Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the general plot of this story. Constructive Criticism encouraged. : ) BTW the city was completely random I actually wanted to say Forks, Washington… but… there are some difficulties in trying to keep Edward away… lol jk

Ron and Hermione hiked through the rough terrain of the Forbidden Forest holding hands trying to comfort each other and trying to keep their balance.

"D'you reckon they'll notice our absence?" Ron asked as he brushed a branch aside from him and Hermione.

"Of course, they know we survived."

"Well they'll think something."

"Yeah like ways to hunt us down." Hermione retorted.

"Jeez, 'Mione, its okay, we'll get to the portkey station soon." He stopped to pull her into a tight hug.

"Thanks Ron, sorry for being all grumpy."

"S'okay, Mione," Ron soothed, "I am a little grumpy as well; just try to think of sleeping when we get to our destination."

"Ron, where is this destination?"

"Um, well, I really don't know. I just can't be here in England anymore it will remind me too much of this horrible war." They started to walk again.

"Do you mean you want to leave the to the muggle world?" she asked surprised.

"Sure, if that's what it takes." The couple reached a clearing; lights could be seen through the trees ahead, "That's it, 'Mione. That's the station." She let go of his hand as he began to run to the lighted shack.

A wizard was stationed at a small student desk with files littered all over the floor and random objects were mixed with them.

"Hello," he said in a very nasally voice, "I'm Jack, can I help you reach a dream s-s-pot." He looked up at the two teenagers in shock.

"Yeah, you can, um, how about America." Ron said blushing.

"Of course, of course Mr. Weasley, Ms. Granger. Where in America?" he jumped down from his seat and began searching through the random objects, "I have Minneapolis, Minnesota, Chicago, Illinois, Miami, Florida, and Fresno, California."

"You pick, Hermione."

"Let's do Minneapolis, Minnesota."

"Great, anything else?"

"No just the portkey."

Jack handed the red-head a light switch cover. "It leaves in five minutes," he said after casting a quick spell on it.

Ron pulled Hermione out of the shack and back to the clearing.

"Are you absolutely sure you want to leave the Wizarding world behind?" Ron asked Hermione.

"Ron if you are I have to." She replied.

"No you don't." he looked guilty.

"Yes I do. After everything that has happened to us do you really think I would choose the Wizarding world over you?"

"No, thank you Hermione." Ron softly kissed her lips trying carefully not to touch a wound that ran from the bottom of her eye to the end of her nose. Definitely a wound that would scar.

A beep interrupted them. It signaled that with in the next thirty seconds the couple would be off to a new life. Both touched a finger to the portkey and wrapped their free arms around one another.

"Let's go 'Mione." And they were off.

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"Where are they?!" Mrs. Weasley shrieked. Her husband wrapped his arms around her sobbing body.

The Weasley's and Potter had just realized the absence of Ron and Hermione.

"Molly, its okay. They are probably in the castle. Don't worry dear." He consoled.

"No, they would've gotten here by now. I told Ronald to meet us here, with Hermione an hour ago!"

"Mum, they are snogging, duh, they just got together. There has got to be some feelings that need to be dealt with now." Ginny said.

"Or maybe they are trying to find George." Bill offered but obviously failed.

"Oh my baby!" Mrs. Weasley wailed.

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Harry had just gotten away from the press and the families who all wanted to thank him. He had seen Hermione and Ron slip out the front door of Hogwarts together.

"Hey George." He said as he came upon George who was crouching in a corner, staring off at a body across the hall. Harry immediately noticed this unmoving figure to be Fred. "Merlin." He whispered. "I am sorry, George."

George just nodded. Harry kept moving towards the Gryffindor Common room. "George, your parents probably want to be with you now." The alive twin got up and sulked past a still stunned Harry.

George had beaten Harry to the Common Room, probably taking a short cut when he wasn't looking. But Hermione and Ron still weren't there and was a mess.

"Harry," Ginny gasped. She got up from her spot on the couch and made her way towards him. When she got to her place in front of the raven haired boy they stared at each other for a moment. Then when that moment was over Ginny grabbed Harry's neck and pulled him forward in an overly passionate kiss.

"Wow," Harry said breathless, "I missed you."

"You should've git." Ginny smacked him on the side of his head.

"I deserved that." He said chuckling.

"And," Ginny paused to hit him again, "you deserved that too." She pulled him into another kissed and then walked back to her spot, clearly wanting Harry to follow.

"Harry my soon-to-be-bro, hurt my sister and you're screwed." Bill said warningly from his spot on the stairs with Fleur.

"I have no intentions of hurting her."

"Just protecting." Ginny mumbled.

"Gin, you know I did what I did to protect you." He put an arm around her shoulders.

"Sure, sure."

"Ginny, dear. Please get to bed tonight." Mrs. Weasley commanded weakly as Mr. Weasley guided her to the dormitories.

"Yeah Mom."

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Ron and Hermione landed with a thud. It was a cool evening in Minneapolis.

"Here we are. Let's go get us a room in a Hotel." Hermione said brushing some dirt off of her jeans and picking up he beaded bag.

"Let's go 'Mione."