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Title<\/b>: The Truth About Weasleys [Ron\/Hermione]
\nRating\/Warnings<\/b>: PG-13 for post-coital arguing.
\nSummary<\/b>: After sleeping with Ron, Hermione finds out about unexpected consequences.
\nAN<\/b>: Like the first HP i ever wrote. It’s terrible, really. Except for the invention of the Quaffle Waffle.<\/p>\n
The Truth About Weasleys<\/b><\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Cor,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron gasped out when he could get a breath again.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Wow,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hermione responded, equally stupefied.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153If I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d have know that\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s what Percy\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s been going on about all this time,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron wheezed, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I would have bonked you senseless when we were Third Years, Hermione Granger.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
BONKED me senseless?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hermione managed to sound indignant while unable to take a deep breath. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t you use a more romantic term?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Like what?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron asked.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Like\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6like\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hermione grasped for words, but her brain was occupied with restoring her primary motor functions. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll be in trouble when my neurons start firing their synapses properly again,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d she promised instead. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153What did we just do?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153We have slept together,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron announced with flourish.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Oh, damn, that means we\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve crossed the Line for sure,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hermione sighed. Ron started to giggle. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153What?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d she demanded.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Nothing,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron answered, trying to suppress the giggles, but laughing harder.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Ronald Weasley, you tell me what you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re on about this instant!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hermione said imperiously.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know the HALF of it!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron finally broke down into gales of laughter. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re worried about that silly Line business, and here you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re a Weasley already!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153What do you mean?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hermione sat up and narrowed her eyes. She punched Ron in the arm when he couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t stop laughing long enough to look her in the eye. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153What do you mean, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m a Weasley already?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Well,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron gathered himself enough to speak, but couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t stop the ends of his words from having funny up-turns that sounded suspiciously like stealth giggles, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s just that once you sleep with a Weasley, you become one.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I haven\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t become anything!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hermione protested. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m still me, Hermione Granger!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Hermione Weasley pretty soon,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron savored the name. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153That sounds pretty good, doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t it? It sort of rhymes\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Ron, just because I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve slept with you doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t mean I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m marrying you,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hermione\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s voice began to carry a shrill edge. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I mean, you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve deflowered me, not proposed!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Not yet,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s grin didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t dim at all. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m taking things slow.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Hermione\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s mouth worked for several moments before she could make any sounds come out.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Ronald Weasley,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d she finally choked out, voice gone slightly feral, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153if you do not explain yourself fully in the next thirty seconds, I will petrify you and apparate you in to McGonagall\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s office\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6exactly\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6as\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6you are!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s very simple,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron replied soothingly, seemingly unperturbed both by Hermione\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s telepathic threat to wring his neck and the idea of wowing the head of their house with his unclothed glory. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Once you have slept with a Weasley, that Weasley is the last person you ever sleep with. It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s just the way things are.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153This is daft!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hermione exclaimed. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t be serious!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Ron shrugged, the implication clear.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You mean to tell me that no woman, in the history of Weasleys, has ever slept with someone else after sleeping with a Weasley?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hermione asked critically.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s not just the women,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron nodded. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Men aren\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t immune either. That\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s why Weasleys don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t go in for same sex experimentation much, makes things a bit awkward later on.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d He paused. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Well, except for Bill. Frightfully lucky he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s aces at breaking curses.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Nobody?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hermione demanded. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t even believe I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m asking you this, it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s so daft! What about all those girls Fred and George have had! Do you think they\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll just be following them around for the rest of their lives?!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Fred and George haven\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t done anything they say they have,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron waved her off. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153They\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re not stupid. You have to be sure before you take the big step, you know.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Sure of what?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hermione wondered why she was still asking questions as if this was a real problem.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153That you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve got the right person,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron spoke a little slower as if Hermione was the one who was daft. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I had an uncle who went round sleeping with whoever he pleased, he had women phoning him all hours of the night, breaking into his flat, ugly business that. It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s a big responsibility.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153A big responsibility!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hermione screeched, momentarily forgetting Ron was obviously being ridiculous just to drive her round the bend. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You weren\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t being so responsible with me, were you then?!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Aha, but I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m sure,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron answered evenly. Hermione uttered an inarticulate cry of rage and flung herself out of the bed.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I refuse to stay and listen to this\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6this\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6BUNK any longer!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d she declared, so loudly that Ron was positive every other Gryffindor in the tower could hear her. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m leaving!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Fight it if you want,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron called after her as she stormed out of the room. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153It won\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t help!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153AAAAGGGHH!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hermione screamed back. Ron relaxed back onto his pillow, firm in the notion that she\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d come round sooner or later. He contemplated the ceiling and indulged in a brief iconic memory flash of Hermione above him, blocking his view of the ceiling.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Her-mi-o-NEE,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he said, reflecting on the sound. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Her-mi-o-NEE Wee-sal-LEE\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
* * * * * * <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You really did it?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry asked, glancing around to make sure no one else at breakfast could overhear. Ron flushed, but nodded. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153What was it like?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry demanded.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153It was FANTASTIC,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron admitted, blushing darker. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153It was like\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6like\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Like what?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry pressed.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Do you remember when the Whomping Willow was pounding the hell out of the car and tossing us all about?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron asked.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Ye-es,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry answered slowly.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153It was kind of like that, only good.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153It was what?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry asked, but was interrupted by a slamming door and a barely coherent voice.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153THIS IS UNCONSCIONABLE!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Harry whipped his head around to see Hermione thundering towards them in a black rage. Ron went on calmly eating his cereal. She thrust a letter in his face.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You TOLD your MOTHER?!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d she shouted. People nearby began to edge away slowly.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Course not,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron answered calmly, smoothing out the letter on the table so he could read it. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I haven\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t talked to her in days.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Then why did she send me an OWL about it this morning?!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hermione demanded. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153How long did you wait to owl her after I left the room, ten whole minutes?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153That\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s daft,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron pointed to the letter. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Says right here you popped up on her clock this morning, the one that tells her where we all are.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Why\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6would I be\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6on the CLOCK?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hermione\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s words were very deliberate.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Hermione,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron said patiently. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve already told you, you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re a Weasley now. Or you will be soon enough at any rate, that clock never was good with details\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153STOP SAYING THAT!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hermione shrieked. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I REFUSE to believe that there is NOBODY who hasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t ever slept with somebody else POST-WEASLEY!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s the truth,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron shrugged, handing her the letter back and reaching for a piece of toast. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Ask my mum if you want.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t possibly tell me,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hermione jabbed a finger into Ron\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s chest, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153that your mother has never ONCE, in decades of marriage, even THOUGHT about sleeping with somebody other than your father!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Well, honestly, Hermione, why\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d you think there\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s so many of us?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron asked.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6you\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re a CURSE!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hermione spluttered. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re a PLAGUE! A plague of WEASLEYS!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Hermione stormed out of the dining hall like a hurricane, heedless of people or furniture in her path.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Aren\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t you worried about that?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry asked incredulously as Ron went back to placidly buttering his toast.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Not really,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron shrugged. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153My dad said not to worry about it, they always freak out a bit at first. She\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll come round.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Maybe you should\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve tried telling her before you slept together,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry cast another glance at the doorway Hermione had barreled through.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I had a great-uncle who was keen on that idea,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron said reflectively. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Died a virgin, sad case. Pass the jam, would you?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
There was silence for several moments, except for Ron chewing.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You know, Hermione Weasley sounds rather nice,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry said thoughtfully.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Mmm,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron agreed, mouth full. He swallowed. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153It rhymes.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
* * * * * *<\/p>\n
Ron wandered into the Gryffindor common room to find Harry buried in a book in his favorite chair.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You seen Hermione?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he asked, tapping Harry on the shoulder.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153No, she still isn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t speaking to us,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry shook his head, putting down the book.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153She\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s not speaking to you now either?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron raised an eyebrow.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I let it slip that I knew about the Weasley thing,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry shrugged sheepishly. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153If it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s any consolation, I think she\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s madder at me now than you.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Thanks, glad you were finally good for something,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron teased.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Seriously, Ron,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry pushed his glasses back up his nose, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153she\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s still really angry, I think you might want to give her a couple more days.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t help it,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron shook his head. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153The last three days have been the longest in recorded history. If she doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t start speaking to me again soon, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll go off my trolley! Besides, you think Hermione\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s scary, you should\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve seen my mum when my dad broke the news.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153What did she do?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry asked.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153She broke my dad\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s nose,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron related with relish. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Then she refused to be in the same room with him for a week, until finally he cornered her in the Gryffindor common room.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153What happened then?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s interest was thoroughly peaked.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153She leapt over the couch at him in a rage! My mum throws a mean wobbly.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m surprised she didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t kill him!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry was starting to wonder why Ron was enjoying this story so much, when clearly it presaged his own demise.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Not hardly,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron laughed. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153In fact, they ended up shagging pretty much on the spot!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Really?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry glanced around. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Are you telling me that your parents\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6in this room?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Ron leaned over Harry and grinned ferally.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Right in this very chair you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re so fond of slouching in,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he announced slowly, enjoying every syllable as the horror grew on Harry\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s face.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153AAGH!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry leapt out of the chair, pushing a snickering Ron out of his way. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153That\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s not funny!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Like fun it isn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron continued chortling at his expense. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Any road, if you don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t see me later, assume Hermione stabbed me with her wand and pop by the infirmary.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I know your dad didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t roger your mother in this chair!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Harry called after him, bending over to pick up his book where it had fallen to the floor. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Ron! Ron?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Harry glanced at the chair. Then sat on the couch.<\/p>\n
* * * * * *<\/p>\n
Ron eyed the Forbidden Forest. He knew Hermione was in there. He knew exactly where she was, because it was the last place he would ever want to be, which was exactly what Hermione was counting on to avoid him.<\/p>\n
Hermione had clearly underestimated the Weasley Chivalrous Streak. Especially in combination with the Weasley Uncontrollably Hormonal Streak.<\/p>\n
Ron glanced around to make sure nobody was watching him enter the Forest, and heaved a sigh as he trudged within the trees. The Forest was better by day, but not by much. He tried to banish all thoughts of the clearly increasing spider population as he went deeper into the forest, the dense trees swallowing most of the sunlight.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Bloody Aragog and his ruddy spiders,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron grumbled, clutching his collar tight lest a wayward spider drop down his shirt. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Should have never told that girl where the damn giant spider lair was\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6knew that\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d come back to bite me in the arse\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
He had gone so far into the Forest he thought he might be wrong about Hermione\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hiding place by the time he actually found her. He had to admit, Hermione had more plums than he did: she was sitting on a fallen log within shouting distance of Aragog\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s lair. There were only two things that could have made Ron return this close to the spot where he and Harry had nearly been spider snackies; the other was having a shot at feeding Draco Malfoy to Aragog personally.<\/p>\n
Trying not to betray his calm exterior, he sat down on the log beside Hermione in what he hoped was a nonchalant yet repentant sort of way. He let several moments go by to see whether Hermione was going to speak. She wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t, but she didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t strangle him either, so he tentatively marked one down for the positive column.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I know you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re really angry with me,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he started, stealing a glance to see if she was listening. She didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t say anything, but tilted her head towards him slightly. Encouraged, Ron went on. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153And you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve got every right to be. But, honestly, Hermione, the real reason you should be angry is because I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve really explained all this very badly. It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s not a curse or something, it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s more like\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6like being a precog.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153How,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hermione finally spoke, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153is me sleeping with nobody else for the rest of my life like you being a precog?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Steady now, Ron thought to himself, she\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s nibbling, you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve just got to reel her in.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153The thing about it is,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he explained, trying to keep the hope out of his voice, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Weasleys just know when they meet the one. Immediately. We don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t fool around with that \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcwhat if I meet someone better\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 bunk. We know in that first split second that it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s either going to be them or nobody.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
There was a pause.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re telling me,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Hermione said slowly, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153that you fell in love with me the day we met on the Hogwarts train as First Years?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153No, I fell in love with you when you stayed up all night teaching me to do banishing charms properly to pass my exam,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron clarified. Hermione flushed a little. Reel her in, Ron. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153What I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m saying is that I knew I would eventually fall in love with you that first day.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Hermione said nothing in reply, she just stared out into the forest, kicking her leg against the log lightly.<\/p>\n
Almost there, Ron. Time for the big guns.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Look, I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t expect you to stop being angry just like that,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Ron strove to sound humble, and thought he did a fairly good job. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I just thought you deserved to have things explained a bit better. And I have something for you.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Ron took one of Hermione\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hands and slipped something into it.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know if you knew, but Bill\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s managed to get himself engaged somehow. That\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s his fianc\u00c3\u00a9e\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s name and address. I thought you might want to talk to someone a bit more\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 impartial. So if you want to owl her, she said she\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d love to talk to you.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Hermione flicked a quick glance at Ron that he couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t quick read, but sort of felt intuitively that it might have been a good sign.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll just leave you alone again then,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he said in closing. He kissed Hermione\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cheek quickly and slid off the log. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Er\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6if you aren\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t going to hate me forever, could you start speaking to me again rather soon? You can yell, or whatever, it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s just that the silence is absolutely unbearable.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Ron turned to leave, purposefully taking his steps as quietly as possible so he could hear if\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6wait, it just might be\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6<\/p>\n
Ron heard Hermione uncrinkle the paper behind him and resisted the urge to do a quidditch victory dance back to Hogwarts. Although Fred and George had taught him a rather nice one called \u00e2\u20ac\u0153The Quaffle Waffle.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n