1Chapter 4
After drinking their tea and talking some more, Hermione decided to take a shower and go to bed.
"Thank you Ron again. You've made me feel loads better." Hermione said, smiling at Ron with true genuine thanks. Ron smiled back at her.
"Anytime. Well.. Goodnight. I'll see you in the morning." He said awkwardly.
"Alright, goodnight." And she walked off toward the bathroom. She closed and locked the door, undressed, and hopped into the warm shower. She thought this shower as a cleansing shower. The warm water and soap cleansed the awful night away. All her worries washed down the drain. After the shower she brushed her teeth, combed her hair and went into her room to get dressed. After changing and drying her hair she decided to see if Ron was still awake. She walked into the living room to fine Harry and Ginny walking in the front door.
"Hello you two. Just now getting in are you?" Hermione asked, her arms crossed across her chest. Ginny giggled and Harry pulled her closer to him.
"Ginnys a little drunk." He said, laughing at the giggling Ginny. Hermione suppressed her laughter by covering her mouth with her hand.
"I can see that." She said holding back her laughter the best she could.
"Oh Mione chill it!" Ginny slurred, stumbling over to Hermione and giving her a drunken hug. Hermione almost fell back from Ginny putting all her weight into the hug and Harry quickly made his way over to the two stumbling women. Harry grabbed Ginnys arm and pulled her to him once again.
"We'll just go to bed now." He said, putting Ginnys hand back down to her side as she tried to pinch his cheek. Hermione nodded her head grinning at him. She watched as the two made their way to Harrys room and shut the door behind them. Hermione shook her head and made her way into the kitchen. Ron wasn't in there.
'He must be in his room." She thought and decided to just go ahead and go to bed. She shut her door and collapsed onto her big, comfy bed. She turned out her beside lamp and turned to face the window. The cool sheets felt wonderful against her still hot skin from the warm shower. She was about to drift off into a deep slumber when she heard a light knock at her door. She turned her head to look at the door.
"Who is it?" She called.
"It's me." Rons voice called back through the wooden door. Hermione got a confused look on her face but pulled the covers back on her bed and padded her bare feet across her floor to the door. She opened it to find Ron standing there looking sheepish, clad in a pair of red flannel pajama pants and a white t-shirt.
"Yes?" She asked him.
"I just wanted to make sure you were alright." He said.
"Yes Ron im fine. Now are you sure that's all you came here for?" She asked grinning up at him. He let out a small laugh and rubbed the back of his neck.
"And to see if that was my drunk sister and her boyfriend that was making all that noise." He said smiling down at her. Hermione finally let out her laughter, but laughed softly.
"Yes it was. She was very drunk. I don't think I've ever seen her drunk. It was quite a sight actually." Hermione said. Ron laughed again.
"Yeah she gets quite annoying really when she's drunk. But she's a funny drunk." He said. "Well I was just wondering that. But I'll let you get back to bed. Goodnight Hermione." And he walked off back down the hall to his bedroom. Hermione watched him.
'Gods he has a nice arse.' She thought while biting her bottom lip. Ron turned around to look at her and gave a little boyish wave. She waggled her fingers at him and closed her door. She stood, her back against it and smiled, her own little girlish giggle escaping her lips. And Hermione Granger never giggles.