~ Ron x Hermione ~
'You're the sky that I fell through,
And I remember the view, whenever I'm holding you.'
Hermione had always annoyed Ron. Right from the first moment that they met before their first year had even properly begun. It was the way she had bossed him and Harry around, acting like she was better than them. And then, on top of that, she had already been better at magic than him, despite being a muggle born. The encounter had just screamed know it all at him, and he decided then that they would never be friends.
Then of course he and Harry had saved her from a troll, and the three of them became best friends. She had still annoyed him though. After the troll incident she stopped being just a know it all, she started to make him and Harry do their homework as soon as they got it, and just generally make them more like herself. He liked her, of course, but they were almost constantly bickering. He had lost count of the amount of times that he had looked away from her during a petty fight to see Harry rolling his eyes at them. It was a strange relationship. They just got on each other's nerves too easily and both had a short enough temper to argue ten times a day.
And now, here they were, in their third year, and she was in his arms. She was soft and warm, unlike the freezing air around them. Her curls brushed his cheek, her arms squeezed him tightly, and her fingers clung to his top. He hardly knew how to feel about this, as the reason for the embrace was that a dark creature in a cloak had just glided into their compartment, and he was terrified. He felt his emotions draining away, leaving only misery behind. But then a light obscured his vision and the thing was gone. Hermione seemed to realise where she was, and blushed before letting go of him. He was momentarily sad that she had let go, before feeling elated that the being had been forced away.
Suddenly the compartment was full of movement and voices as everything was explained. Ron had to tell Harry that he had fainted and the professor was explaining that the hooded figure was a dementor of Azkaban. Ron quickly forgot his brief hug with Hermione, and any feeling that it may have highlighted were forgotten with it.
Thank you for reading :D Hopefully I will have the next chapter up soon, and it should be longer, this was just a quick introduction (: