Disclaimer: I OWN HARRY POTTER.............AAARGHH!!!!!!!! What's happening to my nose AAARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Author's note: Here is a long fic but not that long....it will take about six or seven chapters.....just wish me luck as this is my first long fic.....Please review whether I should continue or not......

Dark Corridors

Harry was in the hospital wing after receiving injuries during the big battle in which Voldemort was finally blown to smithereens and his cronies, who were hardly five or six in number, disappeared. Peace prevailed once more in the magical community and celebrations could be heard from across a mile. It was the end. End to terror and fear replaced by joy and tranquility. The hero of the war remained Harry of course who was left alone by Dumbledore to combat his childhood enemy and to fulfill the prophecy. The sun stroked land was haunted with Voldemort's cry as he decreased to nothing.

Harry was indeed aided by his best friends, Ron and Hermione along with joint strength of the ministry and the Order. Demons such as dementors were destroyed and the giants were extended a cordial hand.

Of the losses on the both sides, the eminent was of the last of the marauders: Moony and Wormtail. They both were killed by their enemies and it was a blow to Harry who had lost his parent, again.

Ron and Hermione, meanwhile students of the seventh year and recently experiencing a rather mature situation, had not been allowed to visit Harry. Of course they too had received critical injuries but fortunately had been discharged quite soon.

They both were currently sitting late in the deserted common room doing literally nothing.

"Oh! I can't take it anymore," Hermione slammed the book shut she was pretending to be engrossed in, as she exclaimed. Ron took his off the chess board he was playing with himself and rested them on her. "We need to know how Harry is doing."

"I know what you mean. We can't keep asking McGonagall," Ron replied looking quite exasperated.

"But what can we do..." Hermione sighed. Ron, however, had a brilliant idea and sprang up.

"I know!" He lit up and raced up to his dormitory leaving a very furious Hermione.

Ron came down, clutching a silvery cloak and a parchment. "This," Ron plunged the articles of his hand forward to a confused Hermione.

"Oh no, we are not sneaking out," Hermione replied once realizing what he meant.

"C'mon Hermione, It's not the first time we are sneaking out. We have done it loads of times before," Ron explained to her.

".....Always ending in some sort of trouble. Ron, I'm sorry I won't take this risk," Hermione crossed her arms in front of her chest, showing that her decision was made. But Ron was in no mood for her ranting and he grabbed her hand, led to the portrait hole paying no heed to her complaints, magically revealed the map of Hogwarts on the parchment and studied it.

"All's clear," Ron said to Hermione who was offended at being clearly neglected.

"How dare you ignore me like that, I will not leave this tower no matter what you say or do......" Hermione kept babbling about but once Ron made up his mind, there was no looking back. For seven years together Ron and Harry fought hard against Hermione's wishes to stay on the safe side. The both brave boys kept trying to bring Hermione loosening up a little. Even in their last year, the three didn't change however puberty did change them physically. Harry was now tall and had a look of maturity on his handsome thin face, his eyes still green hidden behind round glasses but his courage didn't waver a bit, though he became quieter. Ron grew even taller than Harry, had a built deflecting his lankiness and more handsome with vivid blue eyes and red hair but he was stubborn as before and more hot tempered. Hermione blossomed into an attractive girl with curves in all the right places which were well hidden behind baggy overalls. Still her hair was bushy but now a bit more tamed and developed in soft curls. She remained a goody two shoes as the new head girl of Hogwarts, bossy and a know it all. Ron and Hermione still had countless rows over petty issues with Harry on the side praying it won't get worse.

All those years, Ron and Hermione fulfilled their duties as doting friends of Harry that they didn't actually explore one another. None of them actually had a relationship more than friendship with anyone. However Hermione still received mails from Viktor but that doesn't count as Hermione never had feelings for him. Actually it was way time consuming to save an entire community from a mass murderer to settle a social life. But now when everything was over, Ron felt something incomplete, something missing he couldn't put his finger on.

Ron spread opened the cloak and took a step to place it over them when Hermione backed away.

"Haven't you been listening to me? I will not take part in this," Hermione placed her hands on her hips and looked at him dangerously.

"Hermione you have been with me since the first day you set your foot here and you still don't know that I don't take a no for an answer," Ron smiled as he stooped down to her level as he was quite tall. "I will take you out even though I have to carry you and you know I can," Ron winked at her and Hermione growled a reply to him. "I take this as a yes," Ron assumed and draped the cloak over themselves.

Ron felt Hermione's body against him and his face burned. Even though they were best friends, there did remain a physical tension between them both. Hermione's hair was tickling his chin and their hands would occasionally brush.

They crept into the dark corridors silently wishing they won't come across anyone but when do wishes come true....even in the magical world. As they turned around the corner, they came face to face with their least favorite person. Snape. Hermione took a sharp intake of breath and before Snape could sense them, Ron rapidly took Hermione from the shoulders and backed her into a wall with him against her. They didn't judge this close proximity as they were busy gaping at Snape who was not walking as he used to. It was as if he was dragging his feet behind him trying to hurry but with no use. Snape received a couple of crucaitious curses and he was quite weak. He was admitted in the hospital wing. Ron peered through the greasy hair and saw a gaunt face with a troubled and a defeated look upon his face. Snape soon passed them luckily not noticing them.

"What's with him?" Hermione addressed Ron looking at him but soon dropped her gaze as she saw how close they both were standing. Ron, too, realizing swept back hastily and mumbled a sorry.

"Let's go to Harry before someone else catches us," Hermione broke the awkward silence and Ron nodded. They regained their steps and walked towards the wing, this time without interception.

Author's note: DUN DUNNA DUN DONE first chapter finished...wait for the next one....in the meantime...keep reading and reviewing plzzzzzzzzz.