adenei

[adenei]

Lmfao @nena-96 wtf is this?

I want to take a heaping batch of #adenei and spread it all over me like I’m that peanut butter baby. You know the one.

[adenei]

‘an ode to ron weasley’ by hermione jean granger 🩷

#how cute is this #gimme all the romione art #romione #ron weasley appreciation #ron weasley #hermione granger

[adenei]

YES TO ALL OF THIS

I always hear 'Ron wasn't intelligent enough for hermione' this post is not about the couple's compatibility. This post is about Ron's intelligence. So bear with me.

Ron defeated Mcgonagall at chess when he was 12.

He casted a nonverbal spell *almost* successfully at the age of 12 when malfoy called Hermione a mudblood. That too with a broken second hand wand. Yes. 'Eat slugs' was a nonverbal spell in the books.

He got more O.W.Ls than Fred George combined without studying properly.

He got 7 O.w.Ls. and 6 exceed expectations in top 6 subjects and he didn't study like Hermione.

He could produce a corporeal patronus at the age of 15 when many grown up wizards and witches struggled with it. Even Hermione the brightest witch of her age struggled with this charm.

He fought the deatheaters in the 5th year and 6th year.

He saved Tonks' life during the 7 potters scene. Even Tonks, a qualified auror was impressed with his skills.

He deceived the snatchers in the DH and survived WITHOUT HERMIONE for many weeks

He disarmed bellatrix at malfoy manor. He took down greyback with the help of Neville. He fought in the battle of hogwarts.

He became a successful auror after the war.

Also he came up with the idea that tom riddle killed moaning myrtle, he told Harry to use Felix felicis, he discovered how to get back to Harry Hermione even though they had strong protection spells around their tent, He mimicked harry's parsletongue successfully, he came up with the idea(in the DH) that the basilisk's fangs could destroy horcruxes, He told Hermione to use her wand when she was panicking under pressure, he was the best liar among them. He easily fooled lucius and other deatheaters at the manor by mimicking Peter.

Not to mention his wit!! His one liners were unmatchable. Many times he was even funnier/wittier than Fred George.

Dear Hp fandom, academic intelligence is not the only form of intelligence. Try to understand it. Don't dismiss someone's intelligence just because he is not studious.

[adenei]

someone said that the marauders lived the teenage years the golden trio didn’t and the golden trio lived the adult life the marauders couldn’t and i seriously needed a moment to reflect cause wtf

[adenei]

@waythebatpainter sure do! May or may not have just written a 7th year different houses AU where they uh, well, see above haha

head girl and her dropout boyfriend

#romione #this art is gold #romione art #i love them so much #and I love toorumlk

[adenei]

【Romione】 What did Hermione say？

#romione #ahhhhhh more romione art #i'm screaming #idk where this resurgence is coming from but damn i'm here for it

[adenei]

I will never not reblog this. 🤣

maybe this got away from the original request a little bit, but i just couldn’t fight the idea. sorry anon i just feel that cormac so WOULD

#romione #otp #hermione totally wants some of that #Harry you need to leave NOW

[adenei]

They are the epitome of 'one true love'. 13 year old Ron probably has no idea yet he's still like, I'd do anything for her. I am so enjoying OP's metas!

Hello! I just had the pleasure of reading your big romione meta. So well argued and articulated! It really made me miss the livejournal era of fandom, when meta was a much bigger part of the discourse. Do you have a favourite romione moment? Which ones?

ahhh thank you so much, anon!

i will ride out to war for romione without the slightest provocation at all, so actually having an excuse to talk about them is delightful.

my top romione moment will - of course - always be...

ron using the sight of her empty chair to convince him to face aragog

But Lockhart’s disgusting cheeriness, his hints that he had always thought Hagrid was no good, his confidence that the whole business was now at an end, irritated Harry so much that he yearned to throw Gadding with Ghouls right in Lockhart’s stupid face. Instead he contented himself with scrawling a note to Ron: Let’s do it tonight. Ron read the message, swallowed hard, and looked sideways at the empty seat usually filled by Hermione. The sight seemed to stiffen his resolve, and he nodded.

i just love this! he's facing his greatest fear for her!

and it also sets up the fact that hermione is shown to provide ron with the push it takes for him to step out of his comfort zone in more ordinary ways throughout the series, but - even without this - him being willing to go visit an enormous spider in the middle of the night on the off chance that it might help unravel the mystery of how she's been petrified always gets me.

#romione #romione meta #it's so refreshing to see stuff like this on my dash #thank you op

[adenei]

Not disputing you ofc but do you remember the exact line about ron looking like bill perchance? I would love it for referencing purposes

thank you very much for the ask, anon!

and i am afraid that you're getting a more long-winded answer than you may have been hoping for...

male weasleys are split down the middle into two camps, physically:

charlie, fred, and george are described as being short and stocky [although "short" is doing a lot of heavy lifting here, since they're all taller than harry: fred and george shrink when they take polyjuice potion to transform into him in deathly hallows].

the implication - i think - is that charlie and the twins look like molly, who is described several times as short and plump in build. ginny is also described numerous times in the books as short and is said in chapter thirty-three of order of the phoenix to resemble fred and george facially, which, since's she's described in deathly hallows as having her mother's brown eyes - which probably triggered some sort of freudian shudder in harry - means i think we can conclude that this half of the family all look their mam.

[and also that molly is a hottie herself. she often gets turned by the fandom into a fairly sexless being - even though she didn't have those seven children immaculately, did she? - with a strict, prudish vibe. and - to do some discourse for a moment - we all know that the fact that she's described as fat is the direct cause of this. but several men are canonically ready to risk it all for ginny - and it's time we all acknowledged this is because she inherited her bonafide baddie powers straight from molly.]

percy and ron - on the other hand - are, like arthur, described as being tall, thin, and gangly. bill is never explicitly said to be slender, but he is described in the fifth chapter of goblet of fire as "tall" immediately after harry has stated that charlie is short[ish] and broad - which allows us to reasonably infer that he's on the arthur-weasley-skinny-legend side of the family.

and we can also assume - since ron is never said to resemble molly, nor [to harry's great relief] ginny, facially - that his features - his long nose and blue eyes - come from his father, who is also the source of percy's short-sightedness.

and, while harry [the narrative perspective] never says that he thinks arthur is hot - because why would he? - nor percy and ron [although i think it's worth noting that he doesn't consider it ridiculous that both of them manage to pull - and it's never suggested that penelope clearwater and lavender brown aren't cuties] it's actually possible to justify the idea that they are canonically fit using more than pure hot air...

[harry does - obviously - think bill's a babe. he sees fleur checking him out and immediately thinks... same.]

because a very striking narrative choice that the series makes is the idea that all pureblood nuclear family units look identical to each other - which serves as a visual metaphor for the importance of blood-status and lineage within the wizarding world. this is why narcissa malfoy is as pale and blonde as lucius and draco [even though bellatrix and andromeda are dark haired] and why molly is a redhead even though red hair and freckles are stated in the text to be weasley - rather than prewett - traits. harry's resemblance to his pureblood father eases his passage through wizarding society. voldemort's lack of resemblance to his pureblood mother does the opposite.

the weasleys and the malfoys are narrative mirrors within the series - with the fact that ron and draco are both so near-identical to arthur and lucius as to be immediately identifiable as each man's son by anyone who meets them part of this mirroring. it makes sense, then, that since the non-ron weasley children don't have a specific malfoy mirror, the same general principle applies, and the three weasley brothers who are built like arthur also strongly resemble him facially - and that bill also has a long nose [and a long something else, i'll wager!] and a cracking pair of baby blues.

or that if bill is hot, arthur is hot - and therefore if arthur is hot, ron is hot.

[where bill outpaces his brothers, i fear, is that he clearly has rizz - whereas ron's seduction skills are famously weak before he gets his hands on a copy of twelve fail-safe ways to charm witches - i.e. when he cockblocks harry spectacularly by beefing with cho unprovoked about the quidditch team she supports, which always sends me - and percy is... percy.]

[if ron had simply played it cool he could have finessed going to the ball with fleur, and i'll die on that hill...]

[adenei]

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

When You Wish Upon a Star

Title: When You Wish Upon A Star

Author: adenei

Trope: Soulmates

Summary: 

Three years after graduating, Hermione finds herself at the annual Hogwarts Alumni Quidditch Tournament, still single, living alone with Crookshanks, and no closer to finding love than when she was a student here. But sitting there on the sidelines, she can’t help wishing for something more, and finds herself weighing her options as the party rages on, mourning the lost chances of ever being anything more than Ron’s best friend.

She doesn’t have to wallow for very long though, because as fate would have it, her prospects for love suddenly take a turn…but is it for the better?

WC: 2360 (Multichap) 

Rating: M

TW: none

**********

Music blares at an overwhelming decibel level, but the crowd of people somehow manage to shout and cheer above it. There’s a strong smell of Firewhiskey in the air, and if the colors red and gold could throw up everywhere, it’d still be tamer than the sight in front of her. This isn’t Hermione’s scene at all, yet here she stands in the stuffy common room, packed to the brim with more people than it should probably be allowed to hold. 

It’s crazier than any victory party Hermione’s ever attended, and for once she’s more than happy to not have any Prefect or Head Girl duties falling on her shoulders. If things get out of hand, that’s on Minerva. She’s the one who let them all in for the celebration, knowing full well what would probably happen. 

After all, how else would you expect a large group of former students to act whilst reliving their glory days? It doesn’t even matter that the Annual Hogwarts Alumni Quidditch Tournament was specifically designed to be an inter-house event, or that participants were required to write their names down to be magically sorted into teams. Gryffindor is always over-represented, which meant there’d be major celebrations regardless of which team won.

Still, Hermione appreciates the camaraderie it builds. There have been many efforts to rebuild the magical world following Voldemort’s defeat, and the recently instituted alumni event is one of those things that people have looked forward to over the last few summers.

This year, though, proves to be a little more chaotic. Not that Hermione would actually know. It’s her first time attending one of these things—if only as a spectator. But based on the stories she’s heard about the past couple years, she has a hard time believing it’s ever gotten this out of hand.

But maybe that’s because of the way the teams shook out—notably with Harry and Ron being chosen for the same team. They’d also somehow managed to get Ginny, George, and Demelza. Hermione couldn’t help but laugh when she’d found out. Regardless of her limited Quidditch knowledge, even she knew they were an unstoppable group, and there was no hope for her to skip sitting in the stands this year. Especially not when Ron had flooed straight to Hermione’s flat when lists were delivered, begging her to come and watch. Of course she’d said yes. 

She’s glad she came though. It’s been nice to see everyone, and things were made a little sweeter when Ron and Harry won the Alumni Cup. After all, there’d been moments—both during the feast and the current after-party—where Hermione almost felt as though she were a student again. Almost. 

But she’s not. Three years have passed since she graduated, and while nothing about Hogwarts has changed since the last time she roamed its ancient halls, everything about her has. Or maybe it hasn’t, depending on the way she looks at it. 

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#romione #romione trope fest 2024 #soulmates

[adenei]

Finally getting a chance to catch on tumblr - I am so ready for this! (and you should be too)

Here’s a little teaser for a fic that was supposed to be for Romione Trope Fest, but it didn’t get posted. (Note: I have no posting schedule and I’m debating on taking off a scene from this story but then again it’s a crucial moment. I’m still thinking on it) also tagging a few folks in case you’d like to see this: @my-patronus-is-a-champagne-glass @voldemorts-tap-shoes @adenei @be11atrixthestrange

Anywho, this story has three tropes in one: Muggle AU, Fake Not Dating and C-blocker Harry!

Summary:

What happens when Hermione, Ron, Seamus and Luna compete for: Favorite Teacher Award. What class will win the “Hogwarts Cup,”and claim bragging rights for the rest of the week? Is principal Potter really so oblivious?

Most importantly why is Ron’s new TA managing to work Ms. Granger’s very last damn nerve? Well, let’s just say that Hogwarts Elementary will be packed with tons of spirit!

Ladies, and gentlemen grab a seat and prepare yourself for a week filled with excitement and joy because this is a week you won’t forget.

Hogwarts Elementary- Snippets below the cut

Monday: Crazy Hair Day

Hermione clasped her hands over her mouth in shock, she felt her eyes go wide. As she stared at the man before her, to be more precise she was staring at his hair. Ron Weasley, had dyed his red hair into a deep charcoal black. Even his beard was black, along with his eyebrows. Heavens, he looked nothing like the man she had left in bed this morning-

“Good morning, Ms. Granger. Like my new look.” Ron said, pulling her out of her thoughts.

Tuesday: Superhero Day

“Eric, you do realize that Appreciation day is on Thursday, correct?” Seamus spoke gently to the boy, who was dressed almost identical like himself.

“Yes, Mr. Finnigan…but I-I….you are my superhero. You always motivate me to do my work and you never give up on me. Y-You are my superhero.” Eric looks up with watery eyes, and Seamus does his best to keep his feelings in check.

Wednesday: Sports Day (a little teacher vs student basketball game)

“Yeah! Stay down!” Hermione shouts after managing to block the shot that her student was going to make.

Thursday: Appreciation Day

“[Redacted]?” Is that really you?” Ron asked in complete disbelief, he almost dropped the flyers he had in his hands. “What it’s been like eight years?”

“Yeah, I didn’t know you worked here? I thought you were going into police academy?” [Redacted] had said in a tone that sounded a little too sweet for Hermione’s liking.

Friday Spirit Day:

“Boys and girls, we are about to reveal which House is the winner of this year’s Spirit Week!” Harry, announced through the microphone.

The students cheered, while the teachers tried to get them to quiet down. Which was easier said than done, given the fact that the majority of the students had candy before coming down to the gymnasium.

[adenei]

gahh I love them both so much

Peraltiago + Romione Parallels

*none of the gifs are mine*

[adenei]

Hi, for the ask game, here’s a few

🪐 ⇢ name three good things going on in your life right now

🐝 ⇢ tag your biggest supporter(s) and say one nice thing about them

🌸 ⇢ do you have any pets? if you do, post some pictures of them

Hi anon! Thanks for the ask! :)

🪐 ⇢ name three good things going on in your life right now

The idea bank is back in business and I'm writing consistently again!

Taylor Swift Dance Night is next and I cannot wait!

My daughter is at such a fun age right now (aside from all the teething. the molars are a B*TCH), and I love watching her learn and grow <3

🐝 ⇢ tag your biggest supporter(s) and say one nice thing about them

Oh gosh. I have so many constants. Like, truly. Any time I post a story, I know there are some diehard readers of mine that not only follow my stuff, but also leave the kindest comments on every single update. You readers are the true superheroes here. Thank you for supporting my hobby. You have no idea what it means to me (I'm afraid to mention anyone by name because I don't want to leave anyone out). But I will give a special shout out to @my-patronus-is-a-champagne-glass - you are perhaps one of my biggest cheerleaders and I am so thankful to have connected with you through fic! You are so kind and I love that you love the Be My Queen universe as much as I do!

🌸 ⇢ do you have any pets? if you do, post some pictures of them

Sure do! I have a dog, whose name is Bella (short for Bellatrix) and oh dear lord does she embody her namesake. I'll try to add a pic soon.

Thanks again for the ask!

#adenei answers

[adenei]

Here's Chapter 2!

Sorry for the mildly depressing notes at the beginning. I'm having a really fun love/hate relationship with this fic.

When You Wish Upon a Star

Title: When You Wish Upon A Star

Author: adenei

Trope: Soulmates

Summary: 

Three years after graduating, Hermione finds herself at the annual Hogwarts Alumni Quidditch Tournament, still single, living alone with Crookshanks, and no closer to finding love than when she was a student here. But sitting there on the sidelines, she can’t help wishing for something more, and finds herself weighing her options as the party rages on, mourning the lost chances of ever being anything more than Ron’s best friend.

She doesn’t have to wallow for very long though, because as fate would have it, her prospects for love suddenly take a turn…but is it for the better?

WC: 2360 (Multichap) 

Rating: M

TW: none

**********

Music blares at an overwhelming decibel level, but the crowd of people somehow manage to shout and cheer above it. There’s a strong smell of Firewhiskey in the air, and if the colors red and gold could throw up everywhere, it’d still be tamer than the sight in front of her. This isn’t Hermione’s scene at all, yet here she stands in the stuffy common room, packed to the brim with more people than it should probably be allowed to hold. 

It’s crazier than any victory party Hermione’s ever attended, and for once she’s more than happy to not have any Prefect or Head Girl duties falling on her shoulders. If things get out of hand, that’s on Minerva. She’s the one who let them all in for the celebration, knowing full well what would probably happen. 

After all, how else would you expect a large group of former students to act whilst reliving their glory days? It doesn’t even matter that the Annual Hogwarts Alumni Quidditch Tournament was specifically designed to be an inter-house event, or that participants were required to write their names down to be magically sorted into teams. Gryffindor is always over-represented, which meant there’d be major celebrations regardless of which team won.

Still, Hermione appreciates the camaraderie it builds. There have been many efforts to rebuild the magical world following Voldemort’s defeat, and the recently instituted alumni event is one of those things that people have looked forward to over the last few summers.

This year, though, proves to be a little more chaotic. Not that Hermione would actually know. It’s her first time attending one of these things—if only as a spectator. But based on the stories she’s heard about the past couple years, she has a hard time believing it’s ever gotten this out of hand.

But maybe that’s because of the way the teams shook out—notably with Harry and Ron being chosen for the same team. They’d also somehow managed to get Ginny, George, and Demelza. Hermione couldn’t help but laugh when she’d found out. Regardless of her limited Quidditch knowledge, even she knew they were an unstoppable group, and there was no hope for her to skip sitting in the stands this year. Especially not when Ron had flooed straight to Hermione’s flat when lists were delivered, begging her to come and watch. Of course she’d said yes. 

She’s glad she came though. It’s been nice to see everyone, and things were made a little sweeter when Ron and Harry won the Alumni Cup. After all, there’d been moments—both during the feast and the current after-party—where Hermione almost felt as though she were a student again. Almost. 

But she’s not. Three years have passed since she graduated, and while nothing about Hogwarts has changed since the last time she roamed its ancient halls, everything about her has. Or maybe it hasn’t, depending on the way she looks at it. 

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[adenei]

The whole story is officially uploaded on ao3 and can be found here!

The Way I Love(d) You

Fic Title: The Way I Love(d) You

Author name: adenei

Trope: Soulmates

Summary: Junior Auror Ron Weasley is about to embark on his first assignment thanks to a new Death Eater threat. Hermione Granger has sworn off the Magical World forever, living in ignorant bliss as a Muggle. But what they both don’t realize is just how serious this threat is, not only for the magical world, but also for the two of them, and what it means for their future.

WC: 2k & counting (more chapters to be posted on ao3

Rating: Teen

TW: None

*****

5 March 1999

Attn: All Active Junior & Senior Aurors

There will be a mandatory briefing in Fawley Hall at 16:00.

Signed,

G. Robards, Head Auror

“Any idea what this is about?” Ron holds up the inter-office memo that he pulled off of his locker moments ago.

Harry finishes toweling off his hair before acknowledging the half-sheet of parchment. “No idea. But it doesn’t say ‘trainees,’ so why are we included?”

“Well, we did technically finish our six months of training,” Ron reasons.

It’s true. Long, grueling, eighty hour weeks have kept them both occupied since August. Not that Ron’s had anything better to do with his time. Especially since—no. He refuses to go there. He can’t.

Focus on the job. On protecting people. On making a difference. 

That’s all he can do right now. Anything’s better than grappling with what went wrong.

“—Ron?”

“Huh?” He glances back at Harry, realizing he’d tuned him out.

“I said—nevermind. It’s not worth arguing.”

Ordinarily, Ron would want to know what Harry said, but right now he’s too distracted to care. He pulls a clean undershirt out from his locker and pulls it over his head before throwing on his robes and affixing the shiny new badge that very clearly says ‘Junior Auror’ on it to his chest.

“Because you know I’m right.”

Harry rolls his eyes. “Yeah, well, we may hold the title of ‘Junior Auror’ but we’re still at the bottom of the totem pole.”

“I love how you say that as if you’re not already some God-sent war hero.” Ron snorts. 

They both are, but Harry definitely gets higher preferential treatment. Not that Ron’s resentful at all. He earned the right to be here, and he’s bloody proud of the badge, even if it means they’re being pulled into a last-minute briefing on a Friday afternoon.

“It’s nice to pretend I’m just like everyone else every once in a while.” Harry grins, trying to keep the comment light-hearted, but Ron knows there’s a stark truth behind it. “Come on, we’re going to be late if we don’t get moving. And I don’t know about you, but I’d rather not be on Robards’ bad side when we’re just starting out.”

Ron bites his tongue, resisting another jab as they head out of the locker room and toward the main entrance of the Auror department. It’s the quickest way to get to the briefing room, otherwise known as Fawley Hall. The large meeting area is already half-full by the time they get there.

Harry and Ron stand against the wall in the back with the other Junior Aurors who don’t dare to take one of the coveted seats at any of the tables. It’s common knowledge among the ranks that the Senior Aurors get precedence in these types of meetings. And though Ron would love to sit because of his aching legs after today’s training session, he doesn’t complain. Hopefully, this will be quick, and they’ll be on their way home for the weekend in no time.

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#romione #soulmates

[adenei]

Hi!

For the ask game:

🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here

🌻 ⇢ tag someone you appreciate but don't talk to on a regular basis

Please and thanks

Hi anon!

Thanks for the ask :)

🪲 ⇢ Well, lucky, lucky you. Here's a snippet of what I just sat down to work on in a completely unpublished WIP. [it's Romione of course]

"When Hermione wakes the next morning, she’s immediately overwhelmed by the distinct earthy scent of cedarwood and a hint of orange—Ron’s shampoo—and digs her nose even further into the pillow. With each slow inhale, she becomes more alert, more conscious, until she’s aware of exactly how her body is positioned."

🌻 ⇢ oh gosh, there are so many people on here! Gotta say this shout out goes to @abradystrix. You ever just meet someone and you're like, yes, this person just gets me? That's abrady! And I'm so thankful that our shared thoughts on CC brought us together. Hope you're doing well, friend!

Feel free to send me an ask from this list!

#adenei answers #ask game

[adenei]

Edie with the masterful cockblocker Harry once more!

Title: Go For Two

Author: Edie K.

Trope: Cockblocker Harry (one trick pony)

Rating: Teen

Summary: Harry interrupts a clandestine snogging session. AU HBP

AN: Thanks to adenei for the beta help fleshing this out. And alternative title is Cockblock Inception.

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“We really can’t be out much longer. It’ll look suspicious if patrols are this late,” Hermione whispered, as Ron moved his lips along her neck.

“Just. Ten. More. Minutes.” Ron punctuated each word with a kiss before moving to a spot just behind her ear.

“Mmm, okay. Ten minutes. A lot can be accomplished in ten minutes,” she replied as she let her fingers flirt with the waistband of his trousers.

The door to their secluded second floor classroom was ripped open with a force so great that it banged against the wall.

“Fuck!” yelled Ron, turning toward the entrance.

“Harry!” shrieked Hermione, hopping off the desk she had been sitting on.

Harry slammed the door closed behind him. “Thank Merlin I found you!”

Both Ron and Hermione’s eyes widened. “What’s wrong?”

Harry panted. “Nothing’s wrong, I just… bloody hell.”

“Why are you breathing so hard?”

“I was in the dorm, watching Malfoy on the map. Since you two were on rounds, I thought it was a good time to see if I could figure out where he was going.”

Hermione sighed. “Harry…”

“By the way, what are you two doing in here?” Harry asked, looking around the dusty classroom.

Hermione flushed. “Oh, we—”

“What was Malfoy doing?” Ron interrupted.

“I don’t know! I was watching and he suddenly disappeared off the map. So then I started poking my head in classrooms and… well.”

Harry’s face suddenly bloomed a shade of red that put Ron to shame on his worst day.

“So what was Malfoy up to?”

“I didn’t find him. It was someone else.”

“What?”

“I uh, I saw Lavender and Parvati.”

Hermione’s brow furrowed. “What are they doing in a classroom after curfew?”

Harry gave a little chuckle. “Uh, snogging.”

“WHAT?” yelped Ron, voice cracking.

“Snogging?” asked Hermione.

Harry nodded.

Ron shook his head. “Wait, wait. Is this like when they went through that phase in fourth year where they were acting like they were French to impress those Beauxbatons students and gave everyone the two quick kisses on each cheek?”

“Definitely not cheeks and definitely not quick.”

“Was there tongue?”

Harry shrugged. “I don’t know. I was more distracted by the hands under clothes.”

“Oh fuck, are you seri—OW!”

Ron rubbed the arm that Hermione had just swatted.

“Don’t be gross!”

“I’m not being gross, I’m trying to assess the situation. We’re prefects, aren’t we?”

Hermione rolled her eyes. “How would you feel if—I just mean that they deserve some discretion, even if they were breaking the rules.”

Harry sighed. “I hope they don’t think I’m going to tell anyone. Other than you two of course.”

Ron’s eyes widened. “They know you saw them?”

“Yeah. I tried to leave quietly but then I knocked a set of scales off a desk and that got their attention. I just lied that I was looking for you guys and ran for it. Merlin, this is so embarrassing.”

Hermione closed her eyes and rubbed her temple before responding. “Harry, they’re probably much more embarrassed than you and maybe even a bit nervous that you’ll tell everyone. They’re obviously hiding it for a reason.”

“Hermione, will you talk to them for me tonight? Tell them I won’t say anything. I’ll forget I ever saw anything,” Harry pleaded, hands clasped together.

Ron chuckled. “How?”

Hermione shot him a dirty look. “I’ll assure them that none of us will say a word.”

Harry exhaled and nodded. “Thanks.”

“You need to get back to the common room, Harry. Ron and I will finish up our rounds.”

“Yeah. See you up there.” Harry glanced at the map before opening the door slowly and stuck his head out. Once he seemed satisfied the coast was clear, he crept out, letting the door close behind him.

Ron threw his hands up, shaking his head in disbelief. “How does he always manage to find us and interrupt us? I swear Hermione, he knows we’re together and he’s taking the mickey. That’s the third time in two weeks! At least today he had a good reason.”

Hermione glared at Ron, hands on her hips. “You were awfully interested in my roommates.”

Ron threw his hands up, lips curving up slightly. “Oi, what do you expect?”

“It’s just so cliche. They aren’t together for your entertainment.”

Ron reached for her hips and pulled her toward him. “I know but here I am, kissing my gorgeous girlfriend, who had quite the set of wandering hands when Harry burst in the door and started going on about two attractive, albeit significantly less beautiful witches snogging. I mean, you can’t blame a bloke for having some questions.”

Hermione huffed as she threaded her arms around his neck. “Such a typical man.”

Ron leaned in and pressed his lips against hers. “You like it,” he muttered against her mouth.

Instead of answering him, Hermione moved closer, deepening the kiss for a moment before pulling away. “We can’t get too caught up. Harry is expecting us.”

Ron groaned but took a step back. “So you really didn’t suspect there was anything going on between them?”

“Not at all. I thought Lavender had a crush on you!”

Ron furrowed his brow. “Why do you think they’re hiding it?”

Hermione pushed her hair out of her eyes as she considered the question. “Probably for the same reasons we are.”

Ron snorted. “What, they’re also worried Harry will fall back into his brooding fifth year dramatics? I appreciate their consideration for us.”

Hermione rolled her eyes. “Not Harry specifically. I just meant that they likely don’t know how accepting everyone would be of their relationship.”

“Is it going to be weird for you?”

“Would it be weird for you if it were Seamus and Neville?”

“Kinda. I mean, snog whoever you want but it would feel strange to have roommates dating. Why do you think they were in a classroom though?”

“What do you mean?”

“Draw the curtains on one of their beds, cast some charms and you have all the privacy you need. Instead, they’re in a classroom, getting interrupted by Ha—” Ron’s words trailed off as he broke into laughter.

“What?”

Ron’s shoulders shook as he spoke. “I can’t believe that Harry cockblocked us so that he could tell us about how he cockblocked Lavender and Parvati.”

“Co—honestly Ron, must you be so crude?” Hermione said, biting back a smile.

“I guess technically he didn’t cockblock Lavender and Parvati because, you know. It was more of a—”

“Finish that vulgar thought and Harry won’t be able to block anything for quite some time.”

He chuckled and took a step closer. “Okay, okay, I’ll stop. Now, where were we before we were so rudely interrupted? I think you said something about giving me ten more minutes.”

“I think ten minutes have passed,” she smiled

Ron tucked her hair behind her ear and let his hand linger on her face. “Don’t you know the rules? An interruption by Harry restarts the clock.

Her fingers circled his wrist as she tilted her face up toward his. “In that, I believe I said a lot can be accomplished in ten minutes.”