Ron quickly declined the "offer", but it was not offer. I was getting him out of bed no matter what.
"Ronald. common, I'll help,"
he groggily walked slowly towards the bath room. I turned the old taps on, and took off his old Christmas jumped he hadn't taken off for weeks. soon the bathtub was filled and I helped him in,
poured water over his far too long ginger hair, I massaged the shampoo into his hair and then washed it out.
long later, when we almost done and the water started turning cold,
"hermione you can get in if you want.."
he said sheepishly, "alright" she blushed. soon she climbed in and lightly kissed his lips, she went to lean in, but he stopped her, "not tonight 'mione, I'm sorry," "that's ok," she smiled, he looked like he was going to start crying again, "not tonight Ronald," she winked and squeezed his hand tightly.
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year one; romione
Fanfictionthis will be a long fanfiction about Ron and hermione after the war, and all the troubles in between. I hope you enjoy!
