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Author: passionflower89 Story: Girls Together are a Dangerous Thing Rating: Teens Setting: Pre-HBP Status: Completed Reviews: 32 Words: 7,402
Hermione had just kissed him. Hermione had just kissed him. Ron turned to Harry, his mind still replaying the kiss and as he saw the bewildered look on Harry’s face, his own broke into a goofy, lopsided grin. A look of incredulity spread across Harry’s features. “Ron, what the hell-?”“She kissed me.” As he said the words out loud his heart felt fit to burst and he collapsed onto the nearest chair. “Hermione?” Ron looked at him and rolled his eyes. “No, Seamus! Of course Hermione, who else?” As Ron turned his head to gauge Harry’s reaction he couldn’t help but laugh once more. Harry’s features were held in between two emotions. The first seemed disgust at the idea of Ron kissing Hermione and the other immense happiness for his best friends. Ron stood up. “I need to see her, I need to make sure, and I didn’t even get a chance to kiss her back!” Harry stood up too. “You didn’t kiss her back! She’s going to wonder why, you idiot!” Ron looked surprised for a minute before suddenly becoming very defensive. “Well, it happened really fast, by the time I had got to my senses she had gone!” Harry lifted his hands to his temples and rubbed them, closing his eyes whilst muttering how much of an idiot Ron was. “You had better not hurt her, Ron.” “I won’t, and she’s going to know that too.” He nodded at Harry before walking purposefully to the girls’ staircase. Turning back to look at all the boys, he was confused to see that many of them were suppressing laughter, but all failed to hide the amusement in their faces. He started walking up the stairs, failing to see exactly what they were finding so funny. Suddenly, there was a high-pitched wail and the stairs melded together. Ron’s eyes widened in shock as the sudden realization hit him. “Bugger, not these bloody stairs again!” He wildly attempted to grab the railing on the side, but within seconds was again in the common room on his back. Harry was standing over him, grinning widely. “Shut up,” Ron growled pulling himself to his feet and rubbing his shoulder. “Was that you?” Ron looked up to see Parvati at the top of the stairs, hands on her hips. Ron grinned sheepishly. “Hermione there?” Parvati snorted before turning around, and retreating back into the dormitory. Ron gulped and stuffed his hands in his pockets. “Don’t worry, Ron.” At Harry’s words Ron let out the breath that he had not realised he had been holding and smiled nervously. “How am I supposed to act, Harry? I mean it’s Hermione, I-” He stopped as he heard the door open and his head shot up and his eyes rested on Hermione. “Bloody hell.” His voice was a mere whisper; his breath constricted as he watched her fiddle with her fingers nervously. “Ron,” Harry’s voice was low and calming. “Ron.” This time he was slightly more forceful and Ron looked at him. “It’s Hermione, you’ve been friends for years, you know her, and you care for her.”Ron nodded and extended his arm out. “Do you want to go for a walk?” Hermione reached them and nodded, blushing furiously and shooting daggers at Harry who was grinning once more. She took Ron’s arm and he pulled her across the room and through the portrait door. They walked in silence for a while, each of them unwilling to say anything for fear that the reply would not be the one they hoped for. They reached the Hogwarts grounds without saying a word to one another. Strips of dark reddish light penetrated the almost dark sky, the grass and trees waving slowly from the cool winter breeze. The world was silent and they walked straight into it, stopping when they reached the calm black waters of the lake, magnificent and glistening in the faint light. Hermione built up the courage to talk first. “I’m sorry, Ron!” His heart sank as the words escaped her. Had she not meant the kiss to be something more? He looked down at her; her eyes were wide and glistening with new crystal tears that were on the verge of tipping. “What for?” His reply was quiet. He looked carefully into her deep honey coloured eyes, trying to catch her reaction. “I’ve ruined everything, haven’t I?” Ron’s eyes widened in shock, he had never seen Hermione so vulnerable. She looked so small. He cupped her face in his hands and softly wiped away the tear that trickled down her rosy cheek. “What? Hermione, please don’t cry, what have you ruined?” She gave a shaky laugh before covering his hands with her own. “Our friendship, Ron, and I can’t bear it. I can’t bear to lose you!” She dropped his hands and turned away, her body shaking from the tears. Ron chuckled slightly before turning her back around to face him. Her face was flushed from the tears and she was biting her lip timidly. “I’ll never leave you, Hermione Granger. Never.” Hermione’s lip quivered before she threw her arms around his neck and clung to him. “Why did you kiss me?” His voice was soft and soothing, encouraging her to answer. For a few seconds she simply stayed close to him, her arms latched around his neck but slowly she took them away and stepped back. As he looked into her eyes, he could see she was still nervous but there was a passion burning within them, and it was this passion he knew that was part of the reason he loved her so much. “At first, I wasn’t going to. It was a dare, you see, for the ridiculous slumber party.” She broke off, her eyes boring into his, obviously trying to gauge a reaction to her words so far. Ron gave nothing away, he simply returned her gaze. She continued. “But I changed my mind, when I saw you, I-” She stopped as Ron placed a finger gently to her lips. “Stop,” he said quietly. He reached down and took her hand. He marveled at how soundly they fit together. Her fingers were soft and slender, and covered in blotches of ink. He chuckled at the sight of them. “What?” Hermione asked, grinning. “Your hands are so small and so perfect for you.” She laughed, raising her eyebrows at the statement. “You, Ronald Weasley, are the strangest boy I have ever met!” He shrugged, smiling and lifted her face up to meet his gaze. She stopped laughing at the serious expression on his face. “I need to say this first.” She nodded and tilted her head patiently. “We have been friends for years now, right?”“Nearly seven years.” Ron rolled his eyes before continuing. “Yes, right, seven years. And throughout that time we’ve all become pretty close.” “We are the golden trio.” Hermione laughed as she spoke their nickname out loud. “Yes, Hermione,” he placed a finger to her lips and closed his eyes. “Let me talk or I’ll lose my nerve!” He let out a long breath. “ I love you both, I’d give my life for either you or Harry. You both mean so much to me. Harry is just like another brother to me and you-” He broke off, uncertain. His palms were sweaty and his heart was beating faster than ever. “I love you, Hermione.” Hermione’s eyes widened and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Moving onto her tiptoes, she whispered slowly into his ear. “I love you too, Ron, forever and always.” He laughed at her words and lifted her clean off the ground, whirling her around. She laughed loudly, but was quietened as Ron stopped spinning her and kissed her, whilst she was still in the air. He smiled into the kiss and his arms lowered her to the ground and wrapped around her small waist. He felt like he was in heaven. Their first kiss had been nothing to this, and as the kiss deepened, he held her close, moaning softly as she moved her hands through his hair, and as he took in her smell and touch and taste. He was never letting her go again. As they separated they both looked at each other and blushed. He grabbed her hand, lifting it to his face and kissing it softly. Hermione wondered when Ron had become a man, when he had matured so much. It was hard to believe that a couple of hours ago, she had been taking part in a slumber party and that she had been so frightened of this happening with Ron. She smiled and squeezed his hand. “Hermione?” “Hmmm?” she mumbled. “What was in that bag Ginny gave to Harry?”Hermione snorted, whacking him suitably on the arm. “Ow!” He rubbed his arm in mock indignation. “Come on, you’ve got to tell me!”“And why is that?” She crossed her arms and looked up at him. “Because!” Ron motioned wildly with his arms. “Because I’ll tickle you if you don’t!” He smiled triumphantly. “You will not!” Hermione stated warningly, backing away from him slowly. He smiled mischievously and raised his hands threateningly. “Ron…” Hermione squealed, “ no!” But it was too late and his hands moved quickly to her ribs, causing her break into a very unladylike bout of giggles and snorts. She writhed around in his grasp, laughing at his idiocy before suddenly, with a little yelp from Hermione and a shout from Ron, they both fell with a splash into the icy waters of the lake. They emerged, coughing and shivering. Ron pulled Hermione to him, wrapping his now soaked cloak around her. “Ron, you idiot, I-”Ron swiftly cut her off with a sensuous kiss on her lips. As he felt her lips on his once more, his heart swelled. He slowly broke off the kiss and pulled her with him out of the water. “I guess I finally found a way to shut you up!” Hermione shot him a glare before the hilarity of the situation engulfed her and she laughed. Ron grinned and pulled an arm around her. Slowly they walked back up to the castle, hardly noticing that they were shivering, so fully involved in each other. Hermione smiled to herself as they snuck through the corridors. “Hermione?” He whispered quietly. She looked at him, smiling. He looked so cute with the dim light of the corridor dancing across his face, lightening the sprinkle of freckles across his face. “Yes,” she whispered to him breathlessly, squeezing his hand. “Are you my girlfriend?” Her grin widened and she nodded softly. “ If you want me to be…” He leant over her small form and gave her a short, soft kiss on the cheek. He wondered, whilst looking at her how much life would change, how much their friendship would change now that this had happened. But as he gazed at her dripping locks and blushing cheeks, he knew that any change would be for the better. He squeezed her shoulders slightly, smiling to himself. This was so comfortable, so right. He couldn’t help but reach for her hand and enclosing it within his, stroking it gently with his thumb. He also knew, however, that even with this new revelation, things could just stay how they were before. “So,” he said with a smirk. “Why did Harry look so damn embarrassed?” Hermione laughed before pushing him lightly. “I’m not telling you, Ronald!” Her voice had regained that hint of bossiness that Ron knew well. It infuriated him but he loved it all the same. She gave him a stern look that clearly said that he should ask Harry, but that had never stopped him from pestering her before. “Aww, go on Hermione!” “No! Honestly Ron, is there something wrong with your hearing?”“No, I heard you but I still want to know!” “Well, I’m not going to tell you!” ***** “Look, here they come!” Harry whispered quickly to Ginny, and pulled her promptly behind a statue with him. She held her breath has she felt his heart beat through his cotton t-shirt. “Oh my,” she whispered softly. He didn’t hear her. She stopped thinking of Harry, however, when she saw her brother come around the corner with Hermione. They were dripping wet and arguing. “Same old Ron and Hermione,” Harry chuckled. “What are they arguing about now?” Ginny whispered. Harry reddened. “I don’t know.” Ginny narrowed her eyes at him, but turned back to watch her brother. “Look,” she whispered suddenly. “What?” Harry looked at the couple as they reached the portrait of the Fat Lady. “They’re still holding hands!” Ginny smiled happily. Harry looked and couldn’t help but smile as well. They both watched contentedly as their friends slowly stopped their arguing as Ron whispered something in Hermione’s ear that caused her to turn and hug him fiercely. They entered the common room, fingers tightly woven together, just as it always should be. Fin A/N- Okay everybody, that’s the end, I know it’s short but don’t forget to review and tell me what you think! A final thanks to Katieay, my wonderful beta who always makes me laugh with her comments, she does so much for your confidence, thank you!! :P
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