Forever

     Forever

     Lost

Ron was standing in front a house. He was nervous. Today was the day he would share his true feelings with someone. He walked up and rang the doorbell. For a few moments, it seemed he had worked up all his nerve for nothing. As he started to turn away, he heard a soft click behind him. He turned around to find himself face to face with Hermione Granger.

    Ron found himself lost for words as he gazed at her. She had long wavy curly brown hair, beautiful blue eyes, and wore a smile so dazzling it could make a blind man stop. She was wearing a bright pink dress, and he could smell the scent of perfume in the air.

     “Ron?” said Hermione bringing him abruptly down to Earth.

     “Hermione,” Ron stuttered,”um I was wondering if you’d like to go for a walk?”

     “I’d love to, but can you wait a second. I’m sorry I have GOT to get out of these heels!”

     “Sure,” said Ron

     He was worried now. She was all dressed up. Did she already have a mate? If she was, was she there earlir? These questions and more flooded Ron’s head through what seemed like an invisible dam. He was most worried about making a fool of himself in front of her. What if she didn’t return his feelings?

He was stifling hot. It was a mid July day and he had worn his best muggle clothes (a pair of khakis and a long sleeved red shirt).

     In what seemed like a second, Hermione was standing in the doorway looking at him as if in a dream.

     “Shall we?” beckoned Ron in a voice that made Hermione go into a fit of giggles.

     They walked a near quarter mile to the park and went to the pond. Under the shade of an old Willow, a non-whomping one, they sat and talked for a bit.Hermione turned to look out over the water. Ron watched her. He found it was harder to breathe as he gazed at her in all her beauty.

     “God what am I thinking?” he thought to himself, “She’ll never go with me. She’s so beautiful. I’m just a freckle faced, tall skinny loser! Oh, but I must try! I would never forgive myself if I didn’t, and just let her walk off to someone else!

     “Hermione?” he said, he could feel his face going red.

She spun around so gracefully with that smile.

     “Hermione, there’s something that I’ve wanted to tell you for a long time. He felt it getting easier as he went along. “When I first started to know you, I knew I liked you. I just wasn’t brave enough to say it. But last year at Hogwarts when you nearly died I was so afraid , I wished it was me on the floor suffering the pain of Malfoy’s curse. I knew right then that I loved you. I love you with all my heat. I breathe you, I see you, Hell ,I even hear you. ALL THE TIME! I go to bed at night and I wonder if you’re feeling okay. Then fall asleep and dream about you! I love you Hermione!

     All this came in such a rush, he wondered whether she just smack him and walk away.

     But no such thing happened. Instead, she looked at Ron and started to weep. Not sad tears but joyful, and she was trying to smile. Ron however missed the part where they were happy tears and asked her did she hate the thought that much.

     “Ron, she said through streams of tears, “thank God you finally came out with it! I have loved you since that first year on the train, yes even though I was a total brat. That was simply because I like you. Last year after my recovery, I tried to look more worried about my grades and how many N.E.W.T’s but I could not keep my mind off of you. Now that were out of Hogwarts I don’t even have any bookwork to take my mind ff of you, unless you count taking orders at Flourish and Blott’s. God, when I heard from Harry that you were coming over to tell me something important, I hoped it was that. That’s why I got all dressed up, so you would see me in a god state and take a liking to me!”

     At the words Ron’s heart filled with a joy so immense, he thought his heart might burst at any moment.

     “So that’s a yes then?” he asked stupidly.

     “Of course its ayes!” cried Hermione.

The next thing Ron knew they were in her house, on the couch, adoring each other.

     “Hermione” said Ron, “you didn’t have to dress up for me. I would still love you if you were wearing tatty old ancient robes. I love you.

     “I’m so glad you said yes, cause my world seemed so lost, but now I know I’m found. It’s always been that way with you Hermione, and it always will be. I promise!”

     After these words there faces slowly inched forward and their lips locked in a gentle but powerful kiss. It was as if fireworks had exploded in Ron’s head, there seemed to be no ground, no time just here and now, Hermione and him.

    “Wow!” exclaimed Ron after they broke apart.

     The next thing he knew they were making out, an did not come up for air until long past dark.

     Ron looked at the clock and started. They had been together for 7 hours! Hermione seemed to look at the clock too.

     “Damn-it!” she exclaimed.

     “Was I that bad?” questioned Ron worriedly.

     “No. Ron you couldn’t ever be bad. It’s just that I have to get to Flourish and Blotts to get the inventory stocked again. We keep running out of “Grinheimer’s Guide to Magical Defense”. I wish I could stay here forever!”

     “I’ll come with you,” said Ron, “I’ll come with you down to Diagon Alley. I have to get some more robes and quills any way.

     “Oh thank you Ron. You shouldn’t go through all this trouble for me. I know you’ve got to get to the Mis-use of Muggle Artifacts Office for work tomor-” but before she was finished Ron cut her off.

     “I don’t have to be in till noon tomorrow because of all the overtime I’ve been putting in.

     “Well thank you” said Hermione, and they left her house to go to Diagon Alley.