Romione-I'm here for you.

Chapter One

Raindrops were racing each other to the windowsill, effervescent in the setting sun. Soon enough, the pink-blossomed trees would bear fiery-red and brown hues, that would dance in the crisp, Autumn air.

Hermione was snuggled up on an armchair in the burrow, covered in a thick, tartan blanket with a steaming mug of tea by her side. She had been reading one of her favourite books, 'Hogwarts: A History', when she caught herself daydreaming, staring out of the window. She was thinking about Ron.
Why did that boy make me feel this way? Oh Ronald. Hermione thought to herself.
Her sub-conscience answered for her...
Because you love him.

She knew it was true. She loved everything about him. She loved his messy, red hair, she loved his muscles that were just visible through his clothing. She loved his soft lips, although they had hardly touched. She loved how his strong arms could instantly make her feel safe. She loved his stubbornness, she loved his laugh and his smile. She loved Ronald Weasley.

"Hermione?"

"Oh, hello Ron." She could feel her cheeks burning, but she knew that he was the only person she'd ever want.

"Hello, erm, well, can we talk?" He seemed nervous, but Hermione just nodded and smiled.

God, that smile. It put him at ease, he could easily stare at her all day and never get bored.

"Well, the thing is, I've liked you for a long time. In fact, I think I might ever love you. I've been so scared to tell you, because I don't know if you feel the same way."

Hermione couldn't move, she was speechless. She had wanted to hear this for so long, she wanted to jump up and scream, but she chose not to.

"Oh God, you don't feel the same way, I've made such a fool of myself. I'm so sorry Hermione, please just forget about --"

He was cut off by Hermione.

"No, Ronald, I feel the same way, I have for a long time... I was just so scared of what you would say and --"

She was interrupted by his lips crashing against hers. He pulled her up from the armchair and lay her down on the sofa. She responded by wrapping her legs around his waist, and, much to Ron's delight, let out a moan in pleasure.

Oh Hermione, you like that? Just you wait. Ron thought to himself mischievously.

He moved his right hand up her back and into her hair, and moved his left hand down her leg. Hermione wondered what was going on, but didn't say anything in fear that he would stop. He put his hand in between her legs, enough to send her crazy but not enough for her to lose her modesty.

Hermione moaned even loader, as Ron moved his mouth down her jaw line and onto her neck. Just as she thought it couldn't get any better, he began to slightly bite her neck and she dug her nails into his shoulders.

She realised that he was doing most of the work, so grabbed fistfuls of his shirt in her hands before ripping it off him completely. She had never realised she was so strong, but Ron's shirt was on the floor and Hermione had never been so grateful for the sight in front of her. Ron's torso was so chiselled and defined, with a six-pack lay on top of her.

"Hermione, you ripped my shirt... Now I'm going to return the favour." Ron smirked as he unbuttoned her shirt, kissing her bare skin after each one, until he was dangerously low down her body. He realised how low down he was and went back to her lips.

Why have I waited so long to do this? He thought to himself. He rolled his hips down into hers and Hermione gasped when she felt his erection rub against her. She never thought a boy would feel like that over her, especially the boy of her dreams.

Ron was just about to ask Hermione if she wanted to go further when he heard someone running down the stairs.

It was Ginny.

Hermione dives under her blanket again to try and hide the fact that she had no top on, and Ron pulled on his tank top that was in the laundry basket from yesterday. They were both sweaty and rumpled, but if Ginny noticed she pretended not to. She grabbed an apple, said hi to them both and went back upstairs.

"That was close." Smirked Ron, as he sauntered over to Hermione.

"Too close." She agreed. Ron kissed her again, but more gently and whispered something in her ear.

"Did you enjoy that then, Miss Hermione Granger."

Oh God, she thought to herself, I loved it!!

"I did indeed, Mr Ronald Weasley." Hermione knew that this would please Ron, and it was the truth.

"Be ready to go out at 8 o'clock tonight, okay? Where something fancy... And tight." He smirked, gave her a kiss on the cheek, and went upstairs to his room.

Hermione followed shortly after, except to her room that she was sharing with Ginny.

Sorry, I realise this was quite a long chapter, but I wanted it to be good for you guys!! I really hope you enjoy it, and another chapter will be up shortly. Thanks for reading, if anybody did. Xx