The R/H First Kiss Project
~ In the Face of Danger
Kiss excerpt from:
by Honeychurch and Lallybroch
~Contributed by: itsme654~
"The spell is not complete until a sacrifice has been made. Only then can
the one you have chosen receive your protection. Only then will the spell be
complete. You must choose."
"Choose? We dont understand," Hermione said. But
the tenor of her voice belied her question. Ron was quite sure that she did
understand, even thought he bloody well didnt.
Bits of rock and dust spewed forth from the Gorgons mouth as it moved
its massive lips to speak. "Choose who will stay. Only one leaves this
Rons brain was filled with a hundred frantic thoughts. It
wasnt that Ron had never considered death before. He had, in fact, been
face to face with it more than once. But he never imagined that his actual death
would sneak up on him like this. Would he just fall over dead? Or would it be
But hed known the risks when he decided to come, and it was important
to do this for Harry. And if it meant that he had to
he would do it. Harry
had important things to do, and if this was the only way Ron could help him,
then he would do it. Harry
Ron felt sick when he thought about how guilty
Harry was going to feel. Hermione was going to have to make sure that Harry
was okay. He glanced over at Hermione, who was lost in her own thoughts. There
were a thousand things to say, to tell her. She needed to understand that he
"Now." The Gorgons grating voice startled them
from their thoughts.
"No! We need a second!" Ron started forward furiously,
but was stopped by Hermiones outstretched hand.
Her face was pale and determined. "Ron. Im
sorry. This was my idea in the first place and Im going to be the one
to finish it. Make sure that my parents know why we had to do this and, and
tell Harry, too. " Her voice broke a little then, and Ron was startled
out of his frozen silence.
"What?" he sputtered. "Do you think youre
not staying here Hermione. You are leaving right now."
Hermione shook her head vigorously. "No. No! Its my
responsibility. Im going to stay."
"Youve got to be kidding. Its not your fault
any more than its mine!" Ron exclaimed loudly.
"Im the one who found the spell to begin with. Im
the one who found the Portkey and Im the one whos going to stay.
Its just dying a little sooner than I would have done, right?" Hermione
Ron gave a mirthless laugh. "You sound like Harry. It doesnt
matter Hermione. Im not leaving you here, and thats it. It has to
"Why? Why should it be you? I knew the risks when I came."
He stared at her for a moment, eyes narrowed. The time for hesitation
was very definitely in the past. Reaching forward, he grasped her by the shoulders.
His eyes locked with hers as he spoke. "Because I would rather die here
then have to suffer the rest of my life without you." And with a certainty
hed never possessed until that moment, he pulled her to him and kissed
her. She melted against him, and for a moment, the world slipped away.
He held her for a moment, savoring the feeling of her in his arms.
He kissed the top of her head, and pushed her back.
"Now go. I mean it."
"Im not leaving Ron. I wont leave you. Well
stay here together and dont try to talk me out of it, because Ive
made up my mind." She gave him a determined smile.
Ron gave an exasperated sigh. "Hermione. That doesnt make any sense!"
"Its the only solution. How could I ever go back to
the world knowing that Id left you here?"
He grasped her hands in frustration. "Maybe you wouldnt
be happy, but at least youd be alive!"
She smiled sadly, reaching up to touch his cheek. "But you
wouldnt be there."
She put her fingertips against his lips. "Shh
Her eyes brimmed with unshed tears. "Weve done what we came here
to do. The spell will be cast and Harry will be safe. And well do this
last thing together. Like we always have." His breath caught in his throat,
and the rush of emotion that filled his chest was almost too much to bear. He
crushed her to him, kissing her lips and face with gentle intensity, savoring
the feel of her smooth skin under his.
When she finally pulled away, her eyes were clear and bright. "Lets
Kiss Excerpt from:
...That I Am Up to No Good
by B. Nonymous
~ Contributed by B.Nonymous ~
Hermione looked up, and saw two dementors rapidly breezing toward them.
She shouted, "Ron! Look up!"
It was too late. Peter tried to hold one of them back with his silver hand,
but it was only partially successful. The other dementor attempted to lift Hermione
up to the black-hole of despair that served as a dementor's mouth.
Ron managed to collect himself just enough to try one incantation, "Expecto
Patronum," he said, and an indistinct figure floated toward the second
dementor. Hermione managed to squirm out of the dementor's hands, but she fell
to her knees, crying, her thoughts drifting darkly.
I have to warn Harry, it's a Basilisk...
"Hermione, Neville's right - you are a girl..."
"Undiluted bubotuber pus!"
"Oh Ron, he asked me first. I wasn't sure if you would remember this year..."
Peter had managed to put himself between the dementors and Harry's friends.
He, too, was on the floor in tears.
"Daddy's dead, Peter"
"Not so tough without Potter and Black, are you Petey!"
"It's because I'm Muggle-born, isn't it Peter!" "No Deidre, it's
The burning sensation of the Dark Mark.
Sirius Black Escapes Azkaban
"You should have realized, if Voldemort didn't kill you, we would. Good-bye,
Ron was the only one left standing. The two dementors seemed distracted by Peter,
for some reason. Ron then remembered that Hermione had almost received the Kiss.
Ron grabbed Hermione's hand to lift her up. He shook her, making sure she was
aware of her surroundings. Suddenly, Hermione blinked, and looking into Ron's
eyes, she said...
"I should've done this a long time ago, Ron."
At the same time, Ron looked into Hermione's eyes, and also spoke.
"I'm sorry for being a big prat, Hermione."
Because Ron said his thirteen syllables faster than Hermione said her eleven,
they managed to punctuate their sentences in identical fashion - with a mutual
embrace and a passionate kiss.
The experience of a first romantic kiss can do strange things to people. For
Ron and Hermione, however, this kiss could not have been better timed. The air
literally glowed around them afterwards as they pointed their wands at the two
dementors, who now had their four other companions behind them. Flush with the
twin joys of discovery and revelation, Ron and Hermione uttered the spell in
Out of Ron's wand flashed a familiar-looking figure. A knight, looking nearly
identical to the knight on the giant wizard's chessboard from their first year,
began to attack two of the dementors with a sustained fury. Every time the dementors
came closer the knight beat them both back with his sword. The knight's horse
whinnied, then drove them off into the darkness outside.
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