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jaebilityHermione had been one half of Ron's pair of best friends ever since she had taken the blame for the nasty troll incident of first year. From that point forward she had proved time and time again that she was a useful and worthy piece of the Trio - and probably its best part.
Another interesting thing about Hermione was that she had breasts.
Ron had berated himself for being so surprised at this development; after all, she had been a girl for quite some time now (perhaps even her entire life) and it was only natural that as a member of the female persuasion, she would exhibit some of the qualities most commonly associated with said gender.
Thus he had no excuse for turning an unattractive shade of purple when he caught a glance of her chest. And he most certainly had no right whatsoever for staring at her bosom and wondering about the feel of the skin in that general area. Being that she was both a Best Friend and had known him since he was a Wee Lad, Hermione was logically and severely out of bounds. It would be an insult to her person if he thought about the taste of her lips, or the sighs that he could evoke from her, or if she'd ever consent to meeting him in the Room of Requirement after hours. But his devious and often antagonizing mind had a way of fantasing about such inappropriate material, the damned thing, especially at inopportune times. He didn't think about Harry that way and he'd even seen Harry in his skivvies.
Another interesting thing about Hermione was that she had breasts.
Ron had berated himself for being so surprised at this development; after all, she had been a girl for quite some time now (perhaps even her entire life) and it was only natural that as a member of the female persuasion, she would exhibit some of the qualities most commonly associated with said gender.
Thus he had no excuse for turning an unattractive shade of purple when he caught a glance of her chest. And he most certainly had no right whatsoever for staring at her bosom and wondering about the feel of the skin in that general area. Being that she was both a Best Friend and had known him since he was a Wee Lad, Hermione was logically and severely out of bounds. It would be an insult to her person if he thought about the taste of her lips, or the sighs that he could evoke from her, or if she'd ever consent to meeting him in the Room of Requirement after hours. But his devious and often antagonizing mind had a way of fantasing about such inappropriate material, the damned thing, especially at inopportune times. He didn't think about Harry that way and he'd even seen Harry in his skivvies.
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Date: 2005-12-16 02:34 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-12-19 01:44 pm (UTC)I suppose it was needed though, in the long run.
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