She Will Be Loved
By: ladyaranella
Hermione ran down the hall towards the stairs but Ron's legs were to fast for her. He caught up her and grabbed her around the middle stopping her from going anywhere. "Ron!" she gasped, "Let me go! I give up! You win!" Hermione did her best to put on a serious face but she couldn't keep from breaking out into another fit of giggles. Ron quit tickling Hermione and she settled down a bit but sis not move from his grasp. "Oh how I have longed for someone to hold me like this for such a long time, even if we are playing around," Hermione thought. Ron's arms around her sent flutters across her body that she had never felt before.
Ron never wanted to let go of Hermione, but he knew that he had to. He had always felt something towards the bushy haired girl, but nothing like what he was feeling right now, with her in his arms. "Ron," Hermione whispered bringing him out of hid trance, "I think that we should be heading to breakfast now." Ron nodded and let go of Hermione reluctantly. The two walked in silence to the Great Hall where a few of the other students had started to arrive.
Hermione and Ron went and sat and the end of Gryffindor table. They sat next to each other and started to pile food onto their plates. After a few eggs and biscuits along with some bacon strips and sausage patties, the two teenagers were no longer hungry and looked up in time to see a rather disheveled Harry and Ginny sit down in front of them. Ron just shook his head and Hermione gave a smirk worthy of Malfoy himself. Harry just looked at her in mock confusment and started wolfing his food down.
Hermione stood up and grabbed her schoolbag. "Where are you going?" Ron asked. "Oh, I am going to go wait outside Professor McGonagall's classroom until class starts," Hermione replied. "Okay, I'll come with you," Ron said. Ron and Hermione walked together towards Professor McGonagall's classroom. Hermione was walking with her nose in a book, as usual. Ron had to grab her hand and pull her out of the way of Peeves, who was waiting for an unfortunate passerby.
Hermione felt a tingle go through her body when Ron grabbed her hand and was quite pleased when he didn't let go. Ron hoped that Hermione didn't mind his holding her hand. Her tiny fingers were intertwined with his for a perfect fit. They reached Professor McGonagall's classroom and Hermione reluctantly let go of Ron's hand so she could put her book away. The two teenagers sat in silence for a few minutes, for they knew not what to talk about. Ron decided that he would try to be brave and bring up the subject of who fancied whom.
"So," he stated casually, "are you still writing to Krum?" Hermione seemed a bit agitated at the mention of Krum's name and shook her head saying, "No, I don't know what I ever saw in him. I thought that he actually liked me, but he was using me to get close to this other girl. How rude? To be honest, I would have much rather have gone to the Yule Ball with you than Krum. At least you care about me."
Ron blushed at this statement and he added in an undertone, "I care about you more than you know." He must have not said it soft enough because Hermione turned her inquisitive eyes on him and asked, "You do?" "Well… um… yea, I never knew how to tell you this kind of stuff." "So you like me?" Hermione asked. "Yea," Ron muttered. Hermione squealed with pure delight and threw her arms around Ron's neck. Ron chuckled and said, "I guess that means you like me too, huh?" Hermione managed a yes and they became the happiest people in Hogwarts.
"So does this mean we are on for Hogsmade this weekend?" Ron asked. "Definitely," Hermione replied. They both had giddy grins on their faces but they didn't know what to do now that they had their feelings out in the open. Hermione looked over at Ron and Ron looked over at Hermione. Their heads began to move towards each other, but they both pulled back. "I don't really know how to do this kind of thing," Ron said. "Me either," Hermione said blushing.
"Okay, so why don't we just take it easy and do whatever comes naturally?" Ron suggested. Hermione nodded her agreement and opened her mouth to say something but wasn't able to get out. Ron had grabbed her head and pulled her towards him capturing her mouth with his. Hermione melted in his arms and succumbed to the blissful feeling. Ron pulled back and Hermione uttered a small, "Very natural indeed." Ron chuckled and before Hermione could respond; his lips were back on hers.
Transfiguration class was interesting just as Hermione said it would be. The only reason Ron thought it was interesting was because of the young girl beside him. He stared dreamy eyes into space while Hermione constantly raised her hand to answer Professor McGonagall's questions. After class Hermione went up to Ron and interlaced her fingers with his. Harry and Ginny came up to them with smug looks on their faces. "So," Ginny said, "what is going on brother dearest?" "Yes Hermione," Harry smirked, "Do indeed tell."
Hermione and Ron glanced at each other from the corners of their eyes sharing a knowing look. "Well, I guess we can tell you," Hermione said dropping her bag on the floor. "Yea, sure," Ron said dropping his bag as well. Ron's lips were on Hermione's before Harry and Ginny could blink. The two just stood their gaping at the scene in front of them. Ron and Hermione pulled away from each other flushed but pleased with themselves. "Happy?" they asked. Harry gave a weak nod while Ginny squealed and enveloped Hermione in a hug. "Now, we can share that broom closet you were talking about!" The four students laughed filling the halls with joy and warmth and the feeling of love.