-1This is my first fan fiction, if you like it (or loathe it, which may be the case) please review! If you think i could've done better or the like( have I created a Mary Sue, stuff like that) just tell me in the review!

Anyway, hope you like it:

P.S : sorry if there is any spelling mistakes or bad grammar (I filtered through it myself).

The Return Of Harry

Chapter one: The Way Things Are:

Not since last year had any of the students at Hogwarts seen him. Harry had just vanished, right after the funeral of Dumbledore. Everyone seemed to know what was going on, while they still didn't have a clue. Rumours floated around, here and there, spreading like venom through the school, infecting the students like bacteria.

"Have you heard"

"Oh yes, they say the found his body in the river!"

"Who said that?"

"Ernie told me"

"Ernie who?"

"Ernie Macmillan, the Hufflepuff kid!"

"Him? tell a story like that? codswallop!"

"Believe what you want, I heard what I heard!"

Of course, none of these stories were even remotely true, and only the gullible seemed to completely believe the stories. But soon, a piece of fact actually hit the school.

"Hermione!" Ron called, while transcending the stairs towards the Charms class.

"What is it now, Ron?" Hermione called, she had stopped walking up the stairs to let Ron catch up.

"A letter! you left breakfast too early!" Ron puffed. Running up the stairs had knocked the wind from him.

"Oh!" Hermione said, taking the letter from Ron's outstretched hand. She opened it.

Dear Hermione

How's school? were just back here in the muggle world, getting on with our daily lives, being dentists and all. We heard about your latest tests! well done!

anyway, we just wanted to write and tell you that Harry is staying at our place for a while. he told us to send you this owl, right before he passed out, on our doorstep! anyway, we must dash, we're writing this during our lunch break.

Mum and Dad.

Hermione read the letter, a grin of knowing spreading across her face, this was soon followed by a look of concern. She passed the letter to Ron.

"You know what this means, right?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah, well finally be able to find out what he's been doing all this time"

Just then, two hulking figures of boys came up the stairs.

"What's that you've got there, Weasley?" Goyle sneered.

"Mind your own business." Hermione retorted.

"Watch your mouth, mudblood. Draco may not be here, but we won't hesitate to hurt the both of you."

"Big words for a troll" Ron laughed.

Goyle balled his hands up into a fist, bringing them up in front of his chest, taking a swing at Ron. Ron dodged swiftly out of the way, and brung his fist into the side of Goyle's chest. A crack was heard.

Crabbe had swung for Ron, and hit the wall when Ron dodged the punch.

"You'll pay for this, Weasley" Crabbe grunted while nursing his injured hand

"We'll get you" Goyle said. Apparently he had broken a rib.

Luckily for Ron, Crabbe and Goyle were both too dumb and too proud to admit they'd been beaten by him to tell anyone.

Slipping away from the two of them, Ron and Hermione walked the rest of the way in silence.

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Later on in the day, Ron and Hermione were sitting alone in the common room, doing their homework.

"Pass me that ink bottle, please Ron" Hermione asked. Her brow was in a furrow of concentration. Seventh year homework was always hard, no matter who was doing it.

"Oh, right, here you go." Ron passed the ink bottle on to Hermione. Their hands brushed, and for a moment like an eternity, their gaze met. They looked deeply at each other, and their gaze was locked completely. And then the moment passed. Hermione took the bottle, and Ron withdrew his hand. He turned around, starting to blush. Had he looked around, he would have seen that Hermione was staring after him, her gaze longing and thoughtful.

"Well, I'm tired, good night, Ron."

Just as she was turning away, Ron called after her.

"Wait!"

Hermione turned around, her gaze both longing and expectant.

"Yes?"

Suddenly, Ron couldn't say what words he was thinking of.

I can't do this, he thought.

"Well.." Ron started, he was losing confidence by the second, "Um.. well..."

"Don't say anything"

in a moment that lasted an eternity, Hermione stepped forward, her eyes locking with Ron's.

All of a sudden, Ron could see every little flaw and imperfection of Hermione's skin.

This is close...

Hermione was closing her eyes...

Am I dreaming?

And for another eternity inside a brief moment, their lips locked. Suppressing the urge to run away, Ron let the joy run through him, a spreading warmth.

And then, their lips pulled apart.

Hermione was looking at Ron, taking in every detail, every freckle, every flaw.

"I guess you know my feelings, now." Hermione said, her voice almost a whisper.

Ron turned away from her, and stared into the fire.

"You always were more confident," Ron started," But i guess that is what attracted me to you so much."

He turned around to meet Hermione's eyes once again

Time to be a man

Ron started forward, once again, and in a firm but gentle way, he pulled Hermione yet closer to him. They were chest to chest.

Ron was a little taller than Hermione, but he brought his head down a little, and pulled Hermione's closer to his.

And for another moment that seemed like an eternity, they kissed, forever passionate.

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"Did you hear?"

"Hear what?"

"Granger's going out with the Weasley boy!"

"Oh god, I've already heard that, taken them long enough, eh?"

Ron and Hermione had to endure this for no longer, no shorter than a week. Nevertheless, this was still a hot topic at the school, especially among the female students.

" 'Bout time, you two!" Ginny had remarked, her face had broken into a wide smile.

"Ooh, Granger, and Weasley, the blood traitor and the mudblood! what a pair!" The pug faced Pansy Parkinson could be heard frequently saying to her friends.

And still, their love had endured.

Ron could be seen sitting out by the lake, side by side with Hermione, throwing toast out to the giant squid.

Amid all the gossip, they had confided to Neville, Luna, and Ginny, the whereabouts of Harry.

They knew that the three of them would not have it in them to tell anyone about the whereabouts of Harry.

The five of them had written a letter together to send to Harry, to ask him what he had been doing.

A week later, a letter arrived by an owl that was clearly Hedwig.

Hey, guys, can't tell you what I've been doing, although I'll be at the next Hogsmeade trip

Harry

This had frustrated them, but they knew better than to complain. It was better to stay in the dark than to endanger Harry's life.

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Over the next month, they had started to organize DA meetings again, under the title "Defence Corp." Hermione was serving as a teacher, although she let them have an open lesson plan, were you would learn what you wanted to, from different sub-teachers. She was walking around the room, supervising the others, who at that particular moment, were learning a hex from Ginny.

"And this one is called the" Bat Bogey Hex""

"Oh, hell, yeah!" Zacharias Smith had shouted in joy.

Everyone laughed, Luna a little longer than some.

Hermione was quite intrigued, and stayed and watched Ginny perform the hex, so as to learn it.

Ron was in the other corner of the room, showing Neville a version of the protego shield charm he had found.

"And, now, if you cast it on an object, that object will carry the shield charm on it, for at least an hour." Ron stated, matter-of-factly. Hermione had taught him the charm.

"Protegus Extremos Objectus!" Ron said in a clear but firm voice. His wand was pointed at a feathered hat on the ground.

"Oh, wow!" Neville exclaimed.

He picked it up. The hat was glowing, a vibrant blue.

"If you put it on, I'll show you what it can do" Ron said

Neville squeezed it onto his head. It was a little too small for him. He felt a strange warmth flow through him, like the ultimate comfort.

Petrificus Totalus! Ron exclaimed.

The jet of light just bounced of Neville, and almost hit Ernie Macmillan in Ginny's group.

"Hey! watch it, Ron!" Ginny shouted over at both Neville and Ron.

The rest of the lesson was seemingly uneventful. Nobody was aware of anything strange.

All in all, to them, it seemed everything was fine.

Later that night, Hermione came across Ginny on the way back to Gryffindor tower. She was crying. Ginny turned around.

"Oh. It's you." Ginny sobbed "Where's Ron?"

"Don't worry about him, he's gone back to the common room."

Ginny sobbed helplessly, and walked over to Hermione. Hermione grabbed her in a tight hug.

"It's all right." Hermione consoled," You miss him, don't you"

Ginny stepped away from Hermione, nodding.

"Well then, you can come see him with me and Ron, next Hogsmeade weekend."

"R-really?" she sobbed.

"Yeah, I'm sure he'll be just as glad to see you"

They walked back to Gryffindor tower together.

To Hermione's relief, nobody was in the common room, least of all Ron.

We can dodge the stupid questions she thought

"Well then... g'night!" Ginny said, her voice a little heartier than it should have been.

"Good night, then" Hermione said.

They parted ways, and went to their respective dormitories.

Ginny lay in bed, later that night, the tears from her eyes had dried. Her eyes were still puffy.

I'll get to see him soon... Ginny thought. Although they had broken up, Ginny was sure that she was not the only one who was feeling this way.

AH!!! Sorry my story has turned into a bit of a love novel, it'll be a lot better with a lot more action next chapter, promise!

NOOO!! DON'T ABANDON MEE!!!!!!!!

Anybody have any ideas for the next few chapters? I'd love to hear.