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Polyjuice	By : Dazzlious Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 32326 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from J K Rowling's fantastic books or films, I'm just borrowing and playing with them for a little while and get no monetary reward for doing so

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A/N: I want to say a HUGE thank you to my wonderful beta, Mamacita who among other things has done a marvellous job of taming my terrible punctuation and given me much useful feedback. Dx

Hermione gasped as she was pulled into an alcove, strong arms wrapped around her waist pushing her back against the wall, warm lips finding hers, questing and deep. When the kiss finally finished she giggled quietly, her hand running down the face of her captor.
‘Ronald!’ she whispered disapprovingly. ‘What do you think you’re doing?’
‘You always ask the stupidest questions, Hermione. What do you think I’m doing?’ Ron replied laughingly as he pulled her into another kiss.
‘Stop it. We’ll get caught in here.’ Hermione was worried.
Ron just laughed again. ‘You worry too much, love. Who’s going to catch us?’
A cold, dark voice in the corridor pulled them both up sharply.
‘Snape, for one,’ Hermione hissed.
Ron kissed her again, pushing her further into the wall, his hard body covering hers, hoping that Snape would pass without noticing them in the alcove. But of course, Snape’s eyesight was acute so they were more likely to get caught than not. Fortunately, a scuffle broke out further down the corridor and the Potions Master rushed to sort it out, going straight past the couple without spotting them. Both Ron and Hermione breathed a huge sigh of relief.
‘Let’s get out of here before he comes back,’ Hermione whispered, shrugging free of Ron’s loosening grip. They slid from the alcove and headed down the corridor in the opposite direction from the teacher.
‘Shall we go and find somewhere else to be alone?’ Ron asked hopefully.
Hermione shook her head. ‘I need to get to the Library, Ronald. I’ve got homework to finish and I’m sure you have too.’ She stared at him sharply.
Ron looked petulant and sighed dramatically. ‘Fine, go to the Library. I’m going to go and find Harry. How about later?’ He stroked Hermione’s hand before taking it firmly in his own.
Hermione looked at him in surprise. Although she had fancied Ron for years, he had hardly shown any interest in her at all; he had certainly never made any attempt at anything physical before. Previously his only interests had been being sulky and stroppy at her going to the Yule Ball with Viktor in their fourth year and then trying to get back at her by going out with Lavender in their sixth. In fact, she almost didn’t recognise this Ron at all, but there was no way she was going to miss what could be her one opportunity with him.
Smiling, she turned towards the boy. ‘Of course. Perhaps we can go for a walk after dinner? I’m sure Harry will understand.’
‘Don’t worry about Harry,’ Ron assured her. ‘I’ll sort things with him.’ He winked. He reached out with his free hand to brush Hermione’s face. ‘I’ll see you back in the common room later.’ He leant across and gave her a brief kiss on the lips as he squeezed her hand, then, winking again, he swaggered off down the hall, leaving Hermione watching him in bewilderment.

Ron came to find Hermione in the Library later and told her he had come up with a plan for after dinner. He was going to go with Harry, and Hermione was to make an excuse and leave them to it. He was then going to get rid of Harry and come to meet her. Hermione agreed although she wasn’t sure she wanted to head to the seventh floor on her own. She hadn’t been up there since the DA had stopped practising in the Room of Requirement, and she had never liked that corridor. However, she shrewdly guessed that Ron was hoping they could visit the Room. It made sense, as they would definitely be alone there. She agreed and continued with her homework.
As usual, Ron ate his entire body weight at dinner. Hermione had no idea where he put it all he never seemed to gain any weight. He was so busy eating that he almost completely ignored her, which hurt a little considering his actions of the afternoon, but she knew she would be with him later so she tried to shrug off his annoying behaviour. She hardly ate anything. She was torn between being excited about finally being Ron’s girlfriend and being anxious about what would happen later, and her stomach was full of butterflies.
Ron noticed.
‘What’s the matter, Hermione? Why aren’t you eating?’ He looked confused.
Hermione smiled weakly. ‘I’m not really very hungry,’ she replied as she watched Ron bite into yet another chicken leg. He shrugged and continued eating, turning to talk to Harry. When she decided she couldn’t face sitting with the food or Ron any longer Hermione excused herself, telling her friends that she was going to the Library. Ron rolled his eyes.
‘You live in that bloody place!’
‘Some of us like to get our homework done occasionally, Ronald,’ Hermione retorted as she turned on her heel and walked towards the door.
As she headed towards the library Hermione wondered whether Ron would really come to meet her as he had promised he would. He had seemed so different that afternoon. At dinner, he was more like his usual self.
She wandered aimlessly, knowing she had another thirty-odd minutes before Ron would get rid of Harry and come to find her. For a moment she thought about not bothering and going back to the common room, maybe even back to her dorm in case he was going to stand her up, but the possibility of finally being with Ron after all this time stopped that idea before it had a chance to take hold.
As Hermione looked around she realised she had automatically made her way to the seventh floor without even thinking about it. She shivered. This place really gave her the creeps. It was dusty from disuse and had lots of deep alcoves, some of which contained suits of armour that she wasn’t convinced didn’t have a life of their own. The light in the corridor was dim and flickered a lot, and she wouldn’t have been surprised to come across any of the school’s ghosts there. She wrapped her arms around herself in an effort to stop the chill that suddenly ran through her.
‘Hey, love. Sorry I’m late.’ Ron came up behind her and scooped her into his arms, his mouth running kisses down her neck as he pressed against her back.
‘No problem,’ Hermione managed, biting her bottom lip so she wouldn’t moan out loud at the feel of his lips on her. ‘I haven’t been here that long myself. Was Harry okay?’
Ron laughed. ‘Of course. I hinted I was meeting a Ravenclaw and had to get out to meet her.’
‘Why can’t we just tell him we’re seeing each other?’
‘Do you think he’ll be happy about that? I mean, I think he might be a bit funny about it.’ Ron seemed a little uncomfortable at the suggestion.
Hermione sighed. ‘Don’t worry, Ronald, I won’t tell him.’ Personally, she didn’t think Harry would have a problem with it, but she didn’t want to do anything to upset Ron when she was this close to attaining the so-desired status of girlfriend. She twisted in his grasp so she was facing him, her face turned up to his. He bent down to kiss her.
‘I thought we might go into the Room of Requirement,’ he said candidly after the kiss finished. ‘If you want to, that is?’
Hermione smiled. ‘Of course I do,’ she replied. She didn’t want to seem too eager, but after all, this had been what she had been fantasising about for the last five years.
Ron smiled. ‘It’ll be interesting to see what the Room comes up with if we’re both thinking about it. I just hope it isn’t the Library.’
Hermione thumped his arm. ‘Hey. What’s wrong with the Library?’
‘Nothing. It’s just not somewhere I’d choose to be with you tonight if you know what I mean.’ Ron reddened.
Hermione chuckled. ‘I know what you mean, and don’t worry — I promise I won’t be thinking of the Library.’
The two of them thought hard of what they needed and walked up and down the corridor. Sure enough, on the third circuit, a door appeared in one of the walls. Ron opened the door and peeked inside, then stepped back to let Hermione enter. He had a huge grin on his face, so she knew that whatever he had been thinking about had obviously been placed in the room.
Cautiously she stepped through the door.
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