Mixed Smells and Mixed Feelings

Harry had the most brilliant plan. But today, he had to make as much trouble as possible.

"Good morning, mate!" Harry said opening the curtains of Ron's bed. Ron moaned when the sunlight touched his face.

"5 more minutes, Mom..." Ron said turning to the other side. Ron was always grumpy in the morning. Everyone in the boys dormitory knew he was not a morning person.

"Wake up! Today, is going to be a good day!" Harry said with a big smile on his face.

"Okay, I'm up, I'm up..." Ron said walking to the washroom.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Ron yelled.

"What? What's wrong?" Harry asked running to Ron's side.

"I just saw..." Ron started with a white face, mouth wide open.

"Mate, you saw what?" Harry asked.

"NEVILLE'S BARE BOTTOM!" Ron yelled, and everyone in the dormitory stopped what they were doing, and stared at him.

Suddenly the boys burst out with laughter, some rolling on the floor clutching their stomaches, others red in the face.

"I'm guessing Neville doesn't know what a lock is." Seamus said red-faced.

"HEY! I JUST FORGOT!" the boys heard coming from the washroom.

They were still laughing hysterically, when Neville came out, fully clothed, to the boys liking.

"Hey, Ron, could I borrow your cologne? I'm all out." Neville asked.

"Sure... our relationship is to THAT base now dontcha think?" Ron asked angrily.

Neville put on the cologne that smelled just like home. Neville left the Boys' Dormitory smelling like Ron, on the day of the eclipse.

"Good day? Yeah right!" Ron said to himself.

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"Hey, Moine. Um...we were in the Common Room, we dind't know you left, without us.." Harry said when he and Ron reached the Griffindor Table in the Great Hall.

"Well, Harry I'm quite capable of leaving a room without you or Ron, aren't I?" Hemione asked harshly.

"Someone's got a stick up their-"

"Hey...Mione..." Ron started, blocking out Harry comment.

"Hey, Ron!" Hermione said, her mood completely changing.

"So...what's for breakfast?" Ron asked plopping down right beside Hermione.

"Look's like his confidence got the best of him." Harry said to himself.

"Hey Ginny!" Harry said to his girlfriend, grabbing her by the waist, and kissing her like there was no tomorrow.

"Well, the menu is, as usual, everything." Hermione answered.

"Oh..." Ron said.

So Ron just took a couple of everything. Eggs, bacon, marmalade on toast, a croissant, waffles, pancakes, and topped it all off with a glass of Hogwart's Finest Hot Cocoa.

Hermione was in deep thought of realizing that she might find out who kissed her today, that she didn't even find the scent of Ron.

She went close to him, and smelled him. He smelled like a lot of scents. Pancakes. That was the main smell. There was no sign of "humble" smell anywhere on him.

"Aww...that's too bad..." Hermione thought. "Wait...what am I saying? It's RON...I should be happy it's him...right?"

When Hermione looked at Ron again, all she saw was her best friend, stuffing his face, but she thought that maybe, there could be something more to him than that.

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Oooooo some new feeling for Hermione...but she doesn't realize it. R and R please:D

-Tonya