Chapter Fourteen: Again With The Breakfast

            Ron woke the next morning on the couch again. he hadn't slept on a bed in almost the entire time he was back at Hogwarts. He sighed and looked up from the  couch at the ceiling. Pink rays shone through the curtains of the Common Room. Ron looked down towards the fire and saw Hermione asleep on the floor. He sighed and shook his head. Sitting up Ron ruffled his hair lightly and lifted the blanket off of him. He smiled a comforting smile and shivered lightly. Looking down at Hermione again, Ron saw that she was wearing HIS shirt. Ron had no recollection of what happened other than her story of  Krum. Just remembering the story made Ron's blood curdle. The way Krum had treated Hermione was unbearable for him to think of.

            Ron stood up and looked down at Hermione. Her arms were against the couch, her head rested against her hands. Her hair fell in front of her face, her legs were curled to the side of her. She had been sleeping sitting up the whole night. Ron just smirked at her and shook his head lightly. He knelt down next to her. Brushing a wisp of hair behind her ear Ron smiled. She was so peaceful. Hermione stirred at Ron's touch, a smile crept across her face. Before Ron knew it he was pinned down on the ground. Hermione smiled at him as he chuckled.

"Pinned Ya again…"

Ron smiled and shrugged as well as he could pinned against the floor. Ron looked her up and down. He noticed that she had on her "Normal" clothes under his shirt. Raising an eyebrow Ron questioned.

"Why are you wearing my shirt?"

Hermione giggled at him. She looked down at the shirt she was wearing. Tucking a piece of hair behind her ear she sat up.

"Well you see. That's an interesting question. You see last night I was kinda cold so you gave me your shirt, then you totally zonked out after a few drinks. So I took the blanket. I was staring at the fire I noticed the couch shaking. I looked up to find you nearly freezing to death. Although I don't know why it's nearly the middle of summer. So I covered you with the blanket, and curled up against the couch"

Hermione gave him a satisfying nod.  Ron chuckled, He had thought something TOTALLY different had happened. Hermione slipped Ron's shirt over her head, She handed it to him.

"Here you are…"

Ron took his shirt and threw it onto his shoulder. He smiled and tilted his head to the side.

"Now… If you would kindly…Get OFF me… I'd like to have some breakfast…." Ron said pushing Hermione off his lap.

            Hermione smiled at him and slid off him. She stood up and dusted herself off. Ron just layed on the floor watching her, the way she moved the way she smelled. A smiled played plainly across his face as he sat up. Hermione looked at him. She looked around and giggled.

"What?"

"Nothing… Do I have to have permission to look at you?"

"It's the WAY you're looking at me" She retorted.

"And what way is that?" Ron said with a smirk. He stood up and Slipped on his shirt. He smiled and turned to Hermione. Hermione was about 7 inches away. He smirked and grabbed her hand, dragging her out of the Common Room to the Great Hall. He dragged her down the cool stairs. He listened as her heels clacked against the stairs.

"You  dork…" she said following quickly behind him.

"I'm not a dork"

"Are too"

"Are Not"

"Are Too"

"Are Not"

"Are T---" Hermione stopped on a stair a few from the bottom. She stooped in mid sentence, Her jaw hung gape. "Krum…." She muttered.

Ron was laughing he turned around to see the tall gangly man, shaggy black hair hanging in his face. Ron's smile quickly turned into a scowl. His blood began to boil. Ron's ears began to turn as red as his hair. Ron sighed and rolled his eyes. He grabbed Hermione's hand and pulled her down the stairs even more and into the Great Hall.

"What? Ickle Ron can't stand up and be a man? Afraid of loosing?" Krum sneered. Ron tried his hardest to ignore Him.

"Ron, just don't say anything… He will go away eventually"

Ron did as Hermione advised and ignored Krum. He just kept dragging Hermione to the Great Hall. When they got there Ron let go of Hermione and they went over the Gryffindor table. Ron looked around for Harry but he was no where to be seen so they sat down. Ron sat facing the doors to see if Krum and followed them. He started to dish up his food and when he looked up again he saw Krum walking his way, and Ron could by the look on his face that he meant business. Ron got up and walked around the table to meet Krum, despite Hermione's protests. Ron's hand clenched around his wand.

"Krum! Leave This is MY school… and I want you out!!!"

"Ron Stop! Both of you…We do not need this right now… Please…" Hermione stood between the two of them. Her eyes were beginning to tear. Ron sighed and with drew his wand.  He nodded.

"Alright Hermione, I won't curse him…" Ron smiled at Hermione who turned to Krum. Her face was terrified, tears were rolling down her cheeks. Ron looked at Krum who had his wand raised. Krum didn't care who he was shooting, he didn't have what he wanted.

"Ron, you are going to curse the ze day you eva showed eefeectshun for MY Herm-oh-ninny"

Ron rolled his eyes and smirked "You'd think that if you loved her that you would learn how to pronounce her name…."

"RONALD, don't provoke him!"

"Yes, Ronald don't preevoke mee" Krum mocked. Ron's temper was rising, he took a step in front of Hermione. He held his hands in front of her and eyed Krum up and down… "You want Hermione, You'll have to kill me first…"

"RON NO!"

Krum's face had a sudden smirk. "That'll be NO problem…." Raising his wand Krum yelled. Ron closed his eyes. "Impeiro!"  He Heard Hermione scream his name as he hit the floor.

[Again with the cliffhanger…. I know I'm mean

EvErYtHiNg4NoThInG- I was at my Choir Concert… I got into the girls elite choir… -go me-]