Under Your Spell

[passionrulsusall]

Summary: Hermione Granger isn't your ordinary seventeen year old girl. She is a witch, not just a witch, but the smartest one in her year. She is now entering her seventh and final year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She has faced many things in her first six years at Hogwarts, but this could be the toughest yet: love. Hermione has suddenly fallen for her worst enemy: Draco Malfoy. Ron-one of her two bestfriends-admits his feelings towards Hermione are a little more than friendly. She has always had a thing for Ron. Who will she choose?



: ~*~*~*~Hermione's POV~*~*~*~

: Beep. Beep. Beep. I slammed my hand down on the snooze button. It was way to early to get up. I continued lying in my bed until my mother came in.

: "Hermione, honey, it's time to get up." She said sweetly.

: "Mmm..." Was my reply. I heard my mother sigh. She walked over to the end of my bed and pulled the covers off of my feet. She then pulled with all her might. I grabbed on to the head of the bed. She continued pulling.

: "Hermione Jane Granger! Don't be silly! You need to get out of bed and get ready for school!"

: School! A bell rung off in my mind. I let go and let her pull me to the end of the bed. I hoped off of the bed and almost ran towards the bathroom. I jumped into the shower. The warm water felt wonderful on my back. I got out and wrapped a towel around my hair and a towel around my body. I ran off to my room. I opened my drawer and looked at it's contents. I pulled out some under garmets, a purple t-shirt and some jeans. I took the towel from around my hair and pulled my wand out. I pointed it at my wet hair. My hair became dry. I looked in the mirror. I looked at my bushy hair, and at my face. Same old unattractive Hermione. I sighed. I then pointed my wand at my hair again. My hair turned straight. I quickly threw all of my last minute items into my school trunk, put Crookshanks into his carrying cage and took the stairs two by two downstairs.

: I sat down next to my father at the kitchen table. He was reading the muggle newspaper.

: "Morning Dad!" I said happily. "Anything new in the world?"

: "There were more murders thirty miles from here last night." He said, without emotion.

: This made me think things over. Maybe I shouldn't leave my parents. Voldemort could very easily come here and kill them.

: "Dad, maybe I shouldnt..." I started.

: "No. You are going back to school." He said firmly and left me alone at the table. Mum walked into the room.

: "Where's your father?" She asked.

: "He's not hungry." I lied. There was no need for her to know that I had offered to stay home again.

: "Again?" She asked. I could tell that she was worried. He hadn't had breakfast for the past five days. She placed a large bowl of oatmeal in the middle of the table. She then sat across from me. I grabbed a small bowl and filled it with oatmeal. When we both finished eating I went upstairs and grabbed my trunk and Crookshanks. Dad didn't want to come with us. I kissed him goodbye and mum and I made our way to King's Cross Station.






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[passionrulsusall]

: When we arrived at King Cross station I hurriedly go my stuff out of the car. I kissed mum goodbye and hurriedly ran through the wall between platforms nine and ten. I searched around frantically for Harry and Ron. I couldn't find them. The train was about to take off so I got onto the train. I walked past every compartment looking for them. I was near the end of the train when I was knocked over by someone coming out of a compartment. They bent over and helped me up. I looked up and saw Draco Malfoy. Great. I thought. When he realized who I was he quickly dropped me.

: "Watch where you're going, you filthy liitle Mudblood." he said with his trademark smirk. He turned on his heel and reentered the compartment. As he opened the door I saw a group of Slytherins pointing at me and laughing. I rolled my eyes and continued on my way to find Harry and Ron. I finally found them in the last compartment, accompanied by Neville, Luna, and Ginny. Neville was waching Harry and Ron play wizard chess, and Luna and Ginny were chatting in the corner.

: "Hi, guys!" I said as I pulled my stuff into the compartment.

: "Hermione!" Ron exclaimed, knocking over the chess board. The chess pieces began yelling at him. He didn't seem to notice. He embraced me in a hug. I suddenly got a waft of the suductive cologne he always wore. I hugged him back. We broke apart. His ears were scarlet. He sat back down across from Harry and picked up the screaming pieces, and was bit by several of them.

: "Hi Hermione!" said Harry, glancing back and forth between me and Ron, a grin on his face. Neville, Luna, and Ginny all waved at me. I sat down next to Luna. She had now pulled out a copy of The Quibbler. She was wearing her radish earrings. Ginny turned to me.

: "How was your summer?" she ased.

: "It was alright.. except for Dad.. he keeps getting more distant. How was yours?"

: "It was alright, for the most part." She glanced over at Harry. I knew she had cried over him the most part of the summer. She was heart broken that he had broken things off with her. We all sat and talked until we got to Hogwarts.




: When we arrived at Hogsmeade we boarded the threstel-drawn carriages. I sat down across from Ginny to finish our conversation about how idiotic boys can be a times. Ron sat down next to me. He was a little too close for comfort. I could feel my heart beating faster and faster the whole trip up to Hogwarts.

: When we got there we walked through the large oak doors as students starting a new year for the last time. Luna left us and sat down with the other Ravenclaws. The rest of us sat down together at the Gryffindor table. McGonagall came in rushing the first years to the front of the room. There were a lot less than there usually were. They all looked this was the most frightening thing they have ever done. There ended up being seven new Gryffindors, eight new Slytherins, five new Ravenclaws, and two new Hufflepuffs. Not a good turn out at all. This was probably because of all of the stuff that had happened the year before, with Dumbledore being killed and one of the teachers that had been teaching for years turned out to be working for Voldemort.

: After the sorting McGonagall stood up. "As you all know, we lost our beloved Headmaster Albus Dumbldore last year. We assure you that such things will not occur this year. To first years, the Forest is out of bounds. And to the seventh years, we must inform the two yho are to be Head Boy and Head Girl. We did not send out saying who was going to fufil the job because we weren't positive the school would open. But since the school opened we chose the Head Girl to be Ms. Hermione Granger-" There were many claps from the Gryffindor table and some from both the Ravenclaws and the Hufflepuffs. I grinned from ear to ear. "-and the Head Boy will be Mr. Ronald Weasley."

: I turned around and looked at Ron. He looked shocked. His mouth was continually opening and closing. He looked very much like a fish. Ginny was laughing at him.

: " Fred and George are going to get a kick out of this!" she whispered.

: "Heads, please meet me after the feast." McGonagall finished and sat down. The food appeared infront of us. Everyone began digging in. Everyone, that is, except Ron. He was still opening and closing his mouth, and staring off into space. I grabbed a roll and stuffed it in his mouth. He turned his gaze to me and grinned. He then began stuffing his face. When the feast was over we told Harry that we would see him when we finished talking with McGonagall and set off to the teacher's table.




: "Ah, Ms. Granger, Mr. Weasley, follow me please." We followed her to the third floor and down a dark corridor. We came across a portrait of a boy and a girl sitting in the library studying. Well, the girl was studying. The boy was asleep with an upside down book in his hands.

: "What is this Professor?" I asked, completely lost at what she would be bringing us to this portrait for.

: "Geeze, I thought you said she was the smart one!" snapped the boy in the portrait. I gaped at him.

: "Would you shut-up for once Tommy?!? No one wants to hear your two sense. Besides, this hasn't been used for years!" said the girl in the portrait.

: "Whatever Jude." said Tommy, rolling his eyes.

: "Don't you 'whatever' me!" she snapped back.

: "Ahem." Professor McGonnagal finally cut in. "Some people would like to get some sleep tonight."

: "Oh, right! Sorry ma'am." said Jude quickly.

: Tommy rolled his eyes. "Teacher's Pet." he mumbled under his breath.

: "Anyway, your new common room and bedrooms will be found through this portrait..."

: "Excuse me Professor, but I have read 'Hogwarts A History' multiple times, as well as been in contact with some of the past Heads, and I haven't heard anything about the Heads getting their own rooms" I glanced back at Ron. He looked like a fish again.

: "Yes well, you wouldn't have heard about it Ms. Granger. This area is used strictly when times are tough. No one knows this rooms whereabouts aside from us three. We must keep you two safe."

: "Proffesor, does this mean... we couldn't invite anyone over to our common room?" I asked.

: "If you are refering to Mr. Potter, I'm sure it will be alright for him to be allowed in."

: "Surely Harry would need more protection than us?"

: "Mr. Potter will be needed to protect the other Gryffindor students Ms Granger. He will be allowed to visit, but that is all."

: "What about Ginny Weasley?"

: "Yes she may come over also. Now if you'll excuse me, I am needed for a meeting with the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher." She began to walk away. "Oh, yes. The password is 'Tabula Rasa'." With that she turned on her heel and left. Ron was still standing there, still looking like a fish.

: "Ron!" I shook him. After a few seconds of shaking him he turned to me.

: "We.. we've got to...to share a...a...a common room." he said (sounding much like he did when he met Aragog). I rolled my eyes.

: "Oh would you stop being an immature prat!" I said pulling him by the collar towards the portrait. "Tabula Rasa."

: The portrait swung open revealing a small opening much like the one into Gryffindor Tower. I crawled through. Ron followed. My mouth dropped as I looked at the room. The walls were a deep red color with gold trim. The couch and the two armchairs were red and gold, heck, everything was red and gold. Over the fireplace was the Gryffindor crest. Next to the couch was a mini-refridgerator. Ron walked over and opened it.

: "Ron! You just finished eating dinner!"

: "So." he said, grabbing a cup of pudding. Honestly, he is a bottomless pit. I walked over to the two red doors to the right. One of them said 'Hermione Jane Granger' on it, and the other said 'Ronald Bililus Weasley'. Ron walked up behind me.

: "We have terrible names." he said, pushing a spoonful of pudding into his mouth.

: "My name is not terrible!" I said, but he saw the grin on my face. I hated my name, I truly did. Why couldn't my mum have given me a simple, ordinary name, like Sarah. I walked over to the door that had my name on it and pulled it open. Ron did the same with his. I gaped at the room. There was a beautiful maple queen sized bed with red and gold sheets, a maple dresser, and a maple vanity. It was beautiful. I walked over to the window. There was a beautiful view of the grounds. Ron walked in.

: "Wow, your room's nice too. I didn't expect them to look this nice."

: "Me either." I said. An awkward silence swept over us. We weren't used to being alone together. There was always either Harry, or Ginny, or someone else with us. He was staring at his feet, and I began pulling at my hair. "I guess I had better get changed." I said about ten minutes later. I had to break the silence.

: "Oh, right." he said, turning around and leaving to go back to his room, closing the door behind him. I opened my trunk and pulled out my pajamas: a baby blue camisole and long purple pants with baby blue cats on them. I pulled them on. I really had to go to the bathroom so I opened the door on the left. When I opened it I was surprised to find Ron in nothing but underwear standing in front of the sink brushing his teeth.

: "Oh, sorry!" I said and quickly closed the door behind me. My eyes were wide from shock. Since when did Ron have a six-pack? I pulled a book out of my trunk and walked out into the common room and sat on the couch. I began reading. I was exhausted, after a few minutes of reading I dozed off.




: "Hermione! Wake-up! We told Harry we'd meet him in the common room." said Ron.

: "Wha..what?" I asked. I was still halfway asleep. He walked over to me and began shaking me.

: "I sent an owl to Harry, and Ginny. They should be on their way. You don't want to be asleep when they get here do you?"

: "Oh..no, I don't." I sat up. Awkward silence swept over us again. Suddenly the portrait hole swung open. Harry and Ginny crawled through the hole.

: "Ron! You told them the password in a letter?!? It could have been intercepted!" I yelled at him. How could he be so stupid?

: "Well, I.. er... didn't think about that." he said, his ears turning red. I rolled my eyes and stood up. Harry and Ginny were gaping at the room.

: "It's beautiful, isn't it?" I asked. They both nodded.

: "Why don't the two of you stay tonight?" Ron asked quickly. Apparently he was afraid to be alone with me.

: "Yeah!" said Ginny quickly.

: "I dunno, we've got classes tomorrow.." Everyone rolled their eyes at me. "Fine. You two can stay."

: We all stayed up in the common room until eleven, when I had to make them go to bed. We all met in the common room ready to go down for breakfast. We crawled out of the portrait hole. Tommy yelled at us for waking him. A few minutes later we sat down at the Gryffindor table. I piled scrambled eggs onto my plate. I then pulled a goblet of pumpkin juice towards me. We sat in discussion for several minutes before Malfoy came over to our table. He sat down beside me.

: "What do you want, Ferret?" I snapped.

: "Well, I want to be a famous Seeker, a girlfriend who is excellent in bed...."

: "You are disgusting." I said, rolling my eyes. Thankfully McGonagall came by, handing us our schedules. I turned to Harry and Ron to see what their schedule were. After a few minutes Malfoy left. I turned back to my plate and began eating and drinking my pumpkin juice. We left to go to classes; Harry, Ron and I to Potions, and Ginny to Transfiguration.

:Snape was his usual evil to the Gryffindors (especially Harry). He took seventy-five points away before the class was over. He assigned us a two and a half foot report on the bezoar stone. Everyone groaned at this. We than headed off towards Transfiguration.

: "I'll meet you guys in class. I have to visit the girl's room." I said. They both nodded and went on to the classroom. I did my business and came out. I was about to walk around the corner to the classroom door when I felt two hands grab me around the waist and pull me into the nearest empty classroom...


: I tried to scream, but it wouldn't escape my throat. I kicked them, but they didn't flinch. I was finally able to turn my head enough to see my captor.

: "What are you doing, Malfoy?" I demanded. He let me go.

: "We need to talk." he said.

: I tried to open the door, but something was preventing me from touching it. "Let me out Malfoy!"

: "Not until we talk." he said, rather calmly.

: "Well, maybe I don't want to talk to a ferret like yourself!" I snapped. For some reason his eyebrows raised and he looked disappointed.

: "Well, your going to have to listen, or we both are staying in here until our bodies rot."

: I rolled my eyes. "Fine Malfoy, what do you want to talk about?"

: "Well.. actually I think there is a way to express this, that is better than words..." He said, smirking.

: "And what in the world would.." I was cut off by a pair of lips touching mine. I felt something go through my body like a bolt of electricity. Something made me kiss him back. His tounge brushed against my lips, begging for entrance. I let it in. Our tounges explored eachother's mouths for several minutes before we broke apart. We were both gasping for breath.

: "You're a better kisser than I thought, Granger." he said, smirking once again.

: I couldn't say anything. I was too confused. There was no way possible that I could have feelings for Malfoy, no way at all.

: "Well Granger, best be getting to class. Head Girl can't be caught skipping, now can she?"

: With that, Malfoy unlocked the door and walked out into the corridor. I stood there for several minutes before I got over the shock enough to walk out of the empty classroom and towards class.



: I walked into the Transfiguration classroom.

: "You're late Ms. Granger." Professor McGonagall said as soon as I entered.

: "Sorry Professor." I said, and quickly took my seat in between Harry and Ron.

: "Having a rough time of the month, eh?" Ron asked, grinning.

: "What?" I asked, bewildered.

: "You left us to go to the bathroom, right?" Ron asked, curiosity now filling his eyes.

: "Oh, yeah. That's what it was." I lied. I didn't pay attention during class, which was very unlike me. Instead, I was lost in thought.

: There is no way in Malfoy could like me. Could there? And what was it with me being happy about it? That certainly wasn't right! He's the ferret. I reminded myself. I do NOT like him.

: My thoughts were interupted by a stern voice.

: "Ms. Granger, could you show us an example of a proper use of the spell?" said Professor McGonagall.

: "Wha... yes Professor." I said, and headed to the front of the class. I had no idea what spell we were trying to learn. I looked around at everyone. They all had some sort of abnormalty to their appearances. They must be learning to do spells similar to that that Metamorphi's use. I pulled out my wand and whispered "Fargoria." My hair instantly turned straight. There were oos and ahs from the crowd.

: "Thank-you Ms. Granger. You may sit now." said McGonagall. I quickly found my way back to my seat. That was a close call.

: Ron was now staring at me strangely. "Ron? McGonagall is talking!" I whispered to him. He quickly turned his head back to McGonagall, though his ears were a beat red.




: Finally it was time for lunch. We all sat down and piled stuff onto our plates. Ron, as usual, had a plate full of food, and then filled it again. I heard a loud 'POP' as my hair turned back to its bushy self again. Shoot..

:After lunch we had Charms. As we entered Professor Flitwick was standing atop his pile of books as usual. As the Grffindors walked towards the side of the room they normally sat on, Crabbe tripped Neville, causing him to bump into Seamus, who bumped into Dean, who bumped into Lavender, who fell into Parvati. It was like a line of dominos.

: "That was really immature!" I snapped at Crabbe, as the rest of the Slytherins began to laugh. Harry, Ron, and I helped our fellow classmates up. We then took our seats, all the while glaring across the room at the laughing Slytherins.

: "Now, now students! That is not acceptable!" Came Professor Flitwick's squeaky voice. The Slytherins laughs lowered in volume, but continued all the same.

: We went on learning a new spell that would help you breathe underwater. Harry's only comment was "Where the heck was this spell in our fourth year?"

: "Now class, can anyone tell me how long before you go into the water that you need to cast the spell?"

: Before I could even get my hand in the air, Proffesor Flitwick called on Malfoy.

: "For best result, you must cast the spell exactly ten minutes before going into the water." Malfoy finished.

: "Very good Mr. Malfoy! Ten points for Slytherin!"

: I gaped at him. No one, and I mean NO ONE got an answer before me. NO ONE! When he noticed me staring at him, he smiled, yes not smirked, smiled at me and blew me a kiss. My eyes widend.

: "Who did he just blow a kiss at?" Ron asked, digustedly, looking behind us for anyone who looked remotely interested in Malfoy. I slid down into my seat slightly and continued trying to help Harry and Ron get their spells right (since I had already gotten it right).





: Since we had double charms, Professor Flitwick took us to the lake to see if our spells really worked. We all got looks of fear in our eyes at the thought of swimming with the giant squid.

: "Oh, Don't worry! The squid has been temporarily caged so that you will be able to swim safely. Now, Mr. Longbottom, why don't you go first, and then everyone else can join you." said Professor Flitwick.

: Neville's spell, sadly, didn't work. As soon as he hit the water he resurfaced. He was gasping for breath. All of the Slytherins laughed, and all of the Gryffindors helped him out of the water. He was lying next to the lake as we all got in. The cool water was refreshing compared to the sun bearing down on my back. I swam around for a few minutes before I actually went under. I felt my lungs fill with water, it scared me for a second, but then I remembered that that was supposed to happen. I looked around. I was surprised that I could see underwater. I swam around for about ten minutes, dodging my low classmates. I then noticed something bright shiny from behind a rock. My curiosity got the better of me, and I swam over to the rock.

: As soon as I was behind it, I felt two hands grab me around the waist. I didn't have to look at them to know who it was. Lips were placed against mine. Our tongues explored each other’s mouths. We would have kept kissing, but I heard a gasp come from behind me. I broke the kiss and looked around. Parvati Patil was swing away from us. I quickly took his hands from around my waist and swam after her. She wouldn't tell anyone, would she? What was I saying? Of course she would! Lavender and she are the gossip queens of the school! I followed her and had almost caught up to her, when she stopped, causing me to run right into her.

: Her eyes widened. I followed her gaze. In front of us, was the giant squid, and he didn't look too happy about being in a cage. He managed to break off three of the huge bars, leaving just enough room for him to squeeze through. Parvati screamed, and swam away with all of her might. I pulled out my wand and rattled my brain for a spell that would stop the squid.

: "Patrificus Totalus!" I yelled. To my surprise, it actually worked! The squids tentacles slapped together, and he grew ridged. I quickly swam away after Parvati towards land, all the while telling anyone that I met to get out of the water as soon as possible. Finally I made it to land, just as the spell was wearing off. I quickly looked around for Parvati. She was sitting right next to the lake, trying to catch her breath. When she saw me her eyes widened.

: "What happened?" She demanded.

: "I did a simple spell on it, and he stopped."

: "Oh, good.... WHY THE HELL WERE YOU SNOGGING MALFOY?!?!" She practically yelled.

: "Shhh..." I said, covering her mouth. "I don't know why, but, something just makes me want to kiss him."

: She gave me a look of confusion. "That makes no sense. There is no way you would ever care about that ferret." she whispered. I felt my heart being stabbed by hate of Parvati when she called him a ferret. "Besides, don't you care about Ron? I mean, after all of that work we did to come up with that plan to make him jealous of McLaggen last year, I thought you were pretty serious about him."

: "I know, I know. Please don't tell anyone about this, especially Ron and Harry! They'll disown me!" My eyes filled with tears at the thought of losing Ron and Harry.

: "Fine, I won't tell anyone. But if anything else happens between the two of you, I want to know, alright?"

: "Yeah, sure!" I said, relieved that she wasn't going to tell anyone about me and Malfoy kissing. We both got up, and made our way to where everyone else was standing. Parvati began to walk over to where Lavender was standing. I grabbed her arm, and raised my eyebrows.

: "Don't worry! I won't tell her about it!" She assured me, and walked over to Lavender. I began looking for Harry and Ron. They were standing a few yards away. I walked over to them. As I approached, Ron hit Harry in the arm they both stopped talking. Ron's ears went red.

:"Hi guys, what's up?"

: "Nothing." They both said, too quickly.

: "Okay..." I said, my curiosity growing.

: "Hermione, you're still wet." Ron pointed out, changing the subject. He looked me up and down while he said that. It freaked me out when guys did that, but all the same, Ron doing it makes me feel like I am pretty, even though I'm not.

: "What? Oh, yeah." I pulled out my wand and dried my robes. "That's better."

: "I don't believe that Parvati, that couldn't ever happen. Did it really happen, Hermione?" I heard the oh-so-familiar voice of Lavender Brown. I quickly turned around and gave an evil look at Parvati before I looked at Lavender. I guess I'll have to kill Parvati.

: "What do you mean?" I asked, innocently.

: "Oh, come on, you know what I'm talking about! Did the squid really get out of the cage and chase after you?"

: "Oh, yeah! It was terrifying!" I said, relieved that I wouldn't become a murderer, not today anyway.

: "Wow, that's amazing!" she said, and she and Parvati left the three of us alone again. Harry and Ron were looking at me wide-eyed. I quickly told them what happened (leaving out the parts about me and Malfoy of course!).

: "Wow, you are amazing!" said Ron. I felt my cheeks grow warm.

: "So, how did the spell go for you two?" I asked.

: "It went good." said Ron.

: "I still said they should have taught it to us before the Triwizard Tournament..." mumbled Harry. Ron and I laughed.

: Professor Flitwick assigned us a 10 inch essay on how the spell worked for us. There were groans from almost everyone. We then walked up to the castle for dinner. I sat down across from Ron, and Harry sat beside him. We piled food onto our plates and ate. When we finished, we made our way to the Head's common room.

: "Oh, shoot! I left my textbook out by the lake! I better go get it!" Harry said almost as soon as we entered the common room. My curiosity rose to a level that I didn't think it was possible for it to meet. Ron turned around to face me as soon as Harry was out of the room.

: "Hermione, we need to talk.... about... us."






: Ron's ears were now a maroon color, and he was staring at his feet.

: "What, er, what do you mean?" I asked, even though I knew exactly what he meant.

: "I mean...whe need to talk about... our feelings towards each other.." his ears were now darker that I had ever seen them. I felt my cheeks heat up, and I felt like I was going to faint.

: "Er..." was all I could manage to get out. I sat down on the couch to keep from collapsing onto the floor. Ron came and sat down right next to me, rather closely. Our knees were touching.

: "Hermione, I..." He obviously was very nervous. "well...." He grabbed my hands and held onto them. He was shaking from head to toe.

: "Yeah, Ron?" I felt my throat close up a little, causing me to breathe heavily.

: "Well... maybe this would be easier if I just gave you this..." He searched in the pocket of his robes for what felt like eternity, and l finally, he pulled out a little piece of folded parchment. He handed it to me, and quickly began examining his shoe laces. I unfolded the parchment, and recognized it instantly, as the corner off his notes for Transfiguration. My eyes then moved from left to right, reading it as fast as possible:


:::::: All these years we've been friends,
:::::: but I want more than that.
:::::: I've seen you with other guys,
:::::: and sat jealous, wishing I was him.

:::::: We've fought like cat and rat,
:::::: just to hide our true feelings.
:::::: We've had times where we didn't talk for days,
:::::: You don't know how much that broke my heart..

:::::: Well, I'm tired of that,
:::::: I want something more
:::::: I want you to be mine,
:::::: and I want to be yours..

:::::: So what do you say?
:::::: Will we be each other’s today,
:::::: or will we be apart?
:::::: I love you, so damn much
:::::: that I don't know what to do..
:::::: so tell me:
:::::: Do you love me too?...


: Oh... my....God! Since when did he write poetry? I felt my mouth drop. I looked up at Ron. He was now untying and re-tying his shoe, over and over again. Now, not only his ears, but his whole head matched his hair. I did the only thing I could think to do: I pulled him into the tightest hug ever. He wrapped his arms around me, and reached his hand up to stroke my hair. My nostrils filled with the smell of his cologne. I almost fell asleep in his arms.

: "So, what do you think of the poem?" He asked.

: "It was really sweet!" I said smiling. I wouldn't dare tell him that he was no Edgar Allan Poe.

: "So, er, what is your answer?" He asked.

: "What do you... oh, OH, yes, of course I do Ron!" I felt him grin against my face. I pulled away after a few minutes. "We better get started on our homework."

: "Oh, yeah.." He looked disappointed.

: "What did you think I was going to completely change, and not care about my studies?" I asked, trying my best not to smile.

: "Of course not, then you wouldn't be the girl that I fell in love with... Besides, if you did change, who would do my homework?" He grinned.

: I threw the couch cushion at him. His grin grew. "I was only kidding!"

: "No, you weren't." I said, grinning. " I'm going to go to the library, I'll be back in a little while." I kissed him on the cheek, his ears reddened more. I got up, grabbed my bag, and left the common room.

: Before I could even make it down the corridor, I ran into Harry.

: "What, are you so disappointed in his writing skills that you're running away?" Harry asked, with a grin on his face.

: "Ha, ha, very funny!" I said sarcastically, and rolled my eyes. " I'm going to the library to do my homework. "

: "Ah, well, I'm going to go and talk with Ron.. assuming you haven't left him unable talk..." Harry's grin grew.

: "Oh, you sicko!" I brushed past him, turning around at the end of the corridor to see him grinning at me.

: I made it to the library without running into anyone else. I sat down at my favorite table, right by the section on Muggle Artifacts. I pulled out a roll of parchment, a quill, and some ink, and began writing. I was almost finished when I felt two hands begin massaging my neck.

: "Oh, Ron." I said. All of the aches in my shoulders disappeared.

: "Sorry love, but I'm not Weaselby." I quickly pushed his arms off of my shoulders.

: "What do you want Malfoy?"

: "I think we've had this discussion before... just this morning in fact... I believe I said 'I want to be a famous Seeker, and a girlfriend who is...."

: "Oh, would you shut-up?" I said, and grabbed for my bag.

: "You're not going anywhere." he said with a smirk, grabbing my arm.

: "Watch me!" I pullled my arm away, and grabbed for my books.

: "Alright, I'll watch your ass as you walk away..." His smirk grew, and he looked me up and down. Great, another guy who cares about nothing but curves. Guys are such pigs.

: "You filthy pig!" I said, and ran out of the library as fast as I could.


Authors Note: Yes, I know, I can't write poetry to save my life. I figured Ron wouldn't be able to write poetry to save his life either, so I guess Ron and I are alike in that sense.




ahem. well, this is what I have written so far, shocking I know!