R and Hr Swimming Lessons

This is a fanart I was charging myself, like the ones for "More than Memories", a long time to do. It´s a tribute to the first HP fanfic I ever read (I think it was at the end of 2005) : "Going Through the Motions" by Slayerette.
A tribute to the first time I had the happiness to read a moment of Ron and Hermione, together, alone with each other and discovering their feelings!
I still remember . . .it was magical!

The drawing was made on Canson 180gr A4 paper with watercolor and watercolor pencils and it isn´t a literal reproduction of the story, but I think the it captures the essence of this singular and close moment of them that we can read on these lines of the chapter two:

“Are your legs tired yet?”
“I’m fine,” she told him. The truth was her legs were beginning to feel like rubber, but she could handle it.
His expression showed that he didn’t believe her. “This is your first time, so we should probably take it easy.”
“Ron, I can do this, okay? I’m fine,” she said, her tone firm. She probably should have listened to him. Her legs were beginning to cramp up.
He scowled. “Dammit, why do you have to be so bloody stubborn?”
That was when her legs gave out beneath her and she went under. Water was all around her, trapping her as she flailed her arms in an attempt to get back to the surface. Before the full force of panic and fear could set in, she felt herself being pulled up. She spit out the mouthful of water she had nearly swallowed and coughed several times. It took nearly a full minute before she was finally able to catch her breath.
“Are you okay?”
She nodded because for some reason she couldn’t seem to find her voice. She had been so focused on being able to breathe again, it wasn’t until that moment she noticed the position she and Ron were in. His arms were holding onto her waist and her arms were wrapped around his neck. They were extremely close, so close that she could feel his breath on her face every time he breathed. They had never been this close before. She studied his cobalt eyes, seeing the concern playing across them. “Thanks,” she said, almost surprised to hear herself talking. The gentleness and concern that had been in his eyes a moment before, melted away. Now, they were blazing with anger.
“I know you have to be the bloody-well best at everything but that was just stupid,” he snapped at her.
“Ron, I’m sorry,” she apologized.
That did little to calm him. “What’s wrong with you? I wouldn’t have thought any less of you if you had just admitted you were tired.”
She had not seen him like this before. She thought he was more upset with her now then he had ever been in the past, but it had little to with anger. He was concerned for her, and it was affecting her more than she thought it would.
“We should go back,” he growled, looking away from her.
That was when she did something completely unexpected that surprised even herself. She removed one hand from around his neck and touched his cheek with it. That was enough to bring Ron’s head back around without any further prodding.
“I’m really sorry.” Even as she was saying it, she felt one hand move from her waist up to her back. The palm of his hand started drawing circle patterns on her back, and she let her eyes flutter shut. It didn’t seem to matter that it was Ron who was touching her. Ron, her best friend. Ron, who had helped save her from a troll when they were eleven. Ron, who was making her feel this good. It was all new to her. He was causing feelings to stir in her that she had long since kept hidden.
“Hermione,” he breathed.
She dared to open her eyes and forced herself to look straight at him. The fury in his eyes was gone, but she couldn’t read the expression on his face. He was looking at her in a way he never had before. She was waiting for him to say something – anything – to break the silence. She saw him look at her mouth and then his gaze dart back up to her eyes. Time seemed to tick by ever so slowly, with just the two of them wading alone in the water. When she caught Ron looking at her mouth again, her mind finally seemed to comprehend what was happening.
Then something happened that caused Ron’s whole attitude to change. He cleared his throat in a nervous gesture, saying, “We should probably head back now.”
She barely managed a nod of her head, as she felt Ron’s hands slip from around her waist as he guided them both back to the shore. They dried off in silence, which was perfectly fine with Hermione. She didn’t think she would have been able to speak to Ron at the moment if her life depended on it. But the silence that accompanied them on their walk back to Grimmauld Place was the most awkward and uncomfortable she had ever experienced in her life. She could say with certainty it was a swimming lesson she wouldn’t soon forget.”

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