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My days with Hermione are wonderful. Everyday seems as if it moves in slow motion, classes seem to be dragging and interesting since teachers seem to still pair Hermione and me together. While nights pass by faster than day. It has been a few days since we’ve been together and things started to change.
“10 points from Gryffindor,” sneered Professor Snape. “For talking when you’re suppose to be concentrate on your potion.”
“Why did he have to go and take points away from us, when the Malfoy and his gang are talking louder than Snape?” Ron snapped. Draco looked at him pulling down his lower eyelid as his table began to laugh at him.
“Quiet, Ron. You’re going to get us in even more trouble if you keep it up, now pass the sliced boom slang skin,” Hermione whispered grabbing the snake skin Ron handed.
“Please bring your antidote to my desk in a flask, so that it can be graded,” said Professor Snape making his way to Ron and Hermione’s desk. “Next time Mr. Weasley, could you do more work than talking,” giving Ron a disgust glare.
We put our ingredients away and headed to our Defense Against the Dark Arts class, making our way through the halls I checked behind me to see if anyone was there. No one in sight, this would be a good time as I grabbed Hermione’s elbow pulling her back to me for a kiss.
“Ron,” said Hermione pushing away from him. “What are you doing?”
“Kissing my girlfriend?” replied Ron puzzled at the situation as he released her. “Is it a crime?”
“No, but what if someone caught us, we hold a positions that I earned and I don’t want that taken away,” added Hermione as she fixed her robes and hair, and continued to walk leaving Ron stranded.
Did she just say I? I shook my head while the words still repeated in my mind. It was just a joke; I didn’t mean to get her angry. Does she feel ashamed to be with me? I took a seat next to Neville and I saw Hermione sit next to Harry who smiled at Hermione then looked at me. I couldn’t read his lips; I guess he was trying to say, “You want to switch places”? I just shook my head and he gave a confused nod then turned his attention to the front.
“Attention class,” called Professor Harrington. “Today we will continue to work on the shackle jinxes, not that many people were able to lock up their partners well enough, so let’s begin.”
“Ron,” yelled Harry from down the hall running to catch up knocking over a few first and second years on the way. “Oops…sorry about that,”
Ron slowed his pace as Harry reached him, “hey,” with his back towards Harry.
“What’s the deal with you and Hermione?” he replied giving Ron a pat on the back.
“Nothing,” he lied.
“Well, when your ready to talk,” as Harry took his hand of Ron’s back. “That reminds me, we have Quidditch try-outs in two day remember, maybe you want to practice tonight with me and help me plan the try-outs?”
“Sure,” Ron said grinning. “I could use a work out.”
“Great see you tonight,” Harry replied running off down the hall and turned at the corner.
At least I have something to look forward too. Why was Hermione so distant from me in class, it was as if she didn’t even want to talk to me. She didn’t even look at me, giving a heavy sigh. Well maybe I should do some homework. I walked to my common room when I accidentally bumped into someone.
“Hey Ron, were you going?” Ginny asked seeing her brother in a sulky mood. “What’s wrong Ron?”
Ginny lifted his head to see his expression, “nothing really, I was just making my way to my common room to do some homework, that’s all,” forcing a smile so that his sister wouldn’t worry.
“Do you want to talk, I’m going to the lake,” she asked, Ron gave her a nod and followed her out of the castle.
“So what’s on your mind Ron, you look depressed,” as she took a seat on a rock. Ron just stood standing placing his bag on the ground next to Ginny.
“I don’t know if I’m correct or just thinking stuff up, but I think that Hermione is being distant from me,” as he picked up a rock. “After potions, I grabbed her while we were walking and kissed her,” he skipped the rock on the lake.
“And…” Ginny asked as his face dropped to the ground.
“She pulled away and gave me an excuse that people might catch us kissing,” he bended down picking up another rock. “Also how she worked so hard to become Head Girl and that she didn’t want it to be taken away from her, just because we were making out,” throwing the rock forcedly into the lake.
“She said that?” Ginny replied with a shock look on her face, “but why I thought you two cared about each other?” Ron nodded, “so what in her right mind would make her say that.”
“I don’t know but I think she may be embarrassed to be seen with me,” said Ron trying not to break down in front of his sister, focused his attention to the ground.
“Don’t you think on that one bit, she cares about you, she shouldn’t be embarrassed, so don’t worry. You have nothing to be ashamed about,” as she walked up to Ron giving him a hug. “Don’t worry everything will work out, may be you should talk to her.”
“Yeah, maybe I should.” Ron replied, releasing his sister.
They heard gravel being kicked around, “Ginny, where are you?” Someone called from a distance.
“Ginny, who could that be?” Ron said with a questionable look on his face to find out who is this person that is calling for his sister.
Ginny said sarcastically, “I don’t know who it could be,” as she looked in the sky then showed a smirk that made Ron even more confused.
“Ginny there you are, I was wondering where you were,” said a person that Ron couldn’t believe who it was, this person’s focus was still gazing at the ground trying to make his way around the small boulders. He was carrying bouquet of white tulips in his hand, “I called for you and…uh, hi yeah Ron.”
Ron couldn’t believe who he saw, “Harry what are you doing here?” as Ron’s hands dropped to his hips.
“Ron stop it with that pose, you look just like Mum,” laughed Ginny as she walked towards Harry.
Ginny took the bouquet from his hand, “These are beautiful,” breathing in the flowers, “thank you,” as she pulled Harry down for a kiss.
“Thanks for putting the image in my mind,” he said jokingly put his hands up to shield his eyes, “now when were you guys going to tell me about this?” Ron said looking at what he just witnessed.
Harry and Ginny broke apart from their kiss, still blushing Ginny started to speak, “Er…we started going out a couple of days after Harry came to the Burrow. We started talking about it at the end of the school year.” Ron still didn’t get the picture.
“So when did you both, really start going out?” Ron replied.
“Since this summer,” added Harry. “We didn’t break up because of the whole plan that we had with you and Hermione, couldn’t you tell I wasn’t that interested in her…not that she’s ugly or anything Ron don’t get me wrong, but I like Ginny, that’s why I only had to show those sort of actions when we were in front of you, to make you jealous. Hermione knew we were going out. Why do you think I never kissed her…uh?”
“I don’t know, because you’re a bad kisser?” said Ron with a smile.
“No…uh, wait,” Harry looked at Ginny, “am I a bad kisser?” Ginny looked at the ground nodding her head. “What I am?”
Ginny started laughing, “No, I don’t think you’re a bad kisser, your actually incredible,” giving Harry a quick kiss.
“Okay, don’t get all mushy on me, so you didn’t kiss her?” Ron asked Harry nodded.
“I was saving that for you,” Harry said giving him a small push on the shoulder which made Ron relaxed a bit. “That and I think Ginny would have killed me, if I did something vile like that.” Ginny playfully punched Harry in the arm, “ouch that hurt,” as he laughed.
We talked for a couple more hours of how Ginny and Harry started becoming an item. The facts made sense and everything between the three of us started to get a little closer. Harry finally received the last talk from the Weasley’s and how if he hurt my sister I would have to kill him, which in turn was welcome to the family “in a way. We also talked about my situation with Hermione; Harry felt sorry for me, which I didn’t want to hear him say that, but was happy he cared. As the sun started to set we made our way to the Great Hall for dinner.
We walked in and I found Hermione there, I made my way towards her and gave her a kiss on the cheek which in turned she smiled, taking a seat next to her. I knew things had lightened up a bit between us, I hope.
After dinner Harry and I made our way towards the locker rooms to change. Putting on my practice clothes a sense of relaxation came over me and I stopped thinking about Hermione. I grabbed my broom and walked out to the field; I mounted my broom and took off towards the goal post making a couple of laps around it. Harry played as a chaser for me so that I was able to practice; I actually became a lot better. I was able to block all of Harry’s shots and hit the quaffle most of the time with my broom.
“Harry, come on now I know you can do better than that!” shouted Ron to Harry who flew after the Quaffle.
“Ron, don’t be so full of it, I think that's enough practice for you,” yelled Harry as he swooped down to the ground dropping the Quaffle and picking up a bucket with different size yellow balls.
Harry flew up to Ron carrying the bucket, “Here Mr. Hot-stuff, your turn.” He shoved the bucket to Ron as he picked up a ball and clenched it in his fist.
“Ready,” said Ron, tossing the ball up and down in this hand.
“Hold on,” Harry cracked his neck and his knuckles, “one second,” adjusting his back, “wait almost done.”
“While were still young,” Ron said sarcastically, as he lodged one of the balls out on the field. Harry snapped out of his trance and flew towards the ball before it hit the ground, gaining speed after ever feet that the ball fell.
“Got it!” shouted Harry, raising the ball above his head.
“Okay, get these…” as Ron threw two balls in opposite directions. Not surprising, Harry caught every single ball Ron threw at him. “Freaking show-off,”
After a couple of hours, we flew to the lockers to shower and change then headed back to the castle. I missed riding my broom; the last day was back at the Burrow when Harry and I talked about him and Hermione going out. As I reached the portrait, I called for Snuffles and scratched behind his ears, the portrait door swung opened. I came to find Hermione awake, in the common room in her pajamas. I walked towards her slowly checking myself.
“Er… good night Hermione,” Ron gave her a kiss on the head as she stopped writing her essay placing her quill on the table.
Hermione grabbed his arm, “I’m sorry about what I said earlier, I know that you worked hard to become a Head Boy. I guess it just slipped because I wasn’t comfortable at the time, so I’m sorry,” Ron smiled at her, as she pulled him into a kiss. He didn’t pull away but instead leaned in a little so that she could lean back on her chair. His hands made its way to her waist, while her arms slowly wrapped around his neck, with one of her hands brushing through his hair. This kiss started to intense, as his hands glided up the front of her shirt slowly making his way up to her…
“Ron,” said Hermione grasping for a breath pulling Ron’s hands out of her shirt, “I think we should take it slower.”
“Okay, I’m sorry,” as Ron stood up “feeling embarrassed at what he just did”making his way towards his room, “good night.”
“Good night,” said Hermione as her voiced echoed to no one, as she picked up her quill and continued where she left off.
I guess I didn’t need to talk to her after all. As I made my way up the stairs to my room, I walked to my dresser and pulled out a shirt, got undress, and slipped the shirt leaving that and my boxers. I jumped into my bed; the situation of what just happened down stairs seemed to run in my mind. I knew it was wrong of me to rush and to make her feel uncomfortable like that, I guess I should just slow things down for her. So I closed my eyes and drifted off.
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