This is a 3rd person Ron and Hermione thing that's key to the further chapters lurrve lis xxxx


Hermione yawned and stretched her arms. She curled up cat-like into the duvet. Her dreams were peaceful, of her and Ron, of her future.

Ron slept fitfully. He kept seeing the little white coin of his brother Bill's face staring out from the crowd on Platform 9¾. Again and again he saw it, almost as if the image was tattooed into his brain. Ron had had enough. He needed his Hermione.

Hermione barely heard the creak from her dormitory door opening, or the quick gust of cold air that whipped in before Ron could prevent it, through the thick layers of dream. Ron climbed into her bed and as soon as he had enveloped her in his arms he could feel himself falling into her sweet untroubled dreams.

That morning Hermione awoke in a rush. She felt strong arms gripping her gently. She was horrified. What had Lavender been taking recently? She turned her face to see who the person so off their head they'd decided to snuggle up to her was and her pounding heart flipped over. It was only Ron.' ONLY RON?' Her brain screamed. This was the man that every magical molecule whizzing around in her was utterly devoted to. On that thought Ron decided to wake up with a lazy and satisfied smile slipping across his face when he caught sight of her.

"How dare you smile like that….you know you RAPED me last night!", Hermione half screamed and half whimpered. "I thought I KNEW you. I thought I could TRUST you…obviously not."

Ron's smile slipped away. His face grew concerned and said," Hermione I would never, NEVER, do that to you or anyone for that matter."

Hermione's face slackened and she said, "I believe you. Tell me, why didn't you wake me up…I wouldn't accuse you of raping me otherwise."

Ron smiled gently and said, "You looked so sweet and peacefully just sleeping there and I couldn't bear to disturb your little dream world." Ron walked over to Hermione and held her in his arms. "I love you, I would never, ever disrespect you. You know that now right?"

Suddenly a chorus of "AWWWWWW"s rang through the air. Lavender and Parvati had woken up and were staring curiously at Ron and Hermione. "Oh don't mind us", Lavender said. "Carry on".

Ron just smiled secretively, kissed Hermione on the top of her head and slipped away, more than slightly embarrassed.

Later that day, Ron beckoned excitedly at Hermione and they snuck away into a small corner of the common room. "Look", he said. "Charlie's smuggled me some firewhisky. Why don't we throw a party here in the common room tonight?"

Hermione frowned. "How much is SOME firewhisky?"

Ron looked sheepish. "A few crates, nothing heavy…"

Surprisingly Hermione smiled. "We might as well. I'll let everyone know."

They both had the afternoon free and spent time putting up decorations with Harry and Ginny and generally preparing the common room for a party.

Hermione looked the belle of the ball that night as she swanned around the common room, glass after glass of firewhisky in her hand. Her blue and silver dress made her look like a princess, Ron thought tipsily. He and Hermione had been topping up each others glasses all night. As he saw Harry and Ginny fall asleep against each other in the common room whilst everyone began to say their goodnights, a thought occurred to him. He took Hermione's hand when the common room became deserted. Both were too drunk to realise what a state the common room was in. Ron kissed Hermione long and hard on her lips and led her out of the common room, down some corridors, both giggling slightly manically. They finally stopped at the Room of Requirement. Ron pushed the door open and ushered Hermione in. The last thing Ron thought that night was about how much he loved her.