It Was Only Acting
It Was Only Acting
Hermione tries to fool Ron, with unexpected consequences.
Hermione Granger entered Ginny Weasley's room with a dazed smile on her face, followed immediately by a very angry-looking Ginny. She practically slammed the door behind her and glared at her best friend.
"What were you doing out there?"
Hermione felt her face going red but did her best to act innocent. "What do you mean?"
"What do I mean?" Ginny practically yelled as she tossed her damp towel onto her bed. "I saw where he put his hands. I understand letting him kiss you, but you let him grope you in front of everyone. I can't believe you let him do that."
Hermione felt her blush deepen but shot back. "It was your idea. I just went along with it."
"Hey," Ginny retorted, "my idea was to have Charlie flirt with you and kiss you a few times so Ron would react. That's all!
Hermione grinned as she started to pull off her swimsuit. "Well, that's what he did. It was only acting."
Ginny snorted skeptically. "Oh yeah, that's all you did. Just a little acting. Then why was Charlie groping you? And," Ginny gave Hermione a shocked look, "Why did you let him?"
Hermione again blushed bright red. "He wasn't really groping me . . . uh . . . that much."
Ginny cocked her right eye-brow in a skeptical expression and then turned and started to change. After a moment, she turned back. "Look, Hermione, I don't want to make a big deal of this, but why?"
Hermione, who was pulling on her dry clothing, tried to sound casual, "Why what?"
"Oh come on," Ginny retorted. "Why did Charlie act that way and why did you let him? I mean, it was just supposed to be enough to make Ron finally make his move, not all the heavy snogging it ended up being."
Hermione appeared to be sorting out what to say as she pulled on her shorts and started to button her shirt. Finally, she stopped buttoning and looked at Ginny. "Okay. Sit down."
Ginny, who had been selecting her own pair of shorts and a t-shirt, obediently sat down and looked expectantly at Hermione who, all of a sudden, seemed to be very self-conscious.
"Well," Hermione explained, "the idea was to have just a little flirting to make Ron finally do something. I mean, here we both were at Harry's relatives for a fortnight and he never made his move. Believe me, I gave him plenty of chances. And then, we came here for Bill and Fleur's wedding and there were plenty of more chances and . . ."
"Hermione!" Ginny exclaimed in a frustrated voice, "I already know all of this. That's why I suggested talking to Charlie and arranging for him to flirt with you when we all went swimming."
"Uh, yes," Hermione grinned self-consciously. "Well, come to find out, well, I guess Charlie has always thought I'm kind of . . . well, cute. And Charlie knows he's probably too old for me and that Ron and I are meant to be together and everything, but I guess he's wondered what it would be like to kiss me and . . ."
"How do you know that?" Ginny asked, her eyes wide in amazement.
"He told me," Hermione said with obvious relish. "He told me as we were walking down to the pond. At first I thought he was kidding, but then he pulled me aside and told me he was serious. He then kissed me before we even got into the pond. He kissed me and told me that was for him since the rest of the kisses would be in front of everyone."
Ginny was sitting there with her mouth open as Hermione continued. "Charlie also told me he knows I'm in love with Ron. He can see it in my eyes. But, he told me if I think he's well, uh, good-looking and I just wanted to have some fun in the pond to give him a sign of some kind and . . ."
"You two would play tongue-tag in front of everyone?" Ginny said with a smirk.
Hermione gasped. "Ginny! That isn't fair."
Ginny laughed. "I'm sorry, Hermione. It's just that you weren't acting like you usually do. I mean . . ."
"I was just having some fun," Hermione was again blushing with embarrassment. "I mean, Charlie is good looking and so masculine and I couldn't believe he's actually attracted to me. I was flattered. So I whispered in his ear that I wanted to have some fun. I figured a little . . ."
"Hermione, you had your legs wrapped around his waist and the two of you were snogging the heck out of each other while his hands were . . ."
"Oh my gosh," Hermione exclaimed with a horrified expression on her face. "Did it really look that bad?" Ginny nodded yes and Hermione looked even more horrified. "Was I really doing all of that? Did it really look like we . . ." She sat down on her bed and put her face into her hands and started crying. "I can't believe I really acted that way. I guess I just got carried away. I wasn't even thinking. I . . . I . . . Ron's not going to want me anymore. He's going to think I'm just a . . ."
"Don't you dare say it, Hermione." Ginny jumped up and was standing in front of Hermione. "Ron knows you better than to ever think something like that."
Hermione stood up with a hopeful look on her face. "Do you really think so?"
Ginny grinned. "Believe me, after the way Ron acted with Lavender Brown, he has no place to judge you."
"I hope so; I hope I haven't ruined everything," Hermione sighed, turned and walked over toward the middle of the room as she started to button up her shorts, while Ginny reached for her shirt in order to put it on.
All of a sudden and without any warning, the door to Ginny's room banged open and in charged Ron with a determined look on his face. He was followed by a very worried looking Harry Potter.
Ginny screamed and held her shirt up to cover herself. "Ron, what the hell are you doing? We're not dressed; I'm still in my underwear!" She looked up to see Harry starring at her in shock and screamed again as he covered his eyes.
Ron, however, had neither seen nor heard Ginny as he had charged straight for Hermione and had pushed her back on to her bed. "Listen to me, Hermione," Ron said in a loud take-charge tone, "I've just told Charlie to stay the hell away from you because you're mine."
Hermione, who was half sitting, half laying on the bed, looked up at Ron and said in a subdued voice, "And . . ."
"And he asked me," Ron answered in an indignant voice, "if you're my girl, then why haven't I kissed you and told you so. So, that's what I'm going to do." With that, Ron leaned down with his hands resting on the bed on each side of Hermione's head and gave her a long, passionate kiss. When their lips parted, he looked at her said, in a rather breathless voice, "There, Hermione, you're mine."
"Good," Hermione said, "because that's what I want." With that she reached up, wrapped her arms around Ron's neck and pulled him down onto her so they could continue kissing.
Ginny, who had quickly pulled on her t-shirt and shorts, and Harry, who had uncovered his eyes, stood there and watched as Ron and Hermione continued to kiss passionately.
Harry grinned at Ginny. "Well, Hermione's had quite a day; snogged senseless by two different Weasleys."
Ginny gave Harry a seductive smile. "There's a third Weasley that would love to be snogged senseless by a certain Harry Potter."
Harry gave her a surprised look, hesitated a moment, and then laughed, "What the heck. You know I love snogging you -- especially snogging you senseless." He gently pushed Ginny back onto her bed and settled on her very much like Hermione and Ron and the two started kissing.
Hermione tries to fool Ron, with unexpected consequences.
Hermione Granger entered Ginny Weasley's room with a dazed smile on her face, followed immediately by a very angry-looking Ginny. She practically slammed the door behind her and glared at her best friend.
"What were you doing out there?"
Hermione felt her face going red but did her best to act innocent. "What do you mean?"
"What do I mean?" Ginny practically yelled as she tossed her damp towel onto her bed. "I saw where he put his hands. I understand letting him kiss you, but you let him grope you in front of everyone. I can't believe you let him do that."
Hermione felt her blush deepen but shot back. "It was your idea. I just went along with it."
"Hey," Ginny retorted, "my idea was to have Charlie flirt with you and kiss you a few times so Ron would react. That's all!
Hermione grinned as she started to pull off her swimsuit. "Well, that's what he did. It was only acting."
Ginny snorted skeptically. "Oh yeah, that's all you did. Just a little acting. Then why was Charlie groping you? And," Ginny gave Hermione a shocked look, "Why did you let him?"
Hermione again blushed bright red. "He wasn't really groping me . . . uh . . . that much."
Ginny cocked her right eye-brow in a skeptical expression and then turned and started to change. After a moment, she turned back. "Look, Hermione, I don't want to make a big deal of this, but why?"
Hermione, who was pulling on her dry clothing, tried to sound casual, "Why what?"
"Oh come on," Ginny retorted. "Why did Charlie act that way and why did you let him? I mean, it was just supposed to be enough to make Ron finally make his move, not all the heavy snogging it ended up being."
Hermione appeared to be sorting out what to say as she pulled on her shorts and started to button her shirt. Finally, she stopped buttoning and looked at Ginny. "Okay. Sit down."
Ginny, who had been selecting her own pair of shorts and a t-shirt, obediently sat down and looked expectantly at Hermione who, all of a sudden, seemed to be very self-conscious.
"Well," Hermione explained, "the idea was to have just a little flirting to make Ron finally do something. I mean, here we both were at Harry's relatives for a fortnight and he never made his move. Believe me, I gave him plenty of chances. And then, we came here for Bill and Fleur's wedding and there were plenty of more chances and . . ."
"Hermione!" Ginny exclaimed in a frustrated voice, "I already know all of this. That's why I suggested talking to Charlie and arranging for him to flirt with you when we all went swimming."
"Uh, yes," Hermione grinned self-consciously. "Well, come to find out, well, I guess Charlie has always thought I'm kind of . . . well, cute. And Charlie knows he's probably too old for me and that Ron and I are meant to be together and everything, but I guess he's wondered what it would be like to kiss me and . . ."
"How do you know that?" Ginny asked, her eyes wide in amazement.
"He told me," Hermione said with obvious relish. "He told me as we were walking down to the pond. At first I thought he was kidding, but then he pulled me aside and told me he was serious. He then kissed me before we even got into the pond. He kissed me and told me that was for him since the rest of the kisses would be in front of everyone."
Ginny was sitting there with her mouth open as Hermione continued. "Charlie also told me he knows I'm in love with Ron. He can see it in my eyes. But, he told me if I think he's well, uh, good-looking and I just wanted to have some fun in the pond to give him a sign of some kind and . . ."
"You two would play tongue-tag in front of everyone?" Ginny said with a smirk.
Hermione gasped. "Ginny! That isn't fair."
Ginny laughed. "I'm sorry, Hermione. It's just that you weren't acting like you usually do. I mean . . ."
"I was just having some fun," Hermione was again blushing with embarrassment. "I mean, Charlie is good looking and so masculine and I couldn't believe he's actually attracted to me. I was flattered. So I whispered in his ear that I wanted to have some fun. I figured a little . . ."
"Hermione, you had your legs wrapped around his waist and the two of you were snogging the heck out of each other while his hands were . . ."
"Oh my gosh," Hermione exclaimed with a horrified expression on her face. "Did it really look that bad?" Ginny nodded yes and Hermione looked even more horrified. "Was I really doing all of that? Did it really look like we . . ." She sat down on her bed and put her face into her hands and started crying. "I can't believe I really acted that way. I guess I just got carried away. I wasn't even thinking. I . . . I . . . Ron's not going to want me anymore. He's going to think I'm just a . . ."
"Don't you dare say it, Hermione." Ginny jumped up and was standing in front of Hermione. "Ron knows you better than to ever think something like that."
Hermione stood up with a hopeful look on her face. "Do you really think so?"
Ginny grinned. "Believe me, after the way Ron acted with Lavender Brown, he has no place to judge you."
"I hope so; I hope I haven't ruined everything," Hermione sighed, turned and walked over toward the middle of the room as she started to button up her shorts, while Ginny reached for her shirt in order to put it on.
All of a sudden and without any warning, the door to Ginny's room banged open and in charged Ron with a determined look on his face. He was followed by a very worried looking Harry Potter.
Ginny screamed and held her shirt up to cover herself. "Ron, what the hell are you doing? We're not dressed; I'm still in my underwear!" She looked up to see Harry starring at her in shock and screamed again as he covered his eyes.
Ron, however, had neither seen nor heard Ginny as he had charged straight for Hermione and had pushed her back on to her bed. "Listen to me, Hermione," Ron said in a loud take-charge tone, "I've just told Charlie to stay the hell away from you because you're mine."
Hermione, who was half sitting, half laying on the bed, looked up at Ron and said in a subdued voice, "And . . ."
"And he asked me," Ron answered in an indignant voice, "if you're my girl, then why haven't I kissed you and told you so. So, that's what I'm going to do." With that, Ron leaned down with his hands resting on the bed on each side of Hermione's head and gave her a long, passionate kiss. When their lips parted, he looked at her said, in a rather breathless voice, "There, Hermione, you're mine."
"Good," Hermione said, "because that's what I want." With that she reached up, wrapped her arms around Ron's neck and pulled him down onto her so they could continue kissing.
Ginny, who had quickly pulled on her t-shirt and shorts, and Harry, who had uncovered his eyes, stood there and watched as Ron and Hermione continued to kiss passionately.
Harry grinned at Ginny. "Well, Hermione's had quite a day; snogged senseless by two different Weasleys."
Ginny gave Harry a seductive smile. "There's a third Weasley that would love to be snogged senseless by a certain Harry Potter."
Harry gave her a surprised look, hesitated a moment, and then laughed, "What the heck. You know I love snogging you -- especially snogging you senseless." He gently pushed Ginny back onto her bed and settled on her very much like Hermione and Ron and the two started kissing.