A/N: Due to several requests to continue this story, I am doing just that- continuing. I was looking through my old files the other day and came across this chapter- I didn't even remember that I had written it. Oh well- I'm going to finish this story properly and that probably won't be for a while. But, hey, summer is coming up so I'll have some free time. Okay, I'm just babbling now. Have fun reading!

Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters, places, and other related... um, stuff belongs to J.K. Rowling. I own nothing.

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Way Too Early

Ron woke up groggily on Sunday morning and his ass was sore. He got out of bed and wondered why his rear hurt so much. He walked into the common room and saw pillows strewn about on the ground. He smiled and yawned at the same time. Then, something struck him. Why is no one else here? He ran frantically up the staircase, tripped over a stair, got back up, and ran into his room. He threw the covers off Harry's bed and found him looking confusedly up at his red-headed friend. "Harry! You're alive!"

Harry blinked a few times and yawned. "Yes, I think so…" Ron leaned down and hugged him. "Will you get off of me!" Ron let go and cleared his throat. "Ron, do you have any idea what time it is?"

"Umm, no."

"Well go find a clock and leave me alone." With that, Harry pulled his covers back up to his chin.

Ron wandered out of the guys' dormitory and back into the common room where he found a large grandfather clock. 4:27? How in hell did I wake up voluntarily this early? Oh well, I might as well wake up now. I can take a nap later. Ron plopped down on the couch.

Just then, Hermione walked down into the common room still in her pajamas and sat down beside Ron who failed to notice her presence until he felt the rise and fall of the cushion. "Why are you up this early?" Hermione asked.

"Why are you?" he asked with a jump.

"I like to get up early, and I know for a fact that you don't wake up unless someone punches you. So, why, no, how are you up?"

"I don't know. It scared me to death, though." He scratched his stubbly chin. "No one was in here and I freaked and I-"

"Hugged Harry," said Hermione with a smirk.

Ron's face went white and then it changed to a scarlet. "How did you know about that!"

"That's something for me to know and you to never find out…" She patted Ron on the shoulder as she got up. "I'll see you at breakfast."

"Hermione, tell me how you knew about that!"

"Bye, Ron," she said as she started ascending the stairs.

"Hermione!" He was standing up and his face was a red as ever. "HERMIONE!"

Just then, Seamus appeared over the ledge of the corridor that connected the dormitories, rubbing his eyes. "Look, Ron, if you and 'Mione feel the need to shag into the odd hours of the morning, please get out of the common room or at least put up a silencing charm," Seamus said sarcastically while chuckling to himself. Then, Hermione walked up behind him and backhanded him.

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Harry was in the shower trying to wash all the Ron off of himself. I can't believe he hugged me. I mean, yeah, he's my best mate but that's just…ew! He stepped out of the shower, got dressed, grabbed his broom, and walked into the common room. Ron was laughing at something. Harry, still kind of freaked out by the hug, decided that Ron was drunk so he continued on out the portrait hole. As soon as he stepped out into the corridor, he was greeted by Draco who looked half asleep.

"Oh! Hello, Po-" Draco mentally stomped his foot. Hermione wants me to call him Harry. Harry, Harry, Harry! "Good morning, Harry."

"Um, hi. Do you need something?" asked Harry confusedly.

"Yeah- is Hermione up yet?"

"I think so. She's probably getting ready- should be out soon. Why?"

"I got bored. No one's awake. Where are you headed?"

"The Quidditch pitch."

"Damn, you have practice on Sundays?"

"Nah, I just like go flying in the morning- it wakes me up."

"That's understandable." There was a weird silence. "Well don't let me keep you from your flight."

"Okay. See you later." Harry began to walk away but then turned back around. "You can wait inside the common room if you want to."

"You sure?" he asked somewhat shocked.

"Yeah, it's fine. It's not like anyone's going to jump you or anything," said Harry half laughing.

"Okay- thanks. Later." Draco walked into the common room.

"Bye." Harry walked down the hall and chuckled to himself. Let's just hope no one jumps him…

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Draco walked into the Gryffindor common room. Wow. Everything is so red. It kind of makes me feel all warm and tingly inside. Haha- just kidding. Draco's thoughts were interrupted by everyone's favorite redhead (who was still giggling a little bit).

"Malfoy? How did you get in here?"

"Chill, W-Ron. Harry let me in. And would it kill you to use my first name?"

"Fine, Draco. You waiting for 'Mione?"

"Yup. Is she up yet?"

"Yes, I am," said Hermione who was standing at the bottom of the stairs smiling. "Good morning."

"Hiya, Herms!"

"Hey, Ron." Then, she turned and gave Draco a quick kiss. "How'd you get in here?"

"Harry let me in."

"Well I'm glad he did." She turned back to Ron. "Did you two behave?"

"As much as possible," said Ron as he stubbornly crossed his arms over his chest.

"Thank you," she said as she hugged him.

"No problem," Ron said smiling.

"Now let's go get some breakfast." Hermione let go of Ron and laced her fingers in between Draco's. Draco and Hermione started walking out the portrait hole. Then, she turned around. "Coming, Ron?"

"Oh, um, okay. I thought it was a date sort of thing."

"No, we're just going to eat breakfast."

"Yeah, and I think Pansy's up," said Draco half smirking, half smiling.

"Okay! Um, you guys go ahead- I got to go change. See you in a bit." And with that, Ron ran upstairs.

Draco and Hermione proceeded out the portrait hole and about halfway down the corridor, Draco stopped to make out. When they came up for air Hermione looked happy but confused. "What was that for?"

"I didn't get to kiss you properly this morning," he said quite matter-of-factly.

"Oh, well thank you," she said blushing a little bit. God, I love his kisses.

"Any time," he said with his genuine, knee weakening, million-dollar smile. "So, why was Ron laughing when I walked in?"

"Oh, I smacked Seamus."

"May I inquire why?"

"He made an inappropriate comment about Ron and me."

"What did he say?" he asked seriously.

"He accused us of shagging in the common room."

Draco made the I'm-going-to-kill-that-little-bastard look. Hermione saw it and started to laugh. "What!" he asked, clearly confused.

"You don't know how much you look like Ron right now!" She was clutching her sides because she was laughing so hard.

"Well, he's making false accusations and he needs to be corrected."

"Oh, come on. I knew he was kidding," she said as her laughter slowed.

"Kidding, eh? Well okay. What made him say that though?"

"Well, Ron was yelling at me because I saw him hug Harry this morning and he wanted to know how I found out."

"He hugged Harry?"

"Yeah, because he woke up early this morning and he got scared because he was the only one up. So, he ran upstairs and threw the covers off of Harry's bed and hugged him." She took a breath and saw that Draco still looked confused. "Ron's not one to wake up early."

It took him a minute to process the information but once he did, he thought it was the funniest thing in the world. "He hugged Harry?" he asked laughing. Hermione nodded and started to laugh, too. "Funny, I didn't know Ron was that obsessed with him."

Her laughter abruptly stopped. "What are you trying to say? Ron is not a homosexual!"

"You said it, not me," he said as he chuckled to himself. She made a frustrated sigh and smacked his arm. "Ow! You need to tone done the force- that hurt!"

"You really are a git, Draco."

"You don't mean that."

"Yes, I do," she said as she put her hands on her hips. "And don't think your charm is going to change my-" She was cut off by Draco's lips capturing hers. She slipped her arms around his neck. They came up again.

"I'm sorry, what were you saying?" he asked with his trademark smirk.

"Don't think your charm is going to change my mind…" He raised his eyebrow. "Damn it."