The Hows and Whys in Life Chapter 7: Locked Out, a harry potter fanfic

I don't own Harry Potter

Hermione was the last to make it outside, and join the table for Easter dinner. So once she was seated they all began to chat and eat.

"Look who decided to join us tonight," Fred taunted Ron from his right side while George elbowed him from his left side.

"Now boys, leave your brother alone. He's growing up, he wanted his privacy this week and that's what he got. But he at least knew that today is Easter, and you should spend the Holidays with your family." Molly scorned the twins.

The rest of the night went on as a normal Weasley holiday. Except that nobody would allow Hermione anywhere near Ron. None of them knew what had happened that afternoon, and they didn't want Ron to feel uncomfortable and go back upstairs. This was their last night here, and it was important that they all had a good time.

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They all went to bed that night at an extremely late hour. But Harry happened to notice that Ron couldn't keep his eyes off of Hermione. And Hermione couldn't seem to stop staring at Ron. So when they got back to Ron's room, Harry asked Ron what was going on. Ron didn't reply at first. But then he got out of bed and shoved some letters at Harry.

When Harry had finished reading the letters, he looked up at Ron with an enormous smile on his face. "Ron! This is great! So are you and Hermione a couple now?" Harry asked in a hushed tone. This was a question that Ron really couldn't answer, because he and Hermione hadn't really talked about it.

"I'm not sure Harry we didn't really talk about it," Ron answered. Harry rolled his eyes at Ron. Then rolled over onto his side, and propped himself up on his elbow.

"Ron you need to go talk to her about this. Right now," Harry stated. When Ron didn't make to move Harry got out of his bed, and pulled Ron off of his bed. Then pushed Ron out of the door, and Harry locked it to make sure that he couldn't come back in until Harry or someone else with a wand let him in.

Down in Ginny's room the girls were having a similar conversation to that of Harry and Ron's.

"What do you mean you don't know if you're a couple!? You need to go talk to him right now!" Ginny whisper screamed at Hermione. When Hermione looked like she was about to protest Ginny got out of bed and forced Hermione out of the room. From inside the room Ginny told Hermione, "You're staying out there until you and Ron have decided where your relationship is going. Do you understand me?"

Defeated Hermione trudged up the stairs to Ron's room which she found locked. Since Ginny had not given Hermione her wand she was forced to go down stairs and wait for morning to come. When she got down to the kitchen she was surprised to see that the den's light could be seen shining through the kitchen's door. She wondered who would still be up at this late hour.

Slowly Hermione made her way to the den. She was afraid that she might disturber whoever was in the den, they had to have a specific reason for being up at three in the morning. But to Hermione's great surprise when she peered around the threshold, she found that Ron was sprawled across the couch. He looked to be out cold, but what Hermione didn't understand was why he was locked out of his room.

She made her way to his side, and slipped her hand into his. She loved the feeling of his hot flesh against her's. Even though he wasn't awake, Hermione thought that she felt him squeeze her hand. She hoped beyond anything that maybe, they would be able to tell everyone of their love soon. It was killing her to think that his family didn't even trust her near him any more.

"Ron, I know that your sleeping so you won't remember any of this, but I want to tell you that I've loved you since our first year. And no matter what you do I will never, ever stop loving you. Because for the past six years, the thought that you might love me back is the only thing that kept me going. So not loving you would be like not breathing. Impossible to live with out," Hermione made her speedy confession of love to Ronald.

Not knowing what else to do Hermione climbed on to the couch next to Ron and began to cuddle with him. Just when she was about to fall asleep, she felt Ron's grip on her tighten.

"Hermione," came a sleepy voice, "What are you doing down here?"

"Well, you see Ron, Ginny told me that I had to find and talk to you, so I could find out where our relationship is going," Hermione replied, while staring intently at Ron's freckled arm.

"Harry told me the same thing. I think that our relationship should go to the next level, you know. Like boyfriend and girlfriend," Ron stuttered awkwardly.

"Of course Ron, nothing would please me more than to be with you," Hermione gushed, " So I believe there is one thing we could do to seal the deal."

With a confused expression Ron contemplated what Hermione had just said, trying to make her words logical. Hermione slowly watched realization spread across Ron's face, but before Ron could form a coherent sentence Hermione had already forcefully put her lips to Ron's.

And the rest is history.