Romione And Hinny Headcanons

Romione - forearms

Hermione thought that she knew all there was to know about Ron, but now that they are stuck together all the time in a tent, she is starting to discover new things about him. Like just how loud he actually snores at night. Like how he whistles while he's getting dressed.

Like the fact that Ronald Weasley has absolutely glorious forearms.

Well.

It's not like she hasn't seen (and admired) before, but never so often and in such close quarters. They are lean and muscled, covered with fine golden hair, and the still have some scars from the Battle of the Hall of the Prophecies, which in her eyes only makes them more perfect.

She loves making him read at night (for legitimate research, her mind insists), because when he turns the page she can see his muscles flex in the wavering light of the lantern.

Worse (or better, depending on her mood), she has advised Ron to work out his now fully healed shoulder and for once he has listened to her. Unfortunately (or fortunately) that means he drops down and does pushups right in front of her and her eyes can't leave his body during the whole time. She tells herself that it's better to watch forearms than, you know, his butt, and the implications that the rhythmic motion brings to her mind, like her legs wrapped around his -

Well.

Hermione fans herself even if the air in the tent is cold. "Hot?" Says Ron cheerfully. "It is a little warm in here". He starts taking out his shirt, and she drops her eyes back into the book to hide her blushing.

Hot indeed.

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A.N. I'm so sorry I didn't update yesterday but I forgot...😮🙄😳😳