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Hermione Jean Granger (ex_enchantin428) wrote in ultrarpg,
@ 2008-09-07 22:43:00

Who: Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley.
What: Ron pays Hermione a little visit at the Library.
Where: Library.
When: Evening
Rating: TBD
Status: Incomplete.

Hermione really was in a weird mood. After her conversation with Ginny the other night she couldn't help but let those thoughts and emotions take control. Being in a relationship was something new and completely frightening to her. This was something she could truly fail at. What if she need up not being what Ron had really wanted? Logically she knew that she was more than just Ron. That if she and Ron didn't work out that there was a reason and she would continue on with her life, knowing that at least she tried. It was all such a strange line of thought. She and Ron had hardly been dating a week and she was already contemplating all sorts of things. Things she clearly had no reason to be thinking about.

Nestled back in the farthest corner at her favorite table she closed her journal. She did not need to be looking at that thing. She had come to the library to get things done. She'd been behind in her work and this was a perfect chance for her to get caught up. Ron, once again, had been her source of distraction. The last thing Hermione had wanted to do was fight with him, but it seemed that wasn't the plan for the day. Sighing quietly she rested back in her chair and pulled those out of control locks up into a tight bun. Her hair was frustrating her! Constantly falling into her face and Hermione had enough frustrations.

It was time to get back to work! Taking her quill in hand she began to chew lightly on the end. Her free hand flipped through the book of centaurs, trying to find exactly the thing she was looking for.

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ex_enchantin428
2008-09-21 02:48 pm UTC (link)

Hermione shivered when he spoke in her ear like that. There was something about his voice that Hermione couldn't resist. She had been about to speak when his lips covered hers. It was certainly one way to make sure Hermione didn't speak. She wondered if that technique would ever work on Ron. Maybe it was something she could use while they were fighting.

Her own tongue slid against his, enjoying the feeling of it. She squeezed his hand when he laced it with hers. There was something about that single moment that caused her heart to squeeze. There was something almost different in this kiss, in this embrace. It was something that she couldn't quite place her finger on. Feeling him grin caused her to pull back slightly. "What's that grin for?" She asked quietly? Ever the curious little witch.

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red_knight
2008-09-21 03:10 pm UTC (link)

"Oh, just, you know. Thinking. Us. This." He gave her hand another squeeze. "I'm happy." Ron wondered if Hermione would know what that meant. It had been a long time since he was really happy, in fact, he'd never been happy like this before. There was always something. Not enough money, not being good enough, always being second best. He'd had good times before, but most of it felt like someone else's memory. Harry was the one who won the Quidditch games, the one who fought the battles and saved the world. Harry didn't even want it all! That was what really killed Ron sometimes. But lately, the last few days, weeks, Ron had felt the calmest, strangest sort of happiness inside of him, purring like a kitten. He didn't feel like he was missing out on anything anymore.

Hermione had chosen him. He had something that was all his, something he was doing right for a change.

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ex_enchantin428
2008-09-21 03:24 pm UTC (link)

"This is nice." Nice. Well, that was one way to describe how she felt about the entire thing. Her free hand came up, lightly caressing his cheek. She had some sort of inkling of what was really behind his words. Ron had always felt second best. It made her think, for a moment, back on all the times when she knew Ron had felt second best. The particular memory of him leaving back during the war. Leaving he had accused her of choosing one over the other. If only he had known just how badly she had wanted to go after him. If only she had been able to choose him then, but now ..now she could. And she had.

"I'm happy, too. Very," she said just before reaching up to softly kiss him once. "I know earlier I hardly seemed too happy, but I want you to know that I am. This. Us. It makes me happy. I will always choose you, Ron," she said, a reflection on her own personal thoughts from a moment before.

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