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Sometimes Things Are Meant to Be by WotcherWeasley
Chapter 1 : Midnight Confessions
 
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It was a nightmare. Huge explosions, people screaming, a flooded bathroom, flashes of light from curses flying in every direction. Then it was running and breathing hard. Then, just like that, it was a wonderful dream. The taste of him, the feeling of his arms wrapped around her and lifting her off the ground. There was suddenly a loud crash, and Hermione Granger woke with a start.

“Darn you, Crookshanks,” she sleepily scolded the fluffy orange cat as he jumped off the dresser. She was amazed as she looked in Ginny‘s direction. She still seemed to be asleep.’Lucky’, she thought to herself. She rolled out of bed and lit her wand to pick up the items Crookshanks had knocked down. After casting a stay-off charm on the worn dresser, she crawled back into the bed and whispered “Nox.”

She laid there for ten minutes. Thirty minutes. Forty-five minutes. An hour. Damn you, Hermione. Stop thinking about it!’ she thought to herself. Yes, she kissed Ron, but they haven’t spoken since the battle. She figured it was the stress of getting things back together and almost loosing his older brother, Fred. Fred had come incredibly close to death during the battle and was in Saint Mungo’s in serious condition. Remus Lupin and his wife, Nymphadora (whose closet friends still called by her maiden name, Tonks) were also in the hospital, both in stable conditions. She rolled over and looked at the clock hanging on the wall, it was quarter to midnight. Hermione closed her eyes, trying to get some sleep.

She just couldn’t take it anymore. She threw her legs over the side of the bed and put her bedroom shoes on. She always wore them if she was going out of the bedroom during the night. Tip-toeing out of the bedroom, she didn’t even light her wand, she only had one thing on her mind. She HAD to talk to Ron.

He lay on his back, restless. There had been a huge number of events in the past week, including his brother and two close friends being in the hospital. “Harry,” he whispered, seeing if his friend was still awake. A snore answered him, Harry was sound asleep. ‘That’s okay. He’s had a hard time for the past several months. Not to mention the press breathing down his neck…’ A soft knock at the door interrupted his thoughts. He grabbed his wand from under the pillow and quietly asked “Who’s there?”

“Its me, Ron,” Hermione answered in a soft whisper.

“Oh,” he said while putting his wand down, “come in.”

She walked in, shutting the door behind her. She made her way to his bed but sat on the floor, resting her back on it.

“Hermione, you can sit on the bed,” Ron told her with a slight smirk on his face. She didn’t want to sit on his bed. Was she embarrassed to?

She slowly stood up and sat back down on the foot of the bed. They sat there in silence for a few minutes. It was awkward silence. “So…” she started.

But Ron cut her off, “Hermione, I love you.”

She looked at him in shock. She did think he had a very small emotional range, after all. “Ron, I don’t know what to say,” she whispered while she looked away from him. His face saddened. “Except for the fact that I never liked Harry like I have you. I mean, I do love Harry, but like a brother. Ron, I love you too,” She blushed furiously, but was glad it was to dark in the room to tell because she was looking directly into his eyes, which she could barely see.

They did nothing but look into each others eyes for what seemed liked forever. Then he sat up and grabbed her by the waist. Not roughly, but gently. Softly, he put his lips to hers, expecting her to pull away, but she didn’t resist. No, not at all. She willingly gave into his kiss as if she had been waiting for it. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself closer to him. He then brushed his tongue against her bottom lip, inviting her to deepen the kiss. Her lips parted, letting his tongue in to play with her own. He tasted good. It was the best thing she ever tasted. She moaned into his mouth and Ron leaned back, pulling her on top of him. Their lips never missed a beat. They snogged each other senseless. Hermione’s hands found his fiery red hair and she ran them through it as his hands gently stroked her back. Finally, the breathlessly pulled away from each other. Hermione rested her head on Ron’s chest while thanking god it didn’t go to far.

“Are you okay, Ron?” Hermione asked after several minutes. “I’ve been worried about you for this past week. You’ve been incredibly quiet.”

“Yeah, I’ve just been worried,” he answered her question. Half-way at least, he didn’t tell her what he was worried about.

“About what?” she asked him, wanting-no, needing- to know more.

‘Damn. She’s got to know everything. I don’t really want to tell her what I’m worried about. Better tell her the truth.'


“Us. I’ve been worried about us. I though that after the battle, you would realize that you just kissed me during the war because you thought we were going to die or something like that,” he answered her fully and honestly. He expected her to jump down his throat.

“Oh, Ron,” she raised her head off his chest to face him, “I would never do that. I’ve liked you since third year. I kissed you because I wanted to. And yes, I did think we were going to die, but I didn’t wan to die without kissing the man I love at least once. You aren’t worried about Fred and Remus and Tonks?”

“Well, I am. But Remus and Tonks are strong people. And Fred will be pulling pranks on those Healers and nurses in less than two weeks,” he answered with a chuckle.


They laid here together, just enjoying each others presence. Their breathing was in unison. Their arms embracing each other. The silence was peaceful.

“Well, I guess I should go back to me and Ginny’s room. It is almost twelve thirty,” she said as she started to get up. At the sound of this Ginny Weasley shoved her extendable ear into her bathrobe pocket a hurriedly tip-toed back to the bed room.

“Yeah, I think I should get some shut-eye to. Good night, Hermione,” the red-haired man told her.

“Good night, Ron,” the witch said as she kissed him on the cheek. “Oh, and Ron?” she asked as she reached the door.

“Yes?”

“Do you think Harry heard any of that?”

“I don’t think so. He was asleep before you came in,” he said, looking over at his

Harry Potter grinned wickedly as Hermione walked out of the room.

While Ron fell peacefully asleep, Hermione had a surprise waiting for her as she returned to her shared bedroom. Ginny stood in the middle of the room, wand lit and hands on her hips. For some reason, what little expression she could see, Ginny was mirroring her mother.

“Where have you been?” Ginny asked, though she very well knew where her bushy haired friend had visited.

“Oh! Um…the bathroom. Wait a second, Ginny you knew where I was! I know you where outside the door with those bloody extendable ears the twins came up with,” Hermione answered in a loud whisper. “Plus, you can’t say you weren’t eavesdropping! You are HOLDING a bloody extendable ear!”

The red head grinned, she knew she’d been caught. “Yeah. Having some midnight confessions were you? I love you Ron! Kissy kissy. Suck each others’ tonsils out,” Ginny teased, breaking into a muffled giggle.

“Oh shove off Ginny. Like you haven’t been sneaking down to the broom shed with Harry. Now, I’m tired and I’m going to go back to bed. Good night, Ginny.” And, that being said, she crawled into bed and fell into a blissful slumber.


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