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i want the peace ronarry shippers have

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A/N : I think this fic took the least amount of time, despite the fact its not actually too bad a size for a one shot, sooo…. uh yay

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Hermione’s day was going, in a word, poorly.  

Very poorly

She couldn’t fall asleep until 3 am, So she automatically didn’t want to get up. Almost any other Saturday she’d be able to stay in bed a few more hours, but today was a Hogsmeade weekend. Not only that, but today she’d get to see Ron.

As she did get up She realized it was quite cold, she had forgotten a warming charm last night and her wand was almost across the room. 

fun.

She got up and dressed, and left for the common room to study a bit before the Hogsmeade trip

And then, of course, on the second to last step, 

She tripped.

She hit the floor and bent her wrist an odd way, nothing bad, but she was still in pain, Though more embarrassed than anything. 

Luckily there were only a few people in the common room and gladly were mature enough to either stiffle their laughter or they didn't find it funny.

”You alright, Hermione?” A sixth year girl asked

“Yes—fine.” Hermione answered as she got up and picked up her books

She walked over to her Favorite chair and sat down, opened a book, and started reading up on a subject of Transfiguration that she was oddly enough, having trouble with.

She couldn't get it.

So she went from annoyed to angry in the span of 30 Minutes, As a result of that, she couldn’t focus.

A couple more people came downstairs and one other Seventh year Girl asked Hermione

“Hey, I don’t mean to bother you, but do you get this?”

And of course it was exactly what she didn't get.

She was already pissed about how people always labeled her as the line for something being hard. It's like if Hermione doesn't get it on the first try, people label it as impossible.

She calmed herself down before answering and said “No. sorry.” She didn't mean for it to still sound so cold but it did. That was bad enough before someone else asked her the exact same thing about the exact same subject. 

“No— I don’t, Sorry.” She said, quite tense

It seemed as though everyone came downstairs in a pack about to leave for 

Hogsmeade so Hermione kept her eye out for Ginny as they were planning to walk together, Ginny was about the last person downstairs before They all left.

“Hey, sorry i'm late, Julia took forever in the shower,” Ginny said as she rolled her eyes 

“Oh. Okay— Whatever.” Hermione said as she tried not to get angry at the both of them

Although apparently it came out wrong Because Ginny said “Wake up on the wrong side of the bed and fall into a pit of sticks?”

“Very funny,” Hermione said before she Recapped Her morning to Her. Then added “I think I have bad luck this morning.”

“I thought you didn't believe in luck and stuff like that?”

“Not sure anymore.” Hermione said with a short laugh

“Maybe you used up all your luck this week.”

“What on earth could that mean?”

“Maybe the fact that Ron and Harrys Auror training break lines up perfectly with our Hogsmeade weekend?”

Hermione contemplated. “Fair, but still, Ron said Your Guys’ Mum wants to see him first and somehow Harry managed to get out of it So I won't even get to see Ron until later!”

Ginny took a moment Before saying “So you're mad about having to be a third wheel for about an hour?” 

“Maybe? I think I'll just spend some time alone before He gets here though.”

Ginny made an Mkay sound and it was fairly quiet the rest of the walk. 

Hermione and Ginny parted when Hermione saw a New-ish bookstore in Hogsmeade, And she wanted to go check it out.

There was a short line to get in and Hermione figured it'd move quickly, it was a bookstore anyway. She stood there for 10 minutes and the person in front of her was moving very slowly, there wasn’t even anyone in front of him anymore. 

She got angry again.

She looked around for nothing specific but did find something that caught her eye so she went to the desk to buy it, almost everyone in front of her had five books or more and there was only one person in the store who was running from helping customers to checking them out which was quite a process when there was a long line.

She had been in the line Almost Thirty minutes now, and the line was hardly moving, she really didn’t want to spend the entirety of this trip in this bookstore (which felt utterly ridiculous of her to think)

So she put the book back and left.

Now, despite the fact it was -4 degrees, she needed to cool down. 

That's how mad she was.

so she got an idea. steering off of hogsmeade, she made her way up a hill, felt that the snow was soft, and let herself fall into it in a starfish-like position.

Common sense told her that this was a bad idea, that she could get frostbite or something, but it felt good actually.

she didn't know how long she was there until she heard Harry's voice “What is she doing?” Hermione guessed Ginny gave a shrug before saying “It seems she needed to cool down figuratively, so she’s now a starfish in the snow, literally.”

“I still feel like punching someone.” Came Hermione's muffled voice from the snow

“Why did you need to cool down?” Harry asked

“Multiple things” Hermione said, still muffled

“I wouldn't press it.” Ginny advised to harry in a loud whisper

“Hermione, Hermione, Hermione” Ginny and Harry said as they jumped around her.

“Hermione, Hermione, Hermione”

Hermione was now smiling, but she would never admit it.

“Hermione, Hermione, Hermione,” A third person joined in,

“Hm, I like that voice,” Hermione said, turning her head.

“Hey, love,” Ron said.

“Hi,”

“If you still feel like punching someone, Let it be one of them.” 

Hermione laughed, a sort of laugh Ron could only make her sound.

He helped her up and her arms flung around his neck to hug him.

“I missed you.” Hermione said quietly 

“I missed you too.”

Just as she was about to give him a kiss, a snowball flew across their view. 

“Damn it! I missed!” Ginny said angrily.

Ron gave Hermione a far-too-fast-for-her-liking kiss, and used his wand to send about a dozen snowballs toward Ginny and Harry

“Hey, Those could’ve knocked me over!” Ginny Yelled.

“That’s the point!” Ron yelled back, Before Harry began yelling as well “Why’d you throw them at me?! She was the one who threw the one at you!”

“Because you are far too associated with her for my liking.” Ron answered sportively 

They all laughed, and as they tried to pelt each other with snowballs, Hermione Remembered just how lucky she really was to have all of this, to have all of them.

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“a certain hatred.”

A/N : So, i’m going to try to write and actually post my fics more, just because I absolutely ADORE pre-one-year-but-post-war-romione and i can’t find many fics like that so i’m gonna just give it to you and that’ll fulfill me so yay !! this takes place like december 1998, christmas holidays, this story isn’t ROMIONE-romione but it’s still romione. the ending is sorta awkward but idk what do to about it lol, maybe i’ll change it later or something

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“Oh my— UGH!— I Hate her!”

Hermione was in a certain mood. hatred to be exact.

“Good morning to you too.” Ron said.

“Oooh, who do you hate?” George asked, He never seemed to be into gossip, but he had to admit, once in a while it was fun.

“Rita Skeeter!” She answered angrily, Sitting down beside Ron.

“Why?” George inquired

“She got her job back somehow, and started creating rumors again!” She said, pointing at the headline of the daily prophet. ‘Harry Potter and Hermione Granger, Possible secret relationship? trouble with the trio?’

George didn’t look that surprised. This had happened in His sixth year, and Both Harry and Hermione Were very clearly mad about it.

“Wait, at one point she didn’t have a job?”

“Yes. Thanks to me.”

“What?”

“Do either of you have a jam jar I can use?” she asked, getting up.

“Calm down, love,” Ron said gently. pulling her back down.

“I want to trap her again!”

“Trap her?!” George asked, looking most shocked at the ‘again’ part of it.

“Oh.” Hermione said. “You don’t know…”

George urged her silently to tell him

“Remember back in our Fourth year when Rita was coming up with all those crazy rumors about both me and Harry’s Love lives, and finding out about personal things, like Hagrid being a half-giant, me and Viktor, Harry’s scar hurting as well?”

George nodded.

“Well, At first I was too angry to Realize it, but then I realized she wasn’t allowed on school grounds. ” Hermione paused to breathe for a second, “And when she knew Harry’s scar hurt that one time in divination, I knew something was up, but didn’t know what to do about it, And the realization sort of stuck with me, So when I was in the hospital wing, I looked on the windowsill and I saw a beetle, I wasn’t going to do anything about it, but then I noticed the markings around her antennae were exactly like those stupid looking glasses she wears, so I trapped her, And then found a book going through all of the animagi laws, and she was marked as ‘Unregistered’”

“Breathe, Hermione.” Ron said.

She took a deep breath before speaking again, “And so I used a small glass jar, and trapped her in it, using an unbreakable charm, And I talked to her saying I’d let her out in London, And that if she kept telling the world Those stupid lies, I’d notify the ministry somehow, and tell them she was an unregistered animagi.”

George looked flabbergasted.

“Yeah, I know, It’s been three years, I’m still shocked to hear the story again.” Ron said.

Hermione laughed lightly,

“It’s been three years and i’m still shocked about the fact I actually did that!”

They all laughed,

“Now, Do you have a jam jar or something like that?”

“Why don’t you just tell the ministry she’s an unregistered animagi?”

“Because, on the very, very slim chance she convinces them that she’s not,” Hermione said, “She can still write the terrible things she does, without any problems.”

“‘Mione, just write her a very angry letter telling her to stop this,” Ron said, “or you’ll tell, then hope she does,” “and if she doesn’t, you know the minister of magic personally. Then you don’t have to track her down.”

She sighed, “Fine.” She said, picking up the Prophet again, She crossed her legs and leant on Ron and Began Reading through it, skipping The article about her and Harry. As Ron Kissed her forehead and was playing with her hair, George wondered how stupid the world would have to be to think that Hermione And Ron don’t completely Love and appreciate each other.

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“You won, bastard.”

A/N: Aghhh This is my first fic i’ve ever made and actually finished? please don’t be like rude rude about it but constructive criticism is great!! ROMIONEEEEE pretty much george’s pov

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“You won, bastard.”

July 17, 1998

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George rarely came out of his room, When he did he’d go back as soon as he ran out of things to distract himself with, everyone seemed to have discovered that, so when he came down on July 17th, almost everyone in the house was trying to keep a conversation with him.

This time it (somehow,) worked.

George was sitting in an old armchair,

talking to Harry and Ginny who were sat together on a reclining chair.

across from all of them were Ron and Hermione, Ron’s head on Hermione’s lap.

Around Nine-Forty, (Now Ron and Hermione weren’t really part of the conversation)

Ron said quietly “I think im gonna go up to bed.”

Hermione nodded, looking up from her book “I’ll be up soon.”

They didn’t notice but as Ron got up, George turned his head, looking at them

as Ron leant in to give Hermione a kiss goodnight.

George was staring at Ron as he left, And as He reached the stairs, George yelled

“Oi!”

“What?” Ron said

“Two things actually, One,” He listed “Where are you going? it’s not even Ten!”

“Well, I-“

“No, I’m not finished, And Two, When did you Two get together?!”

Ron was clearly confused about why George made this seem like a ‘Super important’ Question.

Ron and Hermione shared a look and both grinned, “Probably about an hour after the battle..?”

Hermione nodded “I think so,”

“And I’m going upstairs, to bed.” Said Ron, recalling his earlier Question,

“But it’s not even Ten!”

“I know, I didn’t sleep well last night,”

“I’m sorry, love” Hermione said, looking at Ron, remembering last night when they had both had nightmares.

George looked almost completely gobsmacked.

“What?” Ron asked George

“How—Long—Have you—Been calling—Him—‘Love’?!” George Half-Yelled, with a clap between almost every word

“Why does that matter?” Hermione said with a laugh

“Because it does!”

“And was this a secret relationship?” George asked, a joking tone in his voice.

Harry snorted.

“Just because we didn’t tell everyone doesn’t mean it was a secret.” Hermione stated.

“So was I the only one who didn’t know?”

George asked

“I Didn’t!” Percy’s voice came from the kitchen.

“You didn’t?!” Said Ron, Hermione, Harry and Ginny all together.

“I didn’t.” Said Percy, walking into the room.

“So you’re telling me,” George started “I Could’ve been teasing you about this all this time?!”

Ron rolled his eyes

“I guess. but whose the one who has a Girlfriend?”

At that, George rolled his eyes

“And back to my original statement,” Ron Said, “Goodnight.” And at that he turned away again, towards the stairs, and up them.

Hermione went back to her book for a few more minutes before leaving as well.

And a couple minutes after that, George decided to go to upstairs too.

Not to go to bed, but to grab a coat and some money.

After that, he apparated to the graveyard by Hogwarts.

“You won, bastard.” He said, placing Five galleons by His Brothers Grave

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Harry was the one who kissed Ginny, and Hermione was the one who kissed Ron but okay go on saying that Harry and Hermione loved each other.

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Sometimes I’ll be reading about Ron and Hermione’s beautiful relationship, feeling all warm inside, then I’ll realize I’m hear. Holding my phone. Reading a fanfic. I should find my love of my life. Then, I continue to scroll.

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you can not sit there and tell me snape didnt get a crow instead of an owl just for his aesthetic.

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Romione - The Beginning of Dating

The Battle of Hogwarts was on Saturday, 2 May 1998

They helped to rebuild Hogwarts over a couple of weeks (even with magic, it was a large property that took a lot of work)

Then the Weasleys went back to the Burrow along with Harry - who wasn’t keen to get back to Privet Drive - and Hermione who had no home to go back to

Hermione was a huge help to have around those few weeks. Molly hardly left her bed, distraught from Fred’s death, so Hermione helped around the house and brought her tea

But she was especially a comfort to Ron

They never wanted to leave each other after the war, so they shared Ron’s room

Hermione insisted Ron didn’t have to give up his bed while Ron insisted she take it until Hermione suggested they just share it

It was innocent. Not that other things didn’t cross their mind after years of pining, but it was the last thing they thought of after the casualties and deaths they’d witnessed

But they would hold each other. Some nights they’d talk until the sun came up about the war or sometimes they’d just talk about nothing in particular

Other nights they would just embrace each other in silence, neither wanting to talk but not wanting to be alone

Hermione would talk about her parents and one night, she asked Ron if he would go with her to get them, to bring back their memories

"You want me to come to Australia?"

"You don’t have to. Oh, of course you don’t want to leave home now. Forget I said anything, it’s-"

"Hermione, of course I’ll come. I want to come."

When they found them, Hermione couldn’t bring herself to say the charm because she was crying too much, so Ron did it himself

He was a little nervous as Hermione was better at such things, but he tried really hard for her sake and it worked

There was a tearful reunion and Ron felt a bit silly standing around until finally Mrs Granger looked at him, then up at his red hair, and she beamed

"Oh, my goodness! Ronald!" she gave him a large hug as if they were the best of friends. "We haven’t seen you since you were - what was it, dear? - 12 or 13! Of course, the amount Hermione spoke about you, it felt like we saw you every time she was home-"

"Mum!"

"Don’t be embarrassed, Hermione. He’s a lovely looking boy!"

While Mr Weasley loved Ron, he was not keen for him to share a room with Hermione so he took the sofa while Hermione took the spare room

It was difficult to fall asleep at first because they’d gotten so used to the other’s presence at night

The room felt so quiet to Hermione without Ron’s snoring, and to Ron without Hermione humming symphonies in her sleep

Both thought of the other

But eventually they did fall asleep and Ron was the first to wake up when he heard Mrs Granger tiptoeing around the kitchen, trying to make tea silently and failing

"I’m sorry, Ron, did I wake you?"

"No! No, I’m always up at... 5 in the morning."

"Oh, good! I’ll make you some tea. How many sugars do you take? Do you watch Friends? I’ve got a few episodes recorded we can watch on telly!"

Ron is his father’s son and Mrs Granger is delighted by his interest in the television, but doesn’t make him feel silly and answers all his questions

She offered to make him breakfast, but he declined, rather waiting until everyone was eating so he wasn’t a burden even though he was, in fact, starving

When Hermione ran down later that morning, she spluttered with laughter at Ron who was sat on the sofa with her mother, gawping at the screen

"Did he just say Rachel?" Ron gasped. "But isn’t that one Rachel? The bride was called Emily! Ross! Ross, her name is Emily! Why can’t he hear me?"

"They can’t hear you, Ron, it’s pre-recorded"

Ron was crestfallen. "So you just have to watch and do nothing? You can’t help? Blimey."

Ron expected some sort of speech from Mr Granger, but he seemed too fascinated with Ron to think about being an overprotective father

Hermione had avoided the gory details, but she told them enough for them to be hugely impressed and proud of their daughter and her new boyfriend, the war heroes

But, as parents, they were also worried by the whole deal. Even if Hermione didn’t tell them everything, war was war and there was a small tremor in their daughter’s hand that hadn’t been there before

Sometimes a car would backfire on the street or a neighbour would shout and they would see Ron and Hermione tense up, gripping each other’s hands tighter

Mr Granger changed his mind about Ron and Hermione sleeping in separate rooms because he could see they needed it

"We can’t avoid it anymore," said Hermione. "We need to talk about Hogwarts. You’re not coming back for our final year, are you?"

"No," said Ron. "No, I’m not. Are you?"

"Yes," she said. "I am."

Ron went with Mr and Mrs Granger to see Hermione off at King’s Cross for the final time, and they met up with Harry and the Weasley parents so they could see off Ginny, too

Harry and Ron watched as Ginny and Hermione waved from the departing train

"Merlin, I love her," Ron said

"What?" Harry smiled teasingly. "What was that?"

Ron’s cheeks were red as he realised what he had said out in front of his parents and Hermione’s

But suddenly all he could say was, "I didn’t tell her! I won’t tell her for months!"

Arthur clapped his son’s back. "You know, the train hasn’t completely gone yet.”

Without much thought, Ron ran to catch up with her window and shouted, “Hermione!"

He window opened and her head popped out

"I LOVE YOU!" he bellowed

She smiled so brightly as she called, "I love you, too"

And then the Hogwarts Express disappeared

Hermione flopped back into her seat, a dazed look on her face and Ginny grinned at her

The same grin Harry was giving Ron

Ron was barely listening when his parents invited the Grangers over for tea

Harry joked that he hadn’t looked like that since he accidentally had a love potion in sixth year and asked, "Hermione never slipped you anything this morning, did she?"

Hermione and Ron did their separate things. Hermione took over Hogwarts as Head Girl - naturally - and was treated like a celebrity along with Ginny, Luna and Neville. Ron went with Harry and started his trading as an auror

They wrote each other several times a week about all the updates of their lives, and both saved every letter

Ron kept his letters from Hermione in an old shoe box which he kept under his bunk to look through on particularly difficult training days

Hermione kept hers together with red ribbon tied in a neat bow in her bedside table to read when she missed him most

Ron told her how busy training was and how he couldn’t get away on Halloween to meet her at Hogsmeade

She was upset, but decided to get some of his favourites from Honeydukes to send to him

When she and Ginny went in, though, they found Harry and Ron waiting for them

Ginny and Harry kissed, Ron and Hermione embraced each other and he swung her around

"You’re meant to be at training!"

"We wanted to surprise you!"

"But you said you couldn’t come!"

"Hence the surprise!"

They all hung out together for the most part, but separated for the final hour for some alone time as couples

(So Hermione and Ron could make out out of public view - naturally, it ended up in The Daily Prophet)

"Have you seen the photo they used of us? Ron, it’s pornograhic!"

"I don’t know, I like it”

That Christmas, the Grangers and Harry stayed with the Weasleys as no one wanted to miss another Christmas with their children

Harry waited until Hermione, Ginny and the Grangers were gone to round up the 8 Weasleys

"The thing is," he said. "Well, I know I’m meant to just ask you, Mr Weasley, but, well, you’re all so important to Ginny and to me, so- I- I want to-"

"You want to marry Ginny?" smiled Molly

"If that’s okay with you, yes."

Ron was Harry’s best man while Luna and Hermione shared the role of Maid of Honour

Hermione spoke with Dudley who Harry was now on better terms with, and made him feel a bit more comfortable as she was more used to talking to muggles than some of the wizards who seemed to scare him

She even danced with him as Ron danced with Luna

Luna said, "you have so much love for her in your eyes, perhaps it will be your wedding we’ll be dancing at next"

"Nah, no way, too soon," said Ron, but suddenly he was feeling a bit giddy

As Ginny threw the bouquet, he muttered something and flicked his wand discreetly and the flowers landed in Hermione’s hand

She looked at them in amazement, then to Ron who was watching her lovingly and she waved the flowers at him while she laughed

"What do you say, Ron?" asked Harry. "Are there more wedding bells in the future?"

And as he watched Hermione laughing with Ginny about the flowers, he smiled and said, "I hope so"

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my opinions on every harry potter ship i can think of (lightning era)

romione - literally my OTP, my comfort ship, i do not care what anyone else thinks of it, its amazing, fun fact: a romione fic was the first i ever read. 11/10

hinny - def a little rushed but i see them as like a “yes” kinda couple (if that makes sense) 9/10

drarry - EHHHHHHHHHHH it’d probably ship it id if draco could get everything sorted out cause he’s PROBLEMATIC 3/10 

pansmione - did they ever have one line of dialogue?  maybe they had ONE but just no. -10/10

dramione - so one of my best friends ship this but just no, the farthest i can go with it is draco had a  crush on hermione. i do not like this ship, and if you ship this i probably dont like you. -792561029847/10

blairon - im 99% sure they didnt have one line of dialogue. also i see ron as like the straightest one in the friend group (considering no one else ( shown ) in the books got the veela effect as much as he did 1/10

harmione - if you ship this either you didnt read the books, think ron is a bad person, or have this weird mentality of harry was a better friend. -4/10

fremione - *deep inhale* i dont get it but honestly ok, its better then a lot of ships with hermione in it. 4/10

drinny - i’ve lost my faith in humanity, NO. -1102847176/10

druna - almost 100% positive they're cousins, NO. NO. -1234567865432/10

deamus - they fuking belong with eachother.  10/10

linny - thats like so wholesome of a ship and if u ship it you have great taste. 9/10

pavender - again, they belong with eachother.123456/10

ginmione - we need more of these shippers, ALSO I HAVE SAID IT BEFORE  AND ILL SAY IT AGAIN THEY KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT EACHOTHER AND THATS ACTUALLY CANON SO YOU CAN’T ARGUE WITH IT 10/10

ronarry - i think its a pretty good gay ship, as i said earlier, i feel like Ron is the straightest in the friend group, but, okay, not too bad. 8/10

flintwood - why tho? like i get why.. but why tho? 5/10 im not cruel, i just dont get it.

perciver - ok why not i dont see why not. 8/10

georgalina - the epitome of laziness, like jkr couldnt just make another character?? 4/10 (actually i just thought about it, were fred and angie ever actually dating?? cause i mean, in the sixth book dont fred and george go to town to impress girls?? idk man..)

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i started reading

i started smiling

i could not stop smiling

i am still smiling

and the end made me laugh

"For once...I was right" Ron/Hermione.

Hermione turned the TV off and narrowed her eyes at him from across the sofa. “Alright, fine,” she grumbled, raising her arms in surrender. “You can stop gloating now.”

“Who, me?” Ron gasped, feigning offence. “Gloating? Hermione, I would never.”

Hermione rolled her eyes and turned away, refusing to look at him. 

“I just can’t believe-”

“Stop it.”

“Never in my life would I ever have imagined-”

“Ron, I’m warning you.”

“It simply baffles me that-”

This time, Hermione cut him off with only a glare. “Go on. Finish that sentence. I dare you.” 

The room was quiet as Ron seemed to think over his options. Hermione continued to fix him with her best don’t-even-think-about-it stare, even as what could only be describes as a shit-eating grin spread across Ron’s face. “For once…. I was right.”

Hermione’s nostrils flared. “That’s it.” She said, getting to her feet.

Ron had the grace to back away. “Hermione, love, think about this. Harry’s coming over for dinner soon, so if you kill me now, he’ll find the body, and then he’ll have no choice but to arrest you- you wouldn’t put him through that, right? Poor kid’s had a hard life, we don’t need to go adding unnecessary stress to that, surely-”

But Ron’s plea was cut short as Hermione dived towards him. With a yelp, Ron tried to dodge, but it was too late- Hermione was already close enough and it was with no hesitation that she started tickling ever inch of him that she could reach.

“H… Hermione,” he panted between giggles, “Have m… mercy!” 

His laughter turned into wheezing as Hermione dug her fingers in just beneath his ribcage. Ron considered this to be a low blow- Hermione knew damn well that it was his most ticklish spot, and it was downright rude of her to use it against him like this. The situation was dire, and so Ron did the only thing that he could think of: taking advantage of their close proximity, he shifted his weight forward until their lips met.

Hermione let out a noise of surprise, but true to his plan, the tickling ceased. As if it were a reflex, Hermione’s hands came to rest on his shoulders, her body melting into his as she deepened the kiss. 

Ron eventually pulled away, sighing as he did so. Hermione’s head immediately found comfort against his neck and she hummed gently, the vibrations tickling the skin there.

“I love you.” she murmured, circling her arms around his waist.

“I love you too,” he said easily, planting a kiss on the top of her head, “But that doesn’t change the fact that I was right about Ross and Rachel all along.”

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is constant full body pain normal

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someone just asked me who my favorite rapper was, i said ‘idk’ but i meant dolores madrigal

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Hp characters as things me and my friends/family have said Pt 1

hermione: “i took the ends of the bread, egg whites, and avocado and then i-“

ron: “that just sounds like a sad sandwich”

harry: “he’s not wrong.”

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the rise and fall of the marauders

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I’m a ron stan, yet ron stans annoy me.