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The Engagement	By : saritat9 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Ron/Hermione Views: 6588 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Engagement

Chapter 3: The Status Quo
Percy was feeling rather pleased with his progress regarding Miss Hermione Granger. That may have sounded a bit too presumptuous, but yes, he was satisfied with the status quo. They'd had lunch Monday (Hermione had ordered Shepherd's pie and he had enjoyed an excellent dish of lamb with roasted pepper and black mushrooms) and they had quite enjoyed one another's company. Molly had surprise-visited him before and after and she was pushing him quite heavily towards Hermione.

"She's such a nice girl, and someone for you to take seriously. She's going places. And she's the only woman who probably wouldn't complain about the hours you keep and how much you work. You do work too much, Percy. Anyway, I always thought Ronnie would-"

"Oh, Mother, it's nothing like that yet. I have a deep respect for her, I even like her, but we don't know each other well enough."

Molly clucked her tongue. "Don't pass her by, Percy. You'll regret it later. She's special. And, she's meant to be a Weasley."

"No pressure there, Mother?"

Molly pecked him on the cheek. "Of course not, dear. You just take your time."

= = =

Hermione didn't know quite how she had gotten herself in this situation - perpetually on stand by (and intended to Viktor) while Ron romanced one girl after another. She knew she still kind of fancied Ron...with less "kind of" and more of fancying the pants off of him. She wished! Ron had been her favourite obsession (along with her studies and then later on S.P.E.W) ever since she met him on the train to Hogwarts. Even though it seemed the feeling wasn't mutual. He had tried to turn Scabbers yellow with a fake spell given to him by one of the twins, and when it didn't work he had acted quite haughtily towards her. She had done her best to impress the boys as well, showing them her academic prowess. Ron had looked at her as though she was from another planet. She loved both her boys, but even as an ickle first year she had felt differently towards Ron than Harry. They seriously got on each other's nerves. Sometimes more, sometimes less, but quarrelling was a given. Most of the time she even liked it. It was just how she and Ronald operated and she liked how it kept her on her toes. It was explosive.

Ron claimed she nagged. In hindsight Hermione didn't bother to deny that that had been the case. Even hindsight hadn't made her regret it though; those boys had depended on her nagging, especially Ron. It was what they expected. Hermione couldn't honestly say if Ron would have done better or worse without her influence; who knew if he actually would have worked harder if there had never been anyone to take care of the reminding and be a last-minute fall back. She doubted it though- reading and studying had never been among his priorities.

As for actual action between them, there had only been that amazing kiss during the battle of Hogwarts, and unfortunately that had never amounted to anything. It was her first real kiss, and even now it was still the kiss she compared others to. It wasn't technically the best she had had, but there was a spark that she hadn't been able to mount up with any other man. At the time she had thought that that was it; that the kiss they shared was all that it would take for Ron and she to get together once the battle was over, assuming both of them lived to tell the tale. In reality there had been other stuff to deal with; mainly bringing her parents back from Australia and the death in the Weasley family. George still wasn't quite right, but then she supposed some people thought he never had been. It was hard on him to lose his partner in crime and the single person who had been with him, a part of him, all throughout his life. Now he was left behind with no one to begin the sentences that he was so used to finishing. Hermione suspected that some small part of him wished he would've died with Fred. He'd never said it out loud, nor would he ever take another child from his mother. Hermione supposed that it probably made it harder for George to get along with Percy, as his return to the Weasley fold happened just a moment before the blast and it had distracted all three of them from the battle.

Now she was getting to know Percy in a new way. They'd had lunch the other day and even though they had discussed shop, the lion share of the lunch conversation had been about their personal lives. Granted, it was on a somewhat superficial level, but it had still been nice. Hermione couldn't even remember the last time she had been out with any man other than Harry and Ron (always Harry and Ron together, never just Harry or Ron) or Viktor. Percy seemed to be interested in her, both intellectually and...dare she even think it...sexually. And that was an odd thought. Unlike all of his brothers, Percy was a reserved sort of man, but he was still a man and he looked at her as though he'd like to get to know her in that way, too - but only after three or more dates and definitely with something more long term in mind.

And that wasn't anything to scoff at, really! Not with her prospects. It wasn't as if Ron would ever consider her, anyway. Ron would never see her as woman of succulent flesh and hot blood - someone who needed sex, someone who was good at it, and someone he could easily end up marrying and raising a family with. She was convinced that eventually he would want a family, no matter how much he was playing the field. But what about Percy? Could she continue with him when she knew she had deeper feelings for Ron than for him?

Ron would always see her as his best friend. A well-meaning, major nag. Maybe she could start watching how she spoke to him from now on. Hermione really couldn't remember how their conversations had been going lately, but they were never alone together...Harry was always there as a bumper, and sometimes various Weasleys as well. Next time she would be really careful of how she spoke to him. She could stop nagging. She could talk to him the way Christina did.

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Ron had been dating Christina for almost four weeks now. Four weeks that outlasted the length of his usual relationships by at least a week. Ron didn't stick with Christina because he thought she was special. No, he stuck with Christina out of indolence and the comfort of some familiarity. As far as his women went, she was quite classy for one of them. She was smart. And she was beautiful, but not in a way that tattled of excessive use of cosmetic charms or glamours. The only thing he really didn't like about her was the way she prattled on about dumb, insignificant things just to fill the silence, when he very well knew she could've talked about substantial things if she chose to. It was almost as if she was afraid of losing his interest if she didn't talk in a way that was expected of his girlfriend. In truth, Ron was already losing his interest, and he doubted a change of topic could reverse the process.

The sex was good, though. Angels didn't cry when ever they came together but good time was had by all. Christina wasn't shy about giving her love and doing things to please him. She often suggested new things he might be interested in trying out. They had tried ropes (they had both been tied up on separate occasions), playing with food (that sounded sexy and sensual in theory but in reality it was not only sticky but it tainted the flavours and the mess was unbelievable) and finally the night of their latest Sunday dinner to the Burrow she had asked him if he was an arse man. Would a man say no to an offer like that? Certainly not Ronald Weasley.

And the end result? Christina had him by his guilty balls just by being eager to please him in bed and taking charge of all aspects of their relationship. So why wasn't it enough, Ron asked himself. What did he want from a serious girlfriend? Merlin knew he had tried out several, though shortly.

He didn't need to ponder long for the answer to dawn on him. She never really seemed relaxed around him. She didn't like Harry or Hermione. Trying to pair her off with Percy was a solid testament to that. Ron didn't know what she thought she would gain from that. Maybe she thought they would see less of her then. And after Hermione she would try to restrict his access to Harry to get him all to herself.

Ron shook his head to clear his thoughts. He was getting paranoid. He was probably just nervous for the longer than usual duration of his present relationship, he decided.

Even so, he found himself wishing Chrissy was more like Hermione.
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