The Missing Piece
Title: The Missing Piece
Rating: PG
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Harry Potter/Hermione Granger/Ron Weasely
Warnings: Implied threesome.
Summary: The trio figures out what we all knew long ago. They belong together.
Author's Notes: Inspired by a prompt at the HARRY POTTER NON-CANON SHIPS COMMENT FICATHON. Just a small drabble really.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does, and I'm not making any money of this.
When he first suggests it, they both stare at him like he's crazy, eyes wide and mouths agape. He smiles nervously at them, wishing he could take it back.
“Forget it, I don't know what I was thinking.” They drop the subject happily and the matter is forgotten.
When she brings it up again, Harry smiles indulgently and they both look at Ron expectantly. He splutters indignantly, trying to think of the words to say. When none come, Hermione begins talking about work, and things go back to normal.
They are sitting at the kitchen table in Grimmauld Place finishing their ritual Friday night dinner in companionable silence.
“Yes.” Ron says suddenly. They both know exactly what he's talking about, and the three smile at each other.
Once they finish the dishes, they instinctively climb the stairs to Harry's bedroom. The three sit in awkward silence for a moment before Hermione laughs quietly, and leans in to kiss Harry. From then on, there is no stopping them, they become a tangle of limbs and a pile of clothes form at the end of the bed.
As they begin to fall asleep, the boys wrapped around their girl, sleepy smiles form on their faces. Hermione wonders why they didn't do this sooner, it seems so obvious now. She and Ron never fit together perfectly, not without Harry. Lying in Harry's bed with both boys cuddled up next to her, she smiles, knowing that the puzzle is finally complete.
Rating: PG
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Harry Potter/Hermione Granger/Ron Weasely
Warnings: Implied threesome.
Summary: The trio figures out what we all knew long ago. They belong together.
Author's Notes: Inspired by a prompt at the HARRY POTTER NON-CANON SHIPS COMMENT FICATHON. Just a small drabble really.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does, and I'm not making any money of this.
When he first suggests it, they both stare at him like he's crazy, eyes wide and mouths agape. He smiles nervously at them, wishing he could take it back.
“Forget it, I don't know what I was thinking.” They drop the subject happily and the matter is forgotten.
When she brings it up again, Harry smiles indulgently and they both look at Ron expectantly. He splutters indignantly, trying to think of the words to say. When none come, Hermione begins talking about work, and things go back to normal.
They are sitting at the kitchen table in Grimmauld Place finishing their ritual Friday night dinner in companionable silence.
“Yes.” Ron says suddenly. They both know exactly what he's talking about, and the three smile at each other.
Once they finish the dishes, they instinctively climb the stairs to Harry's bedroom. The three sit in awkward silence for a moment before Hermione laughs quietly, and leans in to kiss Harry. From then on, there is no stopping them, they become a tangle of limbs and a pile of clothes form at the end of the bed.
As they begin to fall asleep, the boys wrapped around their girl, sleepy smiles form on their faces. Hermione wonders why they didn't do this sooner, it seems so obvious now. She and Ron never fit together perfectly, not without Harry. Lying in Harry's bed with both boys cuddled up next to her, she smiles, knowing that the puzzle is finally complete.