Happy Potions is over?
No, I wish it was extended!
You do?
Come on you idiot, just work on getting out of this madhouse!
It was true; everyone was rushing out as soon as they could to get into the fresh air and warm light of the sun to enjoy the break, rather then spend it inside a tightly packed crowd of people struggling to break out of the door.
Hermione was standing next to him. Harry was already out the door, because he had sat with Goyle. Not because he had wanted to, of course: it was Snape's punishment for catching Ron's note to Harry. It hadn't said much, only that the class was so boring, Snape was a slimy gitball, blah blah blah. Nothing new. But unfortunately, not only were 15 House Points deducted but now he also had to mark his calendar "detention for whole next week." Fun.
However, lucky Harry had to move to sit next to Malfoy's "bodyguard" and Goyle's seat was right by the door. Thus, Harry was one of the few who had only to take a few steps and enjoy the autumn air.
Rotten little stinker.
What, you wanted him to stick behind?
Well, yeah, I mean, we're mates and all!
You know he has to finish his Charms work.
That takes five minutes (and that's saying something for ME) and Flitwick doesn't even notice if you don't do it!
He's a noble geek, though, so he feels like he has to do it.
Well, really because Hermione said he had to do it or she'd refuse to help him for the rest of the year.
Like checking essays, giving hints to right answers, and quizzing us?
Yeah, basically.
Well, Harry didn't have much of a choice.
Talk about blackmail! It's just a few questions you need to answer…
Then why didn't YOU do it?
Um…didn't feel like it…Anyway, women, I tell you!
Well, now Harry has to work during the break and you get to laze around? You're lucky Hermione didn't see that you didn't do it!
Yeah, well, she'd just say something like it'll come back to me in the end, blah blah blah.
Women. I tell you.
Finally, after waiting 7 minutes, the two companions made it into the sunlight. Hermione sighed and her features relaxed. Ron looked at her.
"What?" he asked, puzzled.
"Autumn…it's just so beautiful! I love it…the colors of the leaves, the preparation for winter…"
"You like brown?"
Hermione sighed, this time out of exasperation.
"Ron, not all of autumn is brown. There's red, orange, yellow, a little green, and gold…"
Ron had to admit, she looked very happy gazing at the scene before them, the trees' leaves beautiful shades of the mentioned colors, swaying in the breeze. Even the lake was placid and serene, and as the sun wasn't quite in the sky yet, morning shadows were cast.
"Hmm…well, I suppose Halloweens not bad, that's true. I mean, think of all the candy and sweets…"
Ron thought she would sigh again at him or get angry, but she laughed and ran into the grass. Turning to face him, she giggled happily, "Ron, I'm a witch and that's a Muggle holiday! Plus my parents are dentists! Merlin's staff, Ron!" Ron shrugged sheepishly, gazing at her in adoration. Hermione turned away from him. She looked beautiful, the golden light making her hair shine and with her face so happy and light-hearted.
That was pretty much when Ron realized three things.
One, she was special. Special like no one else could ever be like her, look like her, act like her, make him feel the way he did when she was with him, either in his mind or in reality.
Two, she was beautiful. Beautiful both inside her heart and soul, and on the outside.
Three, he loved her. Loved her, like wanted to hold her close to him and kiss her and hug her and never let her ago.
You stupid idiot. Now she's going to the ball with Victor.
