"RON STOP IT!" Hermione was now screaming as her two best friends were fighting on the floor of the Burrow. Harry and Hermione were both wondering what the hell was up with Ron, and why he was blowing a gasket.
Ron didn't pay any attention to Hermione's cries, he just kept wailing on Harry. Harry didn't know what to do other than to fight him back and regain himself. So with that thought he punched Ron in the nose and pushed him off as Ron started to bleed.
"What the bloody hell was that for?" Harry was now up and being comforted by Hermione.
Ron stayed silent as Ginny went to get him a tissue to stop the bleeding. "Ron, answer Harry's question, we would all like to know what has gotten into you." Molly Weasley was now handing Ron the tissue Ginny had just brought into the room.
"He knows what it was for" Ron said with a fire in his eyes of hate and...jealousy?
"No he doesn't Ronald, now would you please explain what has gotten into you?" Hermione was now staring him down with pure disgust with the thought of her two best friends fighting over nothing.
"I won't say a word until they leave" Ron pointed at his parents and Ginny, they reluctantly left the room.
"Okay, now will you say why you started bloody wailing on me?" Harry asked. Ron got up off of the chair he was sitting in and started pacing.
"It all started fourth year" Ron began, "at the Yule Ball. You just looked so beautiful Herms; I just couldn't resist looking at you differently. Up until then, I thought you were just one of the guys. But when you came down those stairs, you looked so damn good in that purple dress."
"That's so sweet Ron but..."
"Let me finish...I wanted to ask you out since then, and I just couldn't gather up enough courage to do it." he hesitated before continuing, "I just got jealous that you and Harry had been spending so much time together. So, when I heard you were staying over his house, I couldn't help but be outraged at him, and thought that..."
"Ron, I would never do that, you know me." Harry had spoken for the first time since Ron began talking. Yes you would. Harry shook threw thought out of his head and tried to look serious.
"I know mate, but I just overreacted, that's all. Could you ever forgive me?" Ron started towards Harry and embraced him in a brotherly hug. "I forgive you mate"
"Herms..."
"Ron I am flattered, but...you are my best friend, I can't help but think if we go out and then break-up that our friendship would be ruined."
"No it wouldn't, we would have a
better friendship afterwards, that is if we ever break-up" Ron
was starting too look hopeful at the thought of Hermione saying
yes.
Get
over yourself mate, it'll never happen
Harry thought to himself, before once again shaking the thought out
of his head.
"Ron, I can't take that chance, I'm sorry..." Hermione started crying before she continued, "I think it is for the best." She then left the room and went up the stairs to be comforted by Ginny.
"Sorry mate"
Harry said No
your not, your ecstatic.
"It's
ok...I guess, I'll win her over one day,"
Yeah, when Hell freezes over. Harry was shocked at himself for even thinking that of his friend, "Yah, how could she resist you?" Harry said before sitting on the couch.
"Thanks mate"
"No problem"
"Oh Ginny, what do I do?" Hermione just told Ginny the whole situation that just happened downstairs and was listening for her response.
"I don't know, I wish I knew what to tell you...Ron has liked you for a while Hermione..."
"Since fourth year he says."
"Yeah... so who is the other guy?" Ginny was sitting cross legged across from Hermione, and looking at her with the shine of gossip in her eyes.
"What?!" Hermione stood up and started pacing around the room, utterly distraught at what her 'best friend' just asked her.
"I asked 'so who is the other guy'" Ginny said matter-of-factly.
Harry...she thought before shooting back at her comment, "I heard what you said, but why did you say it?"
"Because I am your best friend, and I know these things."
"No
you don't, because there is no other guy" Liar...
"Fine,
whatever you say, but there is another guy, and I am gonna find out
who it is." Ginny sounded a lot like one of those 'evil
masterminds' that Hermione watched on the telly at home with her mum
and dad.
"THERE IS NO OTHER GUY" Hermione spat.
Liar,
Liar pants on fire, hanging from a telephone wire.
"Okay,
okay, calm down. PMS much?"
"Shut up Ginny" Hermione wasn't on her period as a matter of fact.
"Whatever"
Soon after, they fell asleep and Hermione had another dream.
Hermione's Dream
"Harry...Harry... where are you?" Hermione was in the library, but she was waiting for Harry who was late...again,
"I'm over here" Harry's voice was music to her ears as she walked through the shelves and found him in a secluded corner, where he was leaning on a bookshelf looking oh-so-sexy.
"Hey, what are you doing all the way over here?" Hermione made her way towards him.
"Waiting for you." He said moving closer. He was so close, that she could feel his breath on her skin. She was beginning to get the feeling that Harry had different ideas on his mind, other than to study.
"Oh really? And why were you..." She was cut off by Harry kissing her full on the lips in a passionate kiss. "Oh" she said in between kisses.
She led herself to kiss him back, even though she had no idea what was going on. He pushed her against a bookshelf and licked her lips, begging to enter. She gladly accepted. Their tongues danced together as she slid her hands up and down his abs. This made him hard and he didn't care that she felt it, and boy did she.
He then started to play with the skin that was in-between her shirt and skirt, while still pressing her up against the wall. This drove Hermione wild. He then stopped kissing her lips and then started planting kisses in a trail down her jaw and on her neck. He then found her pressure point at the neap of her neck and began to suck it. And to his pleasure, she began to moan. She then moved her hands into his hair and began twisting it in her fingers, while she twisted her neck to the side to grant him easier access.
He
began to take off her shirt and, to her surprise, she gladly let
him. Why
the hell am I letting him get this far? She
thought to herself, surely,
he doesn't think of us as being more than friends...of course he
does! Why do you think he is kissing you now?
She
was now only in her pink lacy bra and her
knee-length, Hogwarts skirt. He then began taking off her
bra, Hermione knew what this was leading too, and strangely
enough, she let it happen.
She then took off his shirt, they were both bare, skin-on-skin, from the top-up anyways, and He then began to plant kisses down to her breasts. She then began unzipping his pants; completely oblivious to the fact the Madame Pince just closed the library for the night. She slid them off while he kicked off his shoes. Harry then pulled down her French knickers and then her skirt, while she pulled down his boxers.
Harry then placed her on the floor, which coincidentally had cushions on it. Just as he was about to enter her and make her his...
End Hermione's Dream
"Hermione wake up!" Harry was very concerned with the fact that she was calling out his name in the middle of the night.
"Huh... HARRY!!" She squealed while he lay on the side of her bed.
"Shhhh, everyone else is sleeping, it's 2:30 in the morning 'Mione"
"Sorry... what are you doing here?" Hermione was very concerned with the fact that the boy she was just making-out with, and about to have sex with in her dream, was in her room.
"You were calling out my name, so I came in here to see that you were sleeping, so I woke you up to see what was wrong" or right... HEY!! This is 'Mione we are talking about here. PERV!!
Luckily it was too dark to see the blush coming off of Hermione's cheeks. "Oh...um...bad dream, yeah that was it, a bad dream" that was a bad lie...
"Oh, well, what happened?" Harry now had concern written all over his face as to what the dream could have been about.
"Oh, nothing... just your usual nightmare" I hope that was convincing enough...
"Well, what was so bad in the nightmare to make you scream out my name?"
"I'd rather not say..." nice save...NOT
"Ok, you don't have to say if you don't want to." damn, what was that dream about? Probably worse then my dream. I basically had 'Mione pinned up against a library wall. Harry grinned at the thought. WAIT!? Why am I grinning? He then wiped the grin off of his face and waited for Hermione to reply.
"So, I'll see you in the morning then Harry?" Hermione wanted to get back to that dream. WAIT!? This is Harry we are talking about... my best friend...with a benefit... NO STOP WITH YOUR SICK THOUGHTS GIRL!!
"Yeah, goodnight 'Mione"
"Goodnight Harry" Hermione whispered this just as Harry left. To her disappointment, she had a dreamless sleep the rest of the night.
