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“Oh it’s so
nice outside,” Hermione remarked while looking out the window of the Weasley’s
living room. “I’m going out back. Anyone care to join me?”
looked up from the chessboard, upon which she was currently trouncing
Harry. “Nah. Maybe after Harry’s lost,” she laughed.
still beat you,” Harry muttered unemotionally, staring fixedly down at the
take a miracle,” Ginny teased, trying to get some response from Harry who
simply ignored her.
Ron?” Hermione asked, trying to keep the hope and desperation out of her
voice. ‘Say yes, come one, Ron. Say yes…’
from his Cannon’s Commentary, Ron grimaced, shrugging as he stood
up. “Ok, sure. Wouldn’t want the gnomes to try and eat you,
would we?” he drawled.
around quickly so he wouldn’t see the wide grin on her face, Hermione started
for the kitchen and the back door, knowing he would be right behind her. She’d been trying to get Ron alone for the
last day and a half, albeit unsuccessfully.
He’d been avoiding her, and
when he spoke to her, well, she’d been lucky to get more than two words from
him. It was getting really annoying,
especially since she really, really wanted to speak with him. Being home by herself for the last few weeks
had given her time to think, mostly about Ron, and she’d decided that they
needed to talk, just the two of them, privately and calmly.
damp out here,” Ron complained, kicking at the grass that was still slightly
wet from the afternoon shower. “Hold
on,” he ordered, running back into the kitchen, emerging just moments later
with an old blanket that he proceeded to spread on the ground for them to sit
upon. “Here. Now you won’t get all wet.”
she whispered, both of them blushing slightly.
She lowered herself to the blanket, leaning back on her arms as she
stared up at the sky. “It’s a beautiful
“Yeah… I guess so.”
smells so nice after it rains. Fresh
and clean,” she murmured, inhaling deeply as she did so. She glanced over at Ron to find him staring
at her. Taking it as a good sign, she
turned to face him, pulling her legs in so she was sitting cross-legged. “Ron…
harrumphed, looked away from her and stared across the garden. “What about it?”
want to know what happened?” Ron
grunted in response but said nothing so she continued. “You aren’t the least bit curious?”
practically snarled, his head snapping back to look at her. “What happened?”
he repeated incredulously. “Nothing?”
“Nothing. I didn’t….”
interrupted her. “He’s too old for you,
Mione! And I don’t care that he’s rich
or famous or a wicked Quidditch player, he’s…” he trailed off, yanking a handful
of grass up by the roots.
what?” she prompted, smiling as the tops of his ears turned bright red.
good enough for you!” Ron yelled, throwing the grass back onto the lawn. “You deserve better than some guy that can’t
even pronounce your name correctly!”
laughed, making Ron turn and glare at her.
“And I don’t care what Dumbledore says.
You saw that Karkaroff. You
can’t tell me those Durmstrang types are trustworthy. Bloody hell,” he cursed, ignoring Hermione’s noise of censure,
“Lucius Malfoy wanted to send the devil seed there. What does that tell you about the school?”
they’re better off than we are?” Hermione joked. “Ron… I like Viktor. He’s a nice guy. But…”
happened. I didn’t kiss him, Ron,” she stated,
watching as Ron let out a breath in what she hoped was relief. “I didn’t kiss him because I knew that if I
did…” she sighed, thinking that it was now or never, “I knew if I did that
Viktor would see it as some sort of step.
A step towards a more… a more committed relationship. And I didn’t want that, Ron.”
interrupted her, asking hotly, “And why not?”
wouldn’t be fair to him. Despite all
rumors to the contrary, I’m not a ‘scarlet woman.’ I won’t lead Viktor on when I know that I can’t give him what he
wants. Not when my heart belongs to
Ron roared, his face turning scarlet.
smiled softly. “Ron…” she sighed,
watching amusedly as he hopped to his feet and started pacing.
it? I’m your best friend,
Hermione! I would have thought you
cared enough to tell me about this. I
Seamus?” he asked, staring down at her intently. “Harry?”
He grew pale, “Fred or George?
tried desperately to keep from laughing, biting her bottom lip. “No…
none of them. Ron…”
please, not Malfoy!” he gasped in disgust.
you sit down?” she demanded, grabbing his hand and pulling him back onto the
blanket. “It’s no one you’ve
named? But…but…who have you named?” he
spluttered in confusion.
“I know my
own name, woman! Now, just tell me
who…who…who… Oh,” he stammered, going
from bright red to pure white in just seconds.
Ron. My heart…” she paused, taking a
deep breath, “my heart belongs to you.
It probably always has. I didn’t
kiss him because of you. Nothing
at all happened because of you,” she said slowly, moving closer to him
as she did so.
sighed, raking a shaking hand through his hair. “I…”
“I… Did you ever wonder why we argued so
much? Over the most trivial of
things? Why you got so angry over me
going to the ball with Viktor? Why it
bothered you so much that I might go visit him in Bulgaria?”
Hermione suggested, hoping he would admit that he felt the same way she
did. “Why Harry found Krum’s arm under
he murmured, swallowing convulsively.
that they were getting nowhere, Hermione impulsively leaned forward and kissed
him, quickly and chastely but on the lips nevertheless. She sat back, grinning at Ron’s shocked
expression. “I’ve wanted to do that for
a long time now.”
he choked, eyes wide as he continued to stare at her.
third year. Maybe second, but
definitely third,” she grinned, glad that he had finally formed a coherent
sacrificed myself, nearly got myself killed on that chessboard and you didn’t
want to kiss me then?” he asked in mock-anger, trying to look put out.
since first year.”
nodding at her conclusion, then just as quickly as she had before, leaned in
and kissed her. He pulled back, still
smiling as Hermione was now the one who looked a bit shell-shocked. “I’ve wanted to do that since first year.”
she gasped, lifting a finger to her lips.
really, you were a bit of a pill. But
it would have been a hell of a way to shut you up,” he teased, his eyes
very nice,” she grumbled but her eyes were still alight with happiness.
since second year. Ginny suggested I
kiss you and see if you woke up and, it was scary, I really wanted to try. Granted, at the time I thought I was just
losing my mind, you were my friend. You
now? Is it scary?”
but not scary. I guess I was a bit
jealous wasn’t I?” he asked bashfully, lifting her hand in his.
bit? You ripped off his arm!”
“Ok… I was jealous. But it’s just… It was because…
You’re my Hermione. I didn’t
want to share,” he admitted sheepishly, his fingers entwined with hers.
“Yeah… I’ve had to share everything else in my
life. I didn’t want to share you,” he
you’re so romantic.”
in slight embarrassment, “I try.
“Can I kiss
you again?” he asked shyly, a tinge of pink staining his cheeks.
she answered, leaning slowly towards him.