RON'S POV
The freeze as I walked out if the shower hit me like lightning. I
liked cold showers. Call me crazy, if you wish. I walked up at the
mirror to go comb my hair.
I'll be honest, and most guys do. I checked out myself. Not to bad.
My arms were even larger than last night. Then, the best thing that
could have happened at that moment, happened.
A knock on the doors was followed by Hermione's voice.
"Ron? Can I come in there?" I tempted every inch of my body to so
yes.
"Uh, no. I'm still, uh, shaving.
"Oh, like I can't come in there for that. Pampering not gonna do
much for you anyways."
The doors opened, and she gasped. The door slammed immediately.
"I warned you!"
"Ronald! You did no such thing!"
"Oh! Now we're back on 'Ronald'?" The strange thing was, that I
wasn't embarrassed at all. Maybe that's just the teenage boy mind. Or
maybe it's just because it's Hermione.
HERMIONE'S POV
I ran into my room in a flash. As I spread across my bed, I tried
go get the image out of my head. But then, as I tried, a smile ran
across my face.
"Get up, sleeping beauty. I have a towel on now."
I turned over to him.
"You still couldn't have had the decency of getting dressed.
"That ruins the fun!" He shouted. I couldn't help but to stare at
his abs.
He laid across my bed like a pig. I loved it.
"Oh. I'm sorry I uh, barged in."
"Don't sweat it." He looked deep into my eyes. There's that
sensitivity again. "What's the matter?"
How did he find out?
Absolutely nothing, Ronald!" My thoughts haunted me. I couldn't
help think of that black hair. Those arms that held around me. The
love I felt.
I needed to see my mom.
RON'S POV
The next morning the newspaper was undone. I guess Hermione got to it
first. The headline read "Several Missing Family Reports are Being
Investigated." Then, something I glimpsed made my stomach turn. I read
it over and over. Processing what it meant. I knew what Hermione was
upset about and I ran to her in her room.
Unless I had their names wrong, Hermione's parents are missing.
HERMIONE'S POV
I heard the footsteps of Ron coming into my room. His face spoke
for him and the next thing I knew, I was collapsing into those arms,
bawling.
His hands rubbed up my back. Comforting me. Why was he so good at
that? My tears stopped rolling and we sat down.
"I guess we got that out of the way." He said. I hinted a smirk.
The next hour, we didn't say anything. We just stared at each other.
Into each other's eyes. So beautiful. So peaceful. Like all my troubles
have been cast away. Maybe things will get better. Maybe things will
turn out okay.
And maybe the moon is made of cream cheese.
RON'S POV
Hermione stared at me for the longest of time. What was she
thinking? I know what I was thinking.
She didn't seem up for another adventure. Not after what happened.
Not after what happened to Fred.
Not a day went by without thinking of him. Seems only yesterday he
sold me those every flavored beans. Only yesterday he was making me
laugh. Muzzling my hair.
Hermione spoke.
"What are you thinking about, Ronald?"
I'm thinking about you. "Nothing."
Later that day, I heard the shut of a car door. I looked out the
curtain and saw Harry step out of his truck. Great.
It's Come Back.
HERMIONE'S POV
"Harry!" I spoke to him. He seemed excited to see me. Thank God.
"Hey, Hermione!" I brought him into my room where we caught up in
everything. It was good seeing him again. I thought i'd never...
Afterwards, we hugged. For the longest of time. His hair smelt so
good. Ginny's a lucky girl- wow! What am I thinking?
When we walked out, Ron stared at me with ice cold eyes.
"Seems you've a hell of a liking towards him. Who's side are you on?"
"You are so selfish, Ronald! Why do you think no one else exists
but yourself?" I felt good, but I had to smack him for good measure.
Harry was never like that. He wasn't selfish. Or a pig. Or
completely insensitive.
Oh My God.
I'm in love with Harry Potter.