Ron Weasley's Fan Fiction

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"I think we were right about here" said Ron, as he slightly leaned over to kiss Hemione softly on her tender lips. He pulled her in close to his body, taking in all that was wonderful in the world. The two remained in their embrace for a few more minutes, until Hermione broke away.

"Ron, its late," she said. "We really should get back to bed. I don't know if I can really trust Malfoy to keep his mouth shut. Plus, I have quite a few exams to take tomorrow."

"Okay. I'll walk you back up to your dormatory door, then go back to sleep myself." He took her hand and led her out of the room and back up the spiral staircase. "Good night, Hermione, my heavenly pixie," he said, as Hermione giggled and blushed.

"Good night, to you too, Ron," she replied, "my magical fairy!" And the two cracked up as Ron playfully tickled her.

"Hey, what are you two doing out of bed?" asked Ginny, who had gotten up to use the restroom, and was now coming back to her dorm.

"Er-- we were just.. um.." they both stumbled to find the right words.

"Are you two... oh my goodness.. Ron, are you and Hermione, you know, together?"

Hermione and Ron looked at each other wondering whether or not they should tell Ginny about their secret love affair. Hermione raised her eyebrows, as Ron noded his head, saying "Yes we are Ginny."

"But please don't tell anyone!" Hermione pleaded. "If anyone finds out that we're together, they might start suspecting things..."

"Like what?" Ginny asked. "Oh-- are you saying that you two were the ones in the Prefects' Bathroom that one night?!"

"Yah, Ginny, BUT DON'T TELL ANYONE!!" Ron shouted.

"Quiet! You'll wake up somebody else!" said Hermione.

"Sorry. But Ginny, promise you won't tell! Not even Fred or George or Mum.. especially Mum!"

"Well-- okay." Then she added, with a grin, "But what are you going to give me to keep it secret?"

"The love of a brother and friend," Hermione responded, also joking. "Now get into your dorm and go back to sleep!"

And, gratefully for Ron and Hermione, Ginny left to go back to her bed.

"We should really get to bed now, Ron."

"Yah. Well, goodnight." And they shared a quick kiss. Hermione went into her dorm and shut the door. Ron started walking back to his dormatory when he heard a familiar voice.

"Ron Wheezy is liking Hermione Granger?"

"DOBBY! What the hell are you doing up here?!" Ron whispered rather loudly.

"Dobby came to see what the comotion was. Dobby heard noises and wanted to make sure no one is hurt. Is Ron Wheezy okay?"

"Yes, Dobby, I'm fine.. now leave."

"Is Dobby not to tell that Ron Wheezy kisses Hermione Granger?"

"NO!! Don't tell ANYONE Dobby! That's a secret!" Ron was now talking rather loud.

"Why should Dobby not tell?"

"Because if Dobby tells, Dobby will be punished!"

"Yes sir." said Dobby, as his head wilted so his nose almost drug on the floor.

Ron again started making his way back to his bed, and this time he made it. As soon as his head hit the pillow, he drifted off into a deep, dreamy sleep.

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Ron found himself in a beautiful green pasture which he thought he remembered as one near the Burrow. There were little daffodils and sparkly butterflies fluttering all around. He felt tired, so he lay down in the long grass, which was swaying in the wind like an ocean. He looked up at the sky and admired the clouds going by. There was one that looked like a snitch; one that looked like a couldren; even one that looked somewhat like the head of a house elf. Then there was one that resembled Hermione, down to the little dimple on her cheek. Ron stared up at this cloud, as it seemed to not be moving. How close this cloud was to the actual girl; light, swift, and as close to Heaven as someone can get without actually being there. Ron thought he must have been looking at it so long that he was now envisioning the real Hermione up in the sky, but then she said to him, "Whatchya lookin' at?" with a smile and a playful jab to his stomach.

"Just the most beautiful girl in the universe." Hermione blushed. She then joined him on the soft grass, laying her head on his chest and putting her arms around him. The two just lay together, breathing in sync, their two souls so close together. One of the butterflies had landed right in front of Hermione's eyes; at closer inspection, Ron saw that these weren't butterflies, but small fairies. Very pretty, he thought, but nothing compared to my girl.

He started to lightly and slowly trace his fingers around her back. Hermione then took his other hand in her own, then kissed it softly in a few different places. She lifted up her head then to meet his, and placed her lips upon his. She readjusted her body so it was easier to do so, and Ron could feel her body pressed onto his. The two continued to kiss, every once in a while exchanging glances. He took his hand off her back and started to comb through it, holding her head every now and then. Ron then drew away and asked if it was okay to take off Hermione's shirt. She nodded. He removed his hand from her hair and the other from her hand, slipped them up her blouse, and raised it over her head. She was a beautiful creature, and he loved every inch.

Thinking it was fair, and that Hermione probably wouldn't mind, he ever so slightly rolled so that he was on top of her, and removed his own shirt. They were making love, and enjoying every minute of it. After a few minutes, Hermione said "Put your hands on me, Ron." Although this puzzeled Ron for a moment, he only came up with one thing that could mean this. He slowly glided his hand along her figure and rested it on her chest. The moment was magical. Hermione was perfect.

The two stayed in their embrace for some time, then just stopped and lay in the grass. The sun was now going down, casting shades of purple, pink, and yellow across the sky. The clouds were now mere streaks across the sky, reflecting the rainbow of colour. Hermione again laying on Ron's chest, he just held her close to him. Nothing could ruin this moment for him. He felt his eyes getting heavy. He couldn't keep them open any longer...

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Ron awoke early in the morning with a smile upon his face. The dream he'd just awaken from was the best dream he'd ever had. Although the sun was just coming up, he went to the bathroom that was hooked up with his dormatory and took a shower. He then got dressed, grabbed his books and went to sit down by the door of Hermione's room. He couldn't wait to see her again.