-1Chapter 2-Hermione's Here!
Ron's face went red, "Er, hello Hermione..." He said to haired girl in front of him. He stepped aside to let her in. As she put a foot through the doorway, Ginny rushed to her with a squeal of delight.
"HI HERMIONE!!!" she screeched pushing past Ron and halting in front of Hermione. Hermione said hugging her friend, a large smile planted on her face. "Hi Gin!" She said sounding strangled.
They let go and Hermione turned toward Ron. Her eyes seemed to brighten at the sight of him.
"Erm, hi..." he said. Hermione squealed and rushed over to him, giving Ron a hug. His face was momentarily obscured in her bushy brown hair. When Hermione finally let go Ron was bright red and had a look of dazed embracement upon his face. Hermione turned pink.
"Erm, Ginny, I'll be right back, I have to put my stuff in your bedroom." Hermione grabbed her case and headed up the stairs.
"You know Ron, I think Hermione likes you..." said Ginny teasingly once Hermione was out of site. Ron sneered at his sister and said "Yeah I wish!" Ginny shook her head and walked up to help Hermione with her things. Ron sighed deeply and walked into the kitchen, his stomach growling loudly.
Mrs. Weasley smiled at him as he sat down. She bustled over carrying a pan full of eggs, sausages, and hash browns. She piled his plate and handing him a fork. He grabbed it up just as Hermione entered, looking around the empty table. She chose a seat next to Ron, witch made him feel goose bumps erupt on his arms.
Ron gave a sideways grin and Hermione smiled back at him broadly. "So, is Harry coming over any time soon?" she asked. 'Yeah, of course, talk about Harry...the one you really like, not stupid Roonil Waslib. He shrugged. Hermione nodded looking back down at her plate. She looked almost as nervous as he felt; surely it wasn't because of him. Soon they put their forks down; Ron looked around only to discover that he and Hermione were the only ones in the kitchen. They sat in silence, Ron felt a sudden urge to grab Hermione's hand, but she stood up before he could even move.
"Erm, Ron, would you like to go for a walk?" she asked. Ron nodded his head and stood up walking over to the back door and opening it. Hermione walked outside, her hair turning gold as the sun met her head. Ron in a slight daze realized she was already walking and let her stay in front of him. Instinctively his eyes went strait to her behind; Ron shook his head to clear his mind, and walked up to Hermione.
"Let's go this way..." He said pointing to a large tree ( A/N: When I say large I mean LARGE, Ron's parents said it had been there for 10 generations...meaning the branches were so large that 2 people could lay on them without falling and still be comfortable...). She nodded and they changed there course, walking away from the Borrow. At first Ron was a bit ahead, but soon Hermione ran up to walk beside him. Again he felt a strange urge to grab her hand, but he ignored it. Then another feeling came and awkwardness fell between them.
Ron reached the tree only seconds before Hermione. Ron looked up the looked back at his friend. She nodded, understanding and placed a foot upon a low branch. Ron placed his hands on her hips to help her onto the branch, then motioned for her to keep going. He followed her, keeping alert, just incase she slipped.
He looked up to see where she was. Hermione was standing on one of the flat braches that looked as though it had been cut in two; it was perfectly level, with other largish branches sticking out from the sides. "You can stop here." He said. "I'm coming up, so watch out; I don't want to hurt you." She nodded and scooted closer to the trunk, while still looking down at Ron. He got up to the branch and heaved himself up. Hermione smiled at him. She turned her head to look forward and gasped. Ron followed her gaze and looked through the big gap of leaves in front of them. Ron's stomach lurched. The scene was beautiful. (Not going to go into details, just use your imagination for the scene.)
"It's so beautiful!" she said. Ron looked at her, and felt his stomach lurch, yet again.
"So are you..." he said, the words flowing out. She stared at him in disbelief and threw her arms around him, then let go quickly, blushing slightly. She looked up at him grinning, he grinned back sheepishly. Suddenly Ron realized their faces were an inch away from each other. Hermione's breath was heavy and warm against his freckled face. He looked into her brown eyes and there lips met, his eyes closed.