"Magic Works" : A Ron/Hermione SongFic
Title:Magic Works
Rating: PG
Characters: Ron, Hermione
Genre: Romance
Magic Works
A Ron/Hermione SongFic
by Rachel
And dance your final dance
This is your final chance
To hold the one you love
You know you've waited long enough
Hermione's eyes snapped open. She rolled onto her back and stared up at her canopy, thinking, and listening to the thunder rumbling outside. She tried for a few moments to clear her head, but found she couldn't, so instead pushed down her covers and pulled back the drapings. Her dark dorm room was revealed as she slid into slippers and pulled a sweater over her head. She scanned the room quickly, making sure her roommates were asleep, and slid back the latch on her door.
Hermione silently tiptoed down the stairs and into the Common Room, where the fire in the grate was slowly kindling. She sat cuddled in the armchair, gazing at the flames, once again thinking.
She then heard footsteps coming down from the boys dormitory, which snapped her out of her revere. She quickly stood up and rushed towards the portrait hole; she was in no mood to see or talk to another being.
But alas, she was not quick enough, for a certain red-haired boy caught a glimpse of a bushy-haired girl whip out of the portrait hole.
So, believe that magic works
Don't be afraid of being hurt
Don't let this magic die
The answers' there
Oh, just look in her eyes
Hermione quickly rounded the corner and wiped away a tear as she heard he portrait hole open once again. She quickened her pace, not knowing exactly where she was heading, hearing footsteps echoing from behind her.
A few minutes later, Hermione found herself in the entrance hall, not knowing exactly why she was there, and she could still hear the footsteps following her along. She stopped and looked out onto the wet lawn through the open front doors. It was pouring, thundering, and the lightening flashed. Hermione walked through the doors, halfway down the steps, and sat. She stared out across the lawn at nothing in particular, her mind still buzzing, and a moment later, Ron joined her.
And make your final move
Mmm don't be scared
She wants you to
Yeah, it's hard
You must be brave
Don't let this moment slip away
They sat in silence for a few moments, apparently both lost in thought. The rain poured down, drenching them to their very bones. Lightening flashed. Thunder boomed. Rain poured. And finally-
"What are you doing up?" Ron croaked, staring out across the lawn.
"Couldn't sleep. I can't stop thinking," Hermione replied simply, twisting her hands in her lap.
"About what?" Ron asked curiously. He spared a glance at her, and smirked: she was wearing pink pajama pants and a blue sweater, which didn't match at all, but that was Hermione for you. He looked up at her face. It was full of concern and hurt. Raindrops rolled down her cheeks, running off the bridge of her nose. Her hair hung around her shoulders in limp curls, drenched from roots to ends.
"People," Hermione replied distractedly. She still continued to stare out over the lawn.
"Any specific people?" Ron asked playfully. Hermione's stony features didn't change, and ron felt his heart ache; he thought he could always make her smile.
"Harry," Hermione replied quietly.
"Oh..." Ron said, every inch of his voice covered in hurt. He dropped his gaze to his hands, which were balled together in front of him. He felt his insides burn with anger towards Harry.
"And you," Hermione said shyly, barely whispering it. She finally broke her gaze and looked at Ron. His gorgeous red hair lay stuck to the side of his head, thoroughly soaked. His blue, blue eyes were gazing down at his fists. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with hope, and when they met with hers, a chill ran up through her spine and back down again.
So, believe that magic works
Don't be afraid - afraid of being hurt
No, don't let this magic die
Oh the answers there
Yeah, just look in her eyes
"Really?" said Ron in disbelief. His eyes open wide and a smirk spreading across his face. Hermione nodded, though still looked serious.
"Yes," Hermione said desperately, choking back tears. "Oh, Ron. What's going on between us?"
"What do you mean?" Ron said quickly, panic rising in his chest.
"I don't know," Hermione said with a sob, tears running freely among the raindrops. "Like, at Dumbledore's funeral! While you were holding me, I felt so safe and secure despite how sad and scared I was. And I felt like all I ever wanted and needed was right there, holding me." She gulped in air, and flapped her hands around and up to hide her eyes. "And then, the next day, everything just back to how it was? No! I won't have that, I can't, and I know you can't either!"
They sat in silence for a moment as thunder rumbled around them and Hermione shook with sobs. She thought perhaps he had left as she sat there, hiding her face. But a second later, he felt his hands pulling her hands away from her eyes, and she turned to look at him.
He looked deep into her eyes as no one had done before, and Hermione felt as if her knees had turned to mush. No one had every looked at her with eyes so filled with meaning, and she felt at that moment as if they were the only two people in the world, and the only person that mattered to her was him.
And don't believe this magic can die
No, no, no this magic can't die...
And then he was leaning in towards her, and she felt herself leaning in, too. She closed her eyes, and felt their lips tough. She felt her whole body go numb, and then suddenly melt.
Ron was kissing her. Finally. She couldn't believe it, and yet she could. She knew right then and there that this was where she belonged, in Ron's arms, and no one else's, and felt so utterly complete, the she never, ever, wanted to part with him.
Ever.
so dance your final dance
'Cause the is your final chance
♥Fin♥
A/N: Please R&R! That was my first ever songfic, and I surely hope it was good. I know it ended quickly, but that's just because iI was finished this really late and I REALLY wanted to sleep...but I hope you liked it! I got my inspiration for it while listening to "Magic Works", and so I decided to write a songfic with it....OKAY! I'm going to stop boring you. Just please leave comments, that's all I ask of you. I'm keeping this a Public entry for just a little while, too. Then it's FO again. Thanks!
Rating: PG
Characters: Ron, Hermione
Genre: Romance
Magic Works
A Ron/Hermione SongFic
by Rachel
And dance your final dance
This is your final chance
To hold the one you love
You know you've waited long enough
Hermione's eyes snapped open. She rolled onto her back and stared up at her canopy, thinking, and listening to the thunder rumbling outside. She tried for a few moments to clear her head, but found she couldn't, so instead pushed down her covers and pulled back the drapings. Her dark dorm room was revealed as she slid into slippers and pulled a sweater over her head. She scanned the room quickly, making sure her roommates were asleep, and slid back the latch on her door.
Hermione silently tiptoed down the stairs and into the Common Room, where the fire in the grate was slowly kindling. She sat cuddled in the armchair, gazing at the flames, once again thinking.
She then heard footsteps coming down from the boys dormitory, which snapped her out of her revere. She quickly stood up and rushed towards the portrait hole; she was in no mood to see or talk to another being.
But alas, she was not quick enough, for a certain red-haired boy caught a glimpse of a bushy-haired girl whip out of the portrait hole.
So, believe that magic works
Don't be afraid of being hurt
Don't let this magic die
The answers' there
Oh, just look in her eyes
Hermione quickly rounded the corner and wiped away a tear as she heard he portrait hole open once again. She quickened her pace, not knowing exactly where she was heading, hearing footsteps echoing from behind her.
A few minutes later, Hermione found herself in the entrance hall, not knowing exactly why she was there, and she could still hear the footsteps following her along. She stopped and looked out onto the wet lawn through the open front doors. It was pouring, thundering, and the lightening flashed. Hermione walked through the doors, halfway down the steps, and sat. She stared out across the lawn at nothing in particular, her mind still buzzing, and a moment later, Ron joined her.
And make your final move
Mmm don't be scared
She wants you to
Yeah, it's hard
You must be brave
Don't let this moment slip away
They sat in silence for a few moments, apparently both lost in thought. The rain poured down, drenching them to their very bones. Lightening flashed. Thunder boomed. Rain poured. And finally-
"What are you doing up?" Ron croaked, staring out across the lawn.
"Couldn't sleep. I can't stop thinking," Hermione replied simply, twisting her hands in her lap.
"About what?" Ron asked curiously. He spared a glance at her, and smirked: she was wearing pink pajama pants and a blue sweater, which didn't match at all, but that was Hermione for you. He looked up at her face. It was full of concern and hurt. Raindrops rolled down her cheeks, running off the bridge of her nose. Her hair hung around her shoulders in limp curls, drenched from roots to ends.
"People," Hermione replied distractedly. She still continued to stare out over the lawn.
"Any specific people?" Ron asked playfully. Hermione's stony features didn't change, and ron felt his heart ache; he thought he could always make her smile.
"Harry," Hermione replied quietly.
"Oh..." Ron said, every inch of his voice covered in hurt. He dropped his gaze to his hands, which were balled together in front of him. He felt his insides burn with anger towards Harry.
"And you," Hermione said shyly, barely whispering it. She finally broke her gaze and looked at Ron. His gorgeous red hair lay stuck to the side of his head, thoroughly soaked. His blue, blue eyes were gazing down at his fists. He then looked up at her, his eyes filled with hope, and when they met with hers, a chill ran up through her spine and back down again.
So, believe that magic works
Don't be afraid - afraid of being hurt
No, don't let this magic die
Oh the answers there
Yeah, just look in her eyes
"Really?" said Ron in disbelief. His eyes open wide and a smirk spreading across his face. Hermione nodded, though still looked serious.
"Yes," Hermione said desperately, choking back tears. "Oh, Ron. What's going on between us?"
"What do you mean?" Ron said quickly, panic rising in his chest.
"I don't know," Hermione said with a sob, tears running freely among the raindrops. "Like, at Dumbledore's funeral! While you were holding me, I felt so safe and secure despite how sad and scared I was. And I felt like all I ever wanted and needed was right there, holding me." She gulped in air, and flapped her hands around and up to hide her eyes. "And then, the next day, everything just back to how it was? No! I won't have that, I can't, and I know you can't either!"
They sat in silence for a moment as thunder rumbled around them and Hermione shook with sobs. She thought perhaps he had left as she sat there, hiding her face. But a second later, he felt his hands pulling her hands away from her eyes, and she turned to look at him.
He looked deep into her eyes as no one had done before, and Hermione felt as if her knees had turned to mush. No one had every looked at her with eyes so filled with meaning, and she felt at that moment as if they were the only two people in the world, and the only person that mattered to her was him.
And don't believe this magic can die
No, no, no this magic can't die...
And then he was leaning in towards her, and she felt herself leaning in, too. She closed her eyes, and felt their lips tough. She felt her whole body go numb, and then suddenly melt.
Ron was kissing her. Finally. She couldn't believe it, and yet she could. She knew right then and there that this was where she belonged, in Ron's arms, and no one else's, and felt so utterly complete, the she never, ever, wanted to part with him.
Ever.
so dance your final dance
'Cause the is your final chance
♥Fin♥
A/N: Please R&R! That was my first ever songfic, and I surely hope it was good. I know it ended quickly, but that's just because iI was finished this really late and I REALLY wanted to sleep...but I hope you liked it! I got my inspiration for it while listening to "Magic Works", and so I decided to write a songfic with it....OKAY! I'm going to stop boring you. Just please leave comments, that's all I ask of you. I'm keeping this a Public entry for just a little while, too. Then it's FO again. Thanks!