Of Unresolved Sexual Tension

She was yelling at him again. Ron almost wished he knew why, but knowing Hermione, her explanation would confuse him even more. One thing he never understood about her is why she had to make everything so goddamned difficult. Things were much simpler in reality. If she was mad, then get to the point and tell him why she was mad, not yell at him for a million other rather vague things that may or may not be connected to it.

"Hermione," he said, interrupting her current tirade.

Her eyes flashed, and he took the time to notice that her cheeks were flush and pink, and that with the deep calming breaths she was taking her chest was heaving rather nicely.

He tore his eyes away from her chest when she seemed to have calmed down.

"You're bloody difficult," her told her matter-of-factly.

Hermione's lips parted slightly in indignation. Harry, who happened to be sitting across from him, chuckled and got up.

"Where do you think you're going?" she snapped at him.

Harry smiled and shook his head at her. "Will you two just snog already?"

Ron and Hermione were too surprised to respond

"Yeah," Ginny agreed, getting up from her place near the fire with Harry, "all this unresolved sexual tension between you two is starting to irritate me. I'm beginning think that Harry and Malfoy would have an easier time shagging in a broom closet than you two would just holding hands..." she trailed off at the look on Harry's face.

"Oh, come off it, Harry. You know I don't mean anything by it."

Ron was too disgusted by the images in his head to speak.

Hermione was the first one to break the silence. "Nonsense," she scoffed.

"You..." Harry tried to say something, but his voice did not seem to be cooperating.

Ginny raised an eyebrow at him and smirked.

"You called me a slut!" Harry said, scandalized. "For Malfoy!"

"Oh, hush, Harry. Nobody's calling you a slut, but you have to admit, there's a lot of UST between you and Malfoy," Ginny said, wriggling her eyebrows suggestively.

"You don't do that very well," Harry said as he watched her strange eyebrow movement.

Ginny frowned.

"Aren't you two going out?" Ron asked them

They both stared at him.

"Yeah. So?" Ginny said nonchalantly. "I'd like to see Malfoy try and take Harry away from me... Unless, of course, I'm-"

Harry swiftly silencio'd her and dragged her out of the common room.

"See you!"

Hermione turned to look at Ron. She was still shaking her head at the strange exchange when Ron leaned over and kissed her. She quickly shoved him away.

"What was that for?" she asked, her face turning a bright pink.

Ron gave her a goofy smile. "I had to get rid of the image of Malfoy and Harry snogging out of my head somehow."

Hermione look at him, aghast, for a moment. After he started to chuckle she swatted his shoulder.

"Ronald Weasley!" she admonished.

Still laughing, Ron captured her hands in his. "They're right, you know," he told her in a half-whisper.

Hermione's eyes fluttered shut for a moment. She smiled. "I know."

Ron held her chin and gently tilted her head up. They stared at each other briefly.

Ron kissed her again. This time Hermione let him.