Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, because if I did, Tom Felton would be mine::insert evil laugh here: But whatever. This is my first time submitting something, so be nice! Oh, and I know it's short, but I got bored one day and this is the result. There is another chapter, but I have to finish it! Much love!
An Unexpected Find
Chapter 1
"Life is weird. No, love is weird." Hermione spoke these words, then looked around. No one there. "Well, of course no one's here. It's 2 o'clock in the morning. No one sane would be in here." As she said this aloud, she noticed a cushion on the velvet couch move. Luna and Neville entangled in one of their many lip-lock sessions. Makes sense. I did say anyone saneSuddenly, she felt a hand on her shoulder; a million thoughts ran through her mind – it could be a secret admirer or a kidnapper. "Hey baby," oh, Ron, just plain old good buddy, Ron.
"Hullo Ronald. What are you doing up at this time?"
" I was just about to ask you the same thing." He glanced around. "Hmmm… no papers scattered about, no quills leaking ink around, no textbooks. Is a certain Miss Granger watching a certain Mr. Longbottom and a certain Miss Lovegood?" Hermione and Ron both heard a sheepish laugh.
"You can hear us?" Neville slowly peeked out from under the invisibility cloak.
" No, not so much hear as see. Plus, you weren't in the dormitory," Ron replied, quite matter-of-factly.
"Ahh, well, I'll umm, be, uhh, seeing you then. Night 'Mione. Night Ron. Night Luna"
"Good night, my Precious Peruvian Purple Poppy Pecking Popcorn Ball!" That was Luna's good night wish to Neville. To Hermione and Ron she said, "Good night you two. I'll leave the invisibility cloak if you two want to, you know." And with a wink and a sly grin, she whisked herself out of the room.
"Well, I guess I'll be going to" Hermione's night wishes were cut short by lips that belonged to the very handsome face of Ron Weasley. An almost naked Ron Weasley. Suddenly, Hermione no longer felt he was buddy o' pal Ron. He was Ronald, an incredibly sexy guy who was almost naked and kissing her, making time stand still, in an abandoned common room. This was going to be an interesting night; both Ron and Hermione were glad Luna had left the invisibility cloak.
"What were you saying?" The shirtless Ron said.
"I was going to go to bed, but obvisiously your lips have other plans. By the way, what do you use on your lips, because they are remarkably soft."
"So you noticed. Something I brewed up. Yes, that's right something I brewed up. I've been planning this night for forever. Ever since 1st year- bushy hair and all. You're perfect. I love you. And although I'm not sure I should have said that – Harry said girls don't like guys who come on too strong. But who cares what Harry thinks? I've been writing and rewriting a dramatic speech; so much I probably have carpal tunnel, but it's okay, because it was all for you. I love you! I love you Hermione Granger!" Ron finished this dramatic speech with a wild, passionate, no holds kiss. The kind every girl hopes to have with a very cute boy, at two AM where anyone could stop in and find them. The kind that could only be made better if there were romantic music playing softly in the background. Then, as if Ron had read her mind, Ron pulled his wand out of his boxer shorts, oh! so he wasn't that glad to see her, aimed it at the far end of the room and beautiful music soared over the two of them. Hermione sighed, and Ron pulled her up against him, still kissing her. Hermione suddenly realized that Ron really was that glad to see her.