Hermione Got Hot

"Hermione Got Hot"

Chapter 2

"Ron, that was truly unnecessary," she said under a hushed breath. Harry shot her an uneasy look.

"What do you mean unnecessary!?" he said in an outrage. "That bastard doesn't know how to talk to a lady at all." He blushed fiercely realizing he had just called Hermione a lady inadvertently.

Harry let a small laugh slip through his mouth. It was funny, Ron going into near convulsions because Hermione thought he was being a bit too protective. Hermione and Ron loved each other, at least in a friendly way, Harry knew that for sure. 'It's going to be an interesting year,' he thought to himself.

"Look Ron, I'm a big girl and that sort of thing doesn't bother me. That's what boys do they talk bad about the girls they could never get." Hermione smiled at Ron. "I'm going to go up front and talk to Ginny for a bit," she said. Hermione opened the cart door and strolled away, closing it with a jolt.

Harry looked quizzically at Ron. "So when are you going to tell her you bloody git?"

"Tell her what?" asked Ron. "Tell her that she's an idiot for letting Malfoytalk to her that way, tell her that she looks like a tramp in those tight clothes. Did you see her uniform,she must have put a shrinking spell on it!"

Harry looked at Ron again. He laughed slightly. "What exactly are you playing at? You know very well that you are madly in love with her, why not just tell her Ron. I mean look at her, every guy in the school is going to be all over her this year. You better do it before it's too late."

"I couldn't take the rejection...." He trailed off and then realized he shouldn't have said that. "I mean, I don't like Hermione that way, she's...oh crap." He got all befuddled and Harry nearly laughed himself off of his seat.

"Complete git you are Ron Weasley." Harry laughed even louder, clutching his stomach tightly. He regained his composure slightly. "Just tell her Ron."

"I don't know what to say. You saw the fiasco with Fluer. Needless to say that didn't go so well. And what if she doesn't like me back? What then, tell me what to do because I couldn't take that type of rejection."

The door opened again. Hermione came back in. "We should be at Hogwarts in an hour or so." Hermione looked at the two of them. "Did I miss something?" They were both staring at her chest again. "Honestly you two, I have eyes. You could look into them when I talk."

Harry got up and stretched, "I'm going to the toilet, be back in a bit," he winked at Ron. Harry left the compartment eyeing Ron heavily to make sure he got the hint. As the door slammed Ron looked to Hermione with a pleading sigh.

"What's wrong Ron?" she asked in a caring tone. He looked as though he were going to cry. "Are you ill?" He shook his head furiously.

"No, I have something to ask you Hermione." He seemed to lose his train of thought for a bit and she bid him to continue. "Um, you see. I've been thinking about you all summer long and..." he stopped. "You have been on my mind for a while now and I think..." he stopped again, apparently very confused.

"Ron, are you trying to tell me that you like me?" she asked. He didn't have time to reply, "Because I well, I like you a lot and I was planning to tell you this year."

Ron's mouth fell open. "You mean, you like me too, like me like me, you know the way that Harry likes Cho." He smiled with delight when she nodded, he was happy again.