, that would be great! Last year at Christmas, my dad was to hung over to even remember that it was Christmas. Anyway, who is all going to be at your house?"

"Thank God it will only be myself, you, Ginny, and Bill." Ron replied.

"Cool."Hermione replied. "I am glad Christmas is only a few weeks away."

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