"Ron! Stop it!" Hermione giggled as he flicked soap suds onto her blouse. "I mean it!" She said again, but it had little effect on Ron, who just continued to wet her as best as possible.
"Eeek! Ron! Oh, I am SO getting you back for that one!" Hermione squealed as her hair came in contact with the water, and half filling up a cup with warm water.
"Oi! That's cheating!" Ron yelped as the water hit him square in the chest.
Hermione stuck her tong out. "Too bad, you started it."
"Yeah, and I'll be finishing it too, so you better watch out," Ron growled.
"Right," Hermione laughed, a hand on her hip in a no-nonsense sort of way.
"Right," Ron half-laughed back.
"Right..."
"Yeah..."
Hermione waited with baited breath as Ron's face drew nearer to hers, and she was suddenly very aware that her t-shirt was sticking to her. She closed her eyes as the gap between them diminished significantly, and she could feel Ron's hot breath on her face. Just as their lips were about to touch, a voice called through the door.
"Ron, Hermione, are you two almost finished with the dishes?"
DAMN Ron thought as Hermione jumped away, blushing.
"Almost done Mrs. Weasely!" She called back, avoiding Ron's eyes.
They finished the rest of the dishes in silence, and Hermione's eyes lingered on Ron's for just a second, before disappearing out of the tiny kitchen.
