HI! Sorry I'm moving kind of slow, but this chapter is finally up! Hooray!
-Punky Monkey
Chapter Three: Catching Up
Ron and Hermione sat outside Sydney's Ice Cream Polar licking ice cold ice creams.
"How've you been?" Ron asked politely.
Hermione really had changed over 5 years; her brown, bushy mass of hair had been straightened and put in a ponytail to keep off her neck, her chocolate brown eyes had been outlined in black and she finally had boobs.
"I've been good," she replied, smiling, "I have a job at the Ministry in the department of International Magical Cooperation." Ron wasn't surprised. Hermione knew N.E.W.T level material before she had even took her O.W.L.S.
"I've heard you keep for the Chudley Cannons. That's cool." He felt like a teenager, feeling all nervous because she paid him a compliment. "Thanks." Ron replied, feeling his ears turn scarlet. Did she think he was foolish, immature?
Ron was dieing to ask her if she was seeing anyone. They had spent the longest time talking to each other, but the topic never came up. It was unnerving. Like she could read his mind, Hermione asked: "So… are you seeing anyone?" It was an answer to Ron's prayers. "Nope. How about you?" He hoped he sounded casual and not desperate. "Viktor and I didn't really work out. I'm a single woman."
They sat in silence for a moment. Hermione jumped up when she looked at her watch. "I should get going," she said as she gathered her stuff, "I've got a meeting at the Hog's Head in five minutes with some people from the office. It was wonderful to see you again, Ron." Hermione smiled at him. "You too, take care." He answered.
"I love you." He whispered as Hermione disappeared down the cobblestone street.
What did you think? R/R! Just incase any one is confused, Hermione was to far away to hear what Ron had said in the last line.
-PM