She Will Be Loved
By: ladyaranella
Hermione fretted about her date with Ron all throughout the week. She was so excited about it but she had no idea what she was going to wear or how she was going to tame her mane of bushy hair. Ginny told her that she would come over and help her, but Hermione was still doubtful. No matter how much Hermione wanted Friday to delay itself so she wouldn't have to spend three hours slaving over her hair; it still rolled around. Hermione awoke anxious and worried that she wouldn't look pretty enough for Ron.
Hermione shared her thoughts with Ginny who said, "Ron doesn't care what you look like Hermione. All that matters to him is that you are with him sharing the moments of happiness." Hermione smiled like a little 12 year old with a obsessive crush. Classes went by very quickly that day to Hermione. Ron was also worrying over his date with Hermione. He kept glancing at her during classes and hoping that she would like what he had planned for the night.
They only had a half day of classes on Friday so the students could relax and so the professors could grade all the essays that they had assigned that week. Hermione and Ginny went up to the girls dormitories and there Hermione went through the tortuous process of being a girl.
Ginny tried four different shades of make-up on Hermione before she settled on a light brown shade of eye shadow and a small amount of blush and mascara. Ginny curled Hemrione's hair so that it fell into cascading ringlets down her back. She made Hermione wear a yellow sundress with simple sandals that matched. At five' o clock Hermione made her way down stairs to meet with Ron.
She came down the stairs to come face to face with a very handsome looking Ron. He had on muggle jeans and a black button down shirt with a pair of dress shoes. Their eyes met and Ron came up to Hermione and took her hand. "You look splendid!" he said. Hermione blushed and said, "You're not looking to shabby yourself." Ginny smiled at the scene on front of her. She was so happy for her brother and Hermione. They had been denying their feelings for each other for six years. Now, they finally had a chance at happiness before the whole world turned chaotic because of the war with Voldemort.
Hermione turned around and said thanks to Ginny for all that she has done, Ginny smiled and replied, "I gotta do it while I still can."
Hermione and Ron went down to the group of students going to Hogsmade. There weren't that many this week, probably because it was getting colder. Hermione shivered and was glad that she had brought a sweater. When they reached Hogsmade Hermione asked Ron, "So where are we going?" Ron smiled and said, "I guess you will have to wait and find out won't you?" Ron led her towards a quaint little shop that had no name; just a big rose on the sign.
Oh, Ron! I love this place!" Hermione exclaimed. "I thought you would. Ginny said that you and her came here one time and the food and service was great!" Ron beamed with pleasure, happy that Hermione liked the place he chose. "Shall we?" Ron asked, opening the door for Hermione. Hermione smiled and nodded her thanks. Once inside they were greeted by a young lady named Katrina, who showed them to their table. They ordered their drinks and talked about anything and everything. Ron figured out that Hermione wasn't all about books. She actually liked the game Quidditch, but was scared to death of flying.
"I have always been afraid of heights," she confessed. "We flew on an airplane to visit my grandparents one time and I thought that the plane was going to fall out of the sky." Ron gave her a puzzled look and asked, "What is an airplane?" Hermione giggled and replied, "An airplane is the muggle way of flying. It is like a big tube that has wings and takes people different places." Ron still looked confused but was cut off from asking any more questions when their drinks arrived. Hermione had ordered a lemon-water while Ron stuck to butterbeer.
A few minutes later their food came out and it looked delicious. Ron got a lobster dinner with a marinade made from papaya and Hermione got chicken and rice. They ate their food and talked about favorite colors and happiest memories. Hermione was surprised when Ron said his happiest memory was when he got a book for Christmas. But before she could ask, he quickly said, "It was a book about Quidditch. The Chudley Cannons team as a matter a fact. They are my favorite team!"
He asked Hermione what her favorite memory was and she simply replied, "All of them. I love all my memories, some more than others, but I really don't have a favorite. I have too many good ones to keep count of." Ron smiled at Hermione's words. "I love it when people think positive!" he said and rewarded Hermione with a kiss on the lips.
After dinner Hermione and Ron went for a walk around Hogsmade, seeing what there was to see, browsing the windows of some shops, and so on. After they walked by Zonko's Ron said, "Come on, the night's not over yet!" Ron led Hermione to the Three Broomsticks pub and opened the door for her. Hermione walked in followed by Ron. She saw a lot of familiar faces and waved to a few people and exchanged greetings. She went to find a table while Ron went to get drinks. While Ron was gone, Seamus and Dean came over and sat down. They talked about classes and who was dating who, all the gossip. Lavender and Parvarti came over as well and sat in their boyfriends laps. Ron came over and sat two fire whiskeys on the table. Hermione looked up at Ron and asked, "What are you thinking Ronald? That's fire whiskey!" The Weasley boy just smiled and said, "Last one to empty their glass has to dance with Seamus and Dean!"
At this Hermione smiled evilly and stuck out her hand saying, "Shake on it." They shook hands staring each other down. Parvarti did the honors of staring them off. "Ready, set, GO!" she yelled. Hermione and Ron both started drinking. Ron made a cringing face and Hermione just drank. She was ahead of Ron by about a quarter of a mug. By this time, the whole pub was watching the two lovers battle it out. Hermione set down her mug on the table with a thud; Ron was still drinking. Every busted out cheering and Hermione grinned. "You see," she said loudly, "I'm not all books and quills!"