Ron stormed out of the Burrow and out into the garden. He was very upset and needed to get some air. He started to pace as Hermione walked up behind him. Ron stopped dead in his tracks, looked Hermione straight in the eyes and said, "What exactly do you mean when you say, 'Harry and I kissed?'"

Hermione swallowed hard. She knew this wasn't going to be easy, but she had to tell Ron the truth. "It's not what you think." Hermione started, "Well it is what you think, just not when you think. It was before WE were US." It had been a whole year since the end of Voldemort and the war. "It was when you left us during the war. I was crying one night, and Harry was trying his hardest to comfort me. One minute I was crying on his shoulder, and the next minute we were kissing." Hermione paused to give Ron a chance to say something. When he just continued to glare at her, not saying a word, she continued, "It didn't last long. As soon as we realized we were kissing we stopped. A few days later you came back and neither of us has ever mentioned it since. Until now that is."

Ron was lived. How could they? His best friend and his girlfriend, granted she wasn't his girlfriend at the time, but Harry knew he liked her. "So why are you telling me this now?" Ron managed to get though clenched teeth.

Hermione walked over and took his hand in hers, only to have Ron yank it away. Almost in tears Hermione said, "Please Ron, you have to understand, we were both very lonely at the time. You had left me and Harry had no choice but to leave Ginny. It was an accident. I am telling you now to be honest. I don't want to start our marriage with lies."

Ron scoffed at her and let out a loud, "HA, only our relationship then. You could have told me then, when I came back."

Hermione was now crying heavily. "I just didn't know how. I'm so sorry. Do you still want to marry me?" she sobbed through her tears.

Ron's voice lowered so low that it send a chill down her back and said, "I don't know anymore." Hermione saw a single tear run down his face, and then with a quick turn and a pop, he was gone.

Hermione collapsed onto the ground crying hard. After a few minutes she decided she wanted someone to talk to. She stood up and apparated. She stood looking at a wood door of apartment number 17. She reached up and knocked on the door.

Harry answered the door and his eyes met a sobbing Hermione. "Is Ginny here?" she asked.

"No, she went out for awhile with George. What's wrong Hermione? Come inside and have some tea." Harry said.

Hermione walked in and had a seat on the couch. It wasn't long before Harry joined her with a cup of tea and a box of tissues. "Now, what's all this crying for?" he asked.

Hermione looked at Harry in the eye and simply said in a quiet voice, "I told him Harry."

Harry's eyes widened in shock. He knew exactly what it was that Hermione had told Ron. "I'm, guessing he didn't take it well?" Harry said.

Hermione shook her head no and whispered, "He says he doesn't know if he wants to marry me anymore." and with that Hermione fell onto Harry's shoulder and cried even harder. Harry took her tea from her and wrapped his arms around her, comforting her once again.