Ilovecherries123: thanks for the review I really appreciate it but I was just wondering if I do spell things wrong or if I don't? Because you put that, that was your pet-peeve and that I do, do that, but than u put yay you, so I was a little confused on that. And I do plan to include Fleur and Bill's wedding, in either this chapter or the next. Honestly I'm making this up as I go! Lol
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Yet again I don't own any of the characters in this story… blah, blah, blah, ok now lets get to chapter two!
Hermione stood there in complete awe. She noticed how Harry had changed, he had gotten taller, more muscular and broader shoulders, but the person that she saw staring down at her from that top step was her vision of absolute perfection.
Ron's hair wasn't as long as it once was, he had cut it to a little bit past his ears, it was all scraggily, messy and different lengths, just the way she liked it. His shoulders were broader than Harry's, but then again, they always were, he seemed to have grown at least 3 inches, and looked like he stood about 6 feet tall. He was wearing a pair of loose dark muggle jeans, and a shirt that Hermione had sent him a few weeks prior to her visit. It was a regular white T-shirt that seemed a bit small, she made a mental note to buy a bigger one for him next time; it had the name of her favorite muggle football team and their team logo on it.
When Ron saw her, only one thought crossed his mind, I have never seen anybody so beautiful. Her hair wasn't the big poofy lion's mane it was when they were younger, it had been taming over the years, and this year her hair was nothing but perfect, soft, gorgeous curls. It didn't look like she had gotten much taller but that didn't matter to him. He did notice that had matured much more over the summer. She had filled out perfectly, and she no longer had that same boyish figure, she had amazing curves. He wouldn't have really noticed any of this if she hadn't been wearing, a tank top that seemed about 2 sizes too small, and a pair of hip-hugger muggle jeans, but he was glad that she did.
Hermione and Ron both finally snapped out of it and realized that they were just staring. Ron then gave her one of those breathtaking smiles that can just make a girl melt. She smiled back just as warmly if not more and ran to him, smiling the whole way and leaving her stuff in the doorway. Ron ran down the stairs toward her as well, they met somewhere in the middle in an affectionate hug. Ron not even realizing what he was doing picked her up and swung her in a circle before letting her down. Hermione was shocked at how strong he had gotten, how he picked her up, with what it seemed like no effort. She laughed whole-heartedly as it felt amazing to be in his arms. They finally pulled apart realizing that everybody who was in the room was smiling sheepishly and giggling quietly, especially Ginny, and Mrs. Weasley.
Thank Merlin Fred and George weren't here to see that, they would have had a field day! Ron thought thankfully.
"Well welcome once again t-to The Burrow Hermione, I'm happy that your finally here, you've been missed." Ron couldn't look her in the eye with this statement; he just awkwardly looked at the floor, shuffling his feet.
"Thanks Ron, I'm glad I'm here too. I've missed all of you!"
"Well breakfast is getting cold dears, and you're going to need all your strength, because Phlegm, I m-mean Fleur," Ginny nearly spit out the orange juice she had been drinking when her mum said that, and everyone else let out a small giggle, "will be arriving today with Bill. Their wedding is tomorrow you know."
So they all sat down to breakfast talking about their summers, and what they did up until now. It was obvious what Harry had done, he was looking for any information he could find about the whereabouts of Voldemort's horcruxes and how to destroy them. Ron had been helping Fred and George out at their shop, but they refused to let him use magic to do anything, and they pretty much just wanted him to move heavy boxes and crates, so he had to do it all by hand. So that's how he got so much stronger Hermione thought, smiling to herself. Ginny hadn't done much except help her mom out with keeping everything at The Burrow in tip top shape. She being an underage witch and all, she also had to do everything by hand. And when she didn't mention anything about thinking about Harry every waking and slumbering moment, Ron couldn't help but made a snide remark.
"coughHarrycough sorry I seem to have a bit of a frog in my throat."
Ginny wasn't buying it of course and gave him a very dirty look. That told Ron, Don't tempt me, I won't hesitate to say something about you and Hermione. Ron quickly regretted what he had done and went on to ask Hermione what she had done over the summer.
"Oh nothing really, just read some books here and there, wrote some letters, and went on a shopping spree! That was the best part."
"Let me guess, it was a thousand Galleon shopping spree and Flourish and Blotts and you bought every book you could get your hands on?" Ron couldn't help but ask, it was one of Hermione's distinguishing traits, she loved to read and buy books. So that was the first logical things that came to his mind.
Hermione was mad that Ron thought that all she cared about were books. "NO! It just so happens that I haven't even been to Diagon Alley yet! That's one of the reasons I came here so early was so that I could go and spend time with you! Merlin Ron! You're so insensitive!" and with that Hermione stormed out of the kitchen and into her and Ginny's room.
Ron hadn't meant it in an offensive way; he loved that part of Hermione. When they were younger he found it sort of annoying that she was a know-it-all and that she was a complete bookworm, but now it was one of the reasons that he loved her. Her intelligence had gotten them out of so many tight places that he envied her, and wished that he could do more to help, but he was only a Weasley.
"Merlin Ron! How could you just be so insensitive to Hermione like that! She has feelings too you know! Merlin! I can't believe that I have you for a brother; you're such a prat sometimes!" Ginny ran out of the room after Hermione to make sure she was okay.
"Bloody Hell! I wasn't meaning to be insensitive! It's just the Hermione I know is t-the sweet, caring, beautiful bookworm, who I have grown to… um… I mean… well… you know Hermione to love books just as much as I know that." Ron was now feeling a bit uncomfortable having almost told Harry that he was in love with Hermione because he was off in his own little world, just thinking about her.
Harry had already known for a couple of years now that they were in love with each other and it was really starting to get annoying, and he wished that they would hurry up and just snog already! And Harry thought that it finally just might happen very soon. "Well Ron, you have to take it from her point of view. I mean wouldn't you be offended if you said you went on a shopping spree and she asked you if it was 'a thousand Galleon shopping spree at Honeydukes, and that you bought every piece of candy and sweets that you could get your hands on?'"
Ron looked down at the food on his plate and shuffled it around with his fork, Harry had a point. He liked food probably just as much as Hermione liked her books. He decided that this was as good a time as any to go up and apologize, and tell Hermione the truth, tell her how much he loved her. "I'm gonna go apologize, I'll be back."
"You do that mate." Harry hoped beyond hope that this little row they had didn't get any worse.
Ron walked up the stairs pretty slowly trying to think of what he was going to say to her exactly. He really didn't want to make things worse or get into a row about something else, and he just hoped that she would forgive him and say that she loved him too.
When he finally got to the door of Ginny's room, he could hear her muffled cries, obviously she was crying into a pillow because they were barley distinguishable but Ron could still hear them. He felt like a serious prick and just wanted to make up for it so badly. He gave a small, quiet but audible knock at the door.
"Who is it!" he heard Ginny say a little roughly but in a sweet sort of way just in case it were mum.
"I-It's Ron, c-can I come in please? I really need to talk to Hermione."
"Well, Ron" he noticed how much emphasis Ginny had put on his name," I don't think that Hermione really wants to talk to you at the moment, so just kindly, if you can manage that, leave!"
"Ginny I really need to talk to her, and you know what I need to talk to her about. I would really like to get everything out in the open so can I please…"
With that the door swung open and Ginny stood in front of him.
"If I hear any yelling, or I just suspect that something bad is going on in MY bedroom I will not hesitate to come back up here and kick your sorry behind." Ginny walked away with a forced evil grin back downstairs to sit at the breakfast table with Harry.
Ron walked inside and closed the door behind him. Hermione was sitting on Ginny's bed, facing the opposite direction of him, staring at the wall. "What is it that you wanted to talk about Ron?" When she said this, it was barley a whisper, but Ron could still hear in her voice, that she had been crying. He felt so terrible. He walked over to the side of the bed that she was on and saw the dirt caked on her face from crying, his stomach flipped, he never wanted to hurt her, NEVER, he had to make sure that she knew that.
"Do you mind if I sit down?" he gestured to the spot next to her. She looked down at the spot and shook her head that she didn't mind, but didn't look at him at all. "Look Hermione, I'm really, really sorry for what I said downstairs. I had no intention of hurting your feelings. That's just the Hermione that I know… the bookworm, and I love that about you." He hastened to add that last part so as not to get thrown across the room. "Without you, Harry and I would probably be dead by now; you've gotten us through so many things, so many dangerous times. I don't know what I would ever do without you." Ron could see the tears swelling up in her eyes again threatening to fall, with one swift gesture he took her hand into his and kissed it.
Hermione was in utter shock she didn't know what was happening. She finally looked up at him, into his big blue eyes, tears and confusion swelling in her eyes. His lips felt so soft against her skin, she had imagined that his lips were soft, but never as soft as they really were.
Ron gave her another one of those heart melting smiles. "I don't ever want to see you cry again, it's tearing me apart inside." He paused for a second thinking about how he should word his next sentence. Still holding her hand tightly in his, he said, "There's something I need you to know Hermione… something that I should have told you years ago when I realized it. Hermione Granger… I'm in love with you." A huge weight seemed to be lifted from Ron's chest; he just looked into her big brown eyes, which seemed to grow much larger out of the shock of what he just said, and waited for a response.
Haha, yes a cliffy! That's just how I roll. Well yea I hope you liked chapter two. It took me about 3 hours to write this because I was completely making it up as I went along! Well don't forget to review!