Harry: You're at a new level of evil. Leaving your readers at a cliff. Tsk Tsk. How
could you.
Author: Hmmm. It's a gift that I use for evil.
Harry: You're heartless.
Author: Hey! That hurt. Do u wanna know where that hurt (author points to her
knee) That's right! That's where it hurt cuz the other day I fell and cut my
knee. That's why. Plus, I have a heart……It's just black and shriveled and
cold, but it's there. Mwahahahhahah
Harry: You scare me.
Author: That's okay I get that often.
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"Hermione I love……"
"Yes, Ron?"
"I love ….. you. Um… ya that's it …….I love you." Ron said as he looked down at the girl in his arms. He didn't like lying to her but he knew she wouldn't be able to bear the truth. He did love her but not in the way she thought she wanted. He loved her as a sister…better than a sister….he loved her as a friend. Ron could never her hurt her.
"I love you too," she said, her face full of glee. "So much" She kissed him lightly. Her lips felt like a cold breeze against his. "It's getting late. I have to go to bed. 'Night."
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Ron entered his dormitory and fell on his bed. He knew he couldn't and shouldn't lie to Hermione any longer. He had to tell her how he felt about Harry. He closed the hangings around his bed and got under the covers. Ughhh I probably won't get any sleep tonight. When did my life become so complicated?, Ron asked himself. I know when……when I met Harry Potter that's when. That's also when I started living my life. Ron thought about this as he heard the hangings around his bed open.
"Ron. Are you awake?" Harry whispered. Ron turned and looked up into those pools of jade he had not, after many years, gotten used to. He still marveled at the beauty of Harry's eyes. Harry sat at the edge of Ron's bed.
"Yeah. What are you still doing up?" Ron asked.
"Couldn't sleep. I'm too used to your famous Weasley snores and can't sleep without them."
"I don't snore!"
"Suuuuuure Ron and pigs can fly."
"Fred and George once enchanted a pig to fly. Mum was beyond furious, especially when the pig flew over our gate and down the hill to the nearest town. We all ran after it. That was a very long Saturday. I never knew Mum could scream that loud."
Harry laughed loudly. Seamus muttered angry words into his pillow about the noise so Harry whispered and apology (that Seamus didn't hear because he was already fast asleep), closed the hangings around Ron's bed and put a silencing charm on them.
"There, now they won't be able to hear us……..What wrong Ron?" Harry asked as he turned and saw his very red-faced friend.
"Nothing," Ron managed to squeak out. He had just visualized something he and Harry could do that would put good use to that silencing charm. Why do I have to blush so much, he thought angrily. Ron's tightening pants didn't help him control his blushing either. Nor did the lopsided grin Harry was giving him, as if Harry knew what naughty things were going through Ron's mind.
"You look really cute when you blush," Harry suddenly blurted out. Both of the boys' eyes widened with surprise. I can't believe I just said that, thought Harry. Stupid, stupid, stupid! He does look cute though.
Both boys were crimson when Harry slowly inched closer to Ron. The shorter boy looked up and pressed his lips against his friends. Ron closed his eyes. He was growing more comfortable kissing Harry by the second. They had kissed only a couple times before, short simple kisses that left each yearning for more. This kiss was fast becoming passionate as Ron wrapped his arms around Harry and Harry slipped his tongue into Ron's mouth. Harry ran his hands through the red-head's silky hair. They slowly pulled apart and Ron pushed Harry so that he was lying on the bed. Ron nibbled and kissed Harry's neck causing soft moans to escape Harry's mouth. After leaving a couple of red marks on Harry's neck Ron leaned down and kissed Harry passionately. When the kissed ended both boys sat up panting.
WOW!, Ron thought.
WOW!, Harry thought.
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Sunday passed in a blur of homework, flirty glances and stolen kisses in corners. Both boys were smiling silly grins all day.
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Hermione was lying on her bed thinking. Something was definitely up. Ron was becoming increasingly distant. He hardly held her hand or tried to kiss her. In the mornings they didn't walk to breakfast together…..well she would walk behind Ron and Harry. Ron used to follow her around almost everywhere and now she hardly saw him. She started to ponder again if either boy was gay. The way they were never apart. They way they looked and smiled at each other.
No!, she thought. I've had wanted Ron for years. Life could not be as cruel as to give me Ron then take him from me. Nope. Nu-uh. Life wasn't that unfair. Something's definitely going on though and I'll get to the bottom of it.
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