More Than Words Can Say
Chapter 2
"I see you decided to join me?" Ron asked Hermione, turning around.
"Yes—well, no. I just came up here to drop my stuff off in Ginny's room and then I was going to head back down…you know, talk to Harry and Gin—see what they've been up to."
"Yeah? Well, no need for that. I'll just tell you right now." Hermione furrowed her eyebrows, to think of what Ron was going to say. Ron ignored her and carried on.
"Well, see, knowing Harry and Ginny, they're probably down there snogging or doing their own thing right now. I wouldn't want to disturb them."
"Speak for yourself. They snogged publicly once, unlike you." She frowned at him accusingly. Ron opened his mouth to retort, but said nothing.
Hermione nodded. Ron was planning something, only she didn't know what. She left her things in Ginny's room, and proceeded to follow Ron up to his with Harry's things. Ron placed Harry's things at the foot of the bed, and sat beside Hermione, who was sitting in his. They talked about what they had been doing since school let out—which wasn't long before then, so they hadn't done much. Ron had finally read Hogwarts, A History, which he borrowed from Hermione, and Hermione had yet read another book.
"Hermione, you don't think we'll go back to school next year, do you? I mean, Harry's certainly not going back…and we're going to help him, right?" Ron blurted out. He hadn't meant to say it, although he was thinking it.
"No, I don't think we will. We're helping Harry."
"Whether he likes it or not."
"We're sticking together." They ended in unison as Hermione changed her position, her hand brushed against Ron's, and she quickly sat on Harry's bed. Ron looked suspiciously at her, but Hermione pretended not to notice.
Crack! Ron and Hermione jumped looking at each other, wondering who it could be. It was Fred and George.
"Sorry, little bro. Were we interrupting anything?" Fred and George motioned the space in-between Ron and Hermione.
"No." Hermione replied, standing up, ready to leave the uncomfortable situation.
"No—hey! What's that supposed to mean?" Ron knew very well what they meant, and walked to where Hermione was standing.
"We really didn't expect to see you two here. We thought it'd be you, Ron and Harry. Sorry, I guess we were wrong." The twins were just about to leave when Fred grabbed hold of Hermione's arm and pulled her out of the room with them.
"Take care of Ickle Ronniekins, you hear?" his tone was light, but by the looks from his eyes, Hermione knew he meant it.
"We weren't doing anything."
"Right. Well, the time comes, take care of him. Promise." Hermione nodded and the twins left to go downstairs to welcome Harry, and Hermione went back to Ron in his room.
"What was that about?"
"Just your brothers inquiring me about what we were really doing."
" Right. Well, sooner or later, you'll have to tell me the truth. When it comes to lying, I clearly win." Ron said with an air of pride in his voice. Hermione shook her head and smiled, examining Ron's room.
Silence replaced the usual arguing, for once. When they realized this, they decided to crash the snog fest in the living room, just as Fred and George did. When Ron and Hermione entered the living room, Harry and Ginny weren't snogging, as Fred and George sat in-between the two of them, asking them questions and joking around. They finally let the couple sit beside each other when they heard Ron and Hermione coming down the stairs. Fred and George hid behind the corner to scare them. Ron was used to this, so he flinched, but Hermione let out a small squeal and grabbed Ron's arm tightly. Ron, surprised by the sudden contact jumped and blushed a deep ruby red when he realized what had happened. He patted Hermione's hand softly and she let go when Fred and George appeared, beaming at them. Harry and Ginny exchanged wide grins with each other, and Hermione immediately let go of Ron's arm.
"You 'weren't doing anything?' If I'm not mistaken, Fred, something's going on." He laughed and grinned, again, motioning the space between his brother and Hermione, winking at them.
"If I'm not mistaken, George, something is going on." He too, grinned and cast an embarrassed Ron and Hermione a mischievous look.
Ron and Hermione slowly made their way and joined everyone on the couch, the two of them sat at as far away from each other as they possibly could—Ron beside Harry and Hermione beside Ginny, so that Harry and Ginny were still beside each other. The four of them started talking at once about the things they would like to do together for the rest of the summer with Fred and George talking about their plans for their joke shop.
Delicious aromas enveloped the entire house as dinner time rolled around and no one needed to be told twice. Mrs. Weasley greeted Harry and Hermione as they approached the dining room with bone-crushing hugs as Harry and Ginny hand-in-hand, and Hermione by herself, as Ron sat down immediately. Mrs. Weasley was chipper to notice that Harry and Ginny were together again, but was a little irritated by the tension between Ron and Hermione.