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Chapter 3. Up For A Drink?
As Ron had so eh… 'Elegantly' cannonballed into my precious alone time with Hermione, I couldn't help but laugh a bit to myself. I had to give him that his timing was (depending of your view) priceless.
I mean, we'd almost just kissed! If not, I must be delusional, but then again, if it was only my imagination, we probably wouldn't have 'just' kissed…
As he surfaced, he smiled sheepishly, splashing my way and at the same time, tried to run in the water. Needless to say, he of course slipped on a slippery rock or just misplaced his foot, and fell backwards, to especially Harry's delight, Harry who'd just jumped down to join us laughed so hard he'd gotten tears in his eyes. Then again, he didn't just fall, he sort of tried to grab a hold of the water as if it had, out of the blue, grown handles while he tried to act cool somehow, which ended up in a very funny mix of confusion from his side.
As he got back on his feet I walked over to him to give him a hand, and show him a safer way to get over to us.
I mean, I might not like the fact he likes Hermione, but I do love him, even though he is one of the most annoying persons alive… But still, I know he'd be there for me if I needed him too.
It all ended up in a huge water fight, everyone against everyone until there was some sort of unsaid understanding between the three of us, to aim at Harry till he surrendered.
And so he did. After a good while of splashing he held his hands melodramatically up in the air, while yelling "I give up!" But then taking this opportunity to spring at me, forcing us both under the water, and as we resurfaced seconds later grinned at me. I just playfully hit his shoulder and played along to his ramblings about 'being the King of the Lake'.
Meanwhile I heard Hermione ask Ron to talk, he just shrugged and went up with her, walking out of my view.
Harry and I stayed, making small talk about school and Quidditch.
When Hermione and Ron returned, Hermione shivered and asked, "Can we go back to the burrow? It's kind of chilly?" And so we did. We gathered our stuff and started walking.
As I looked at Hermione's body I realized something: she really was cold. And it looked oh-so-good on her…
We reached the burrow, and decided it was too early to go to sleep, so we went to get some dry clothes on, and meet up in the boys' room.
Hermione and I went into our room, she went to pick something out of her bag and I just took my pyjamas on. As she undressed, I kept my eyes closed tightly. Not that I didn't want to see her, but more the fact that jumping her, didn't seem all that good of a plan?
When she had finished taking a tee on, she noticed that I had my eyes closed, laughed and said "Why do you close your eyes just because I'm undressing?"
I blushed and shrugged "Seemed like the wisest thing to do…" She looked at me quizzically and I just said, "I'll explain later." I really wasn't planning to, but if I'm lucky. She'll forget it.
"Sooo eh… What did you and Ron do…?" I asked the most casual way I could, even though, that even to my ears it seemed somewhat forced. Forced in the most natural way of course.
She looked at me sadly "I know it kills you we can't be together." My whole body stiffened "Wait… What?" "Me and Ron I mean. It seems everybody is just waiting for us to get together…"
I exhaled the breath I didn't know I was holding. "Oh, that! Well, no, uh, I don't think you'd be good together. I mean, if you were to get married he'd probably ask to copy your vows!" I grinned. "You're right I guess. Well, I just told him about that Lavender wanting to get together with him. He was really exited. But I also told him I would like not to get too involved, I mean, writing letters for him to her and that stuff, but that he could come if he was very much in doubt and ask me a question about it."
"Sooo… You told him that you would only help if he were in a serious dilemma of what to write and do? But not control what should be said and done?" I asked.
She shrugged. "Can't I do both?"
"Not legally." I laughed.
She stuck out her tongue at me. "Should we head towards the weirdo's?" I asked in an 'oh-so-innocent´ voice.
She nudged my shoulder playfully and nodded.
As we reached Ron's room there was noise coming from inside it. I frowned deeply asking "Is he dying?" Hermione shrugged "I think he's singing, but then again…" She said as she knocked on the door, before opening it.
And to my surprise, he really was singing!
Harry laughed upon seeing my expression, saying "Don't worry, I'm sure he'll stop soon. Come in, sit." I nodded my thanks to Harry and placed myself at the corner of pillows, Hermione taking a seat next to Harry in the bed, while Ron sat in a chair by his desk.
"Hey, Hermione, I've put this letter together, recon she'll like it?" Ron said, handing her a letter.
After reading it Hermione frowned "Uh… Hand me that quill?" He did and she scribbled some notes, giving it back to him. "Rewrite it, okay?" He smiled his gratitude and placed it in a drawer. "I'll do it later, but thanks."
Harry grinned "So, you gonna try and hook up with Lavender?"
Ron wriggled his eyebrows suggestively "In more ways than one, mate."
I couldn't help but ask, "Did anyone else go to a scary visual place?"
Harry and Hermione laughed and Ron smiled confused "I can take a hint! What's the hint?…"
To that, our only answer was more laughter. It seemed Ron just dropped the issue, and asked Harry "So, Harry, what about you, any love interests?" Harry just smiled and said "No comment." Ron then asked "What about the two of you?" I smiled at the pun, but answered "No comment." too. Hermione did the same and Ron frowned. "Well, that just won't do. Come on! You should tell me! "
The three of us just laughed a bit and began to change the subject, which ended up being school stuff.
Harry moaned about the classes with Snape. To which of course, Hermione asked why.
"Well… I just had a problem with Potions." He said.
She frowned. "Which part?"
"Mostly the potions?" He shrugged.
Ron laughed loudly, but then again, he really should feel proud of finally getting a joke…
Hermione didn't let it drop. "Oh Harry, I've seen your work, it's really not bad, you're going to pass surely!" Harry just grinned at her. "Well, hard work never killed anyone, but why take that chance?"
"Hallelujah!" I yelled, Hermione of course gave me The Look, and I quickly shut up and stopped laughing instantly.
After having lectured Harry about the Importance Of Homework, she finally let it go. We all started talking again, when suddenly Ron got up, walked over to his closet, and came back with a bag.
He grinned from ear to ear. "Anyone up for a drink?" Harry and I reached for a glass from Ron, and Hermione after us. He poured us some fire whiskey and the conversation started to flow a whole lot lighter…
