Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter books, movies, franchise, etc. I am but a a humble worshiper of the great J.K. Rowling and her wonderful creation.

Author's Note: Ever since I heard that Deathly Hallows Part 2 would be showing Ron and Hermione's little adventure into the Chamber of Secrets and that's where THE KISS would take place, I thought about how it would all go down. I wanted to share what I think could and/or should happen and I wanted to publish it on 6/25 because 625 is the page (in the US version) where THE KISS takes place. :D I hope you enjoy and review!

If You're My King, then I'm Your Queen

Part One

"Hermione?" Ron whispered.

"What?"

"How are we going to get rid of them? The horcruxes. We don't have the sword anymore."

Hermione chastised herself for not stopping the goblin, "I know, But we can't just go and track down Griphook and make him give it back. And unless you know of another goblin-made sword that has stabbed a basilisk, there's nothing else I can think of in the little time we have left."

"What else could we use…I got it! Basilisk fangs!"

Hermione's jaw dropped, "I'm such an idiot! I'm limiting myself to the one item we had. But where can we easily find basilisk fangs?"

"The girls bathroom!" Ron exclaimed a little too loud. Everyone in the Room of Requirement turned their heads and gave him quizzical looks.

Hermione gave him one as well, "The gir—" she gasped when she realized what he meant. She leaned towards him and mouthed, "The Chamber of Secrets?"

Ron nodded his head and motioned for her to move away from the crowd.

"That's brilliant!" Hermione exclaimed. She thought about actually going into the chamber. She missed out on going with Ron and Harry since she was petrified by the beast that once lived down there. Good thing she started using that mirror or she wouldn't be here right now. Hermione shuddered at the memory of one of her first of many near-death experiences. She also remembered the day she was un-petrified and saw Harry and Ron. She only shook Ron's hand though. She was so ignorant of how wonderful Ron's hugs were. If they ever get out of this, she would make sure to hug him as much as possible. They had to get into the chamber first though, "You can get us in?"

"I think so."

"Okay. Well it's worth a try. Let's go!"

Hermione turned to leave but Ron said, "Wait, shouldn't we tell them where we're going? What if Harry comes looking for us?"

Hermione looked at the group of people in the room, "Ron, we can't just tell them we're going to the Chamber of Secrets, or the girls bathroom for that matter. I think it would be best if we just leave and get it done with."

"Yeah, good point. Let's do this then." They took a step forward, but then Ron doubled back and went over to a stack of brooms. He took one and held it out to Hermione, "Here, put this in your bag, we are going to need it if we get down there."

Ron went to grab another broom, but Hermione imagined how she would have to hold onto him if they shared one, so she said, "Can we please just take the one, you know what a rubbish flyer I am, and I don't know if my bag could take another broom." The last part wasn't completely true, but Ron didn't know the exact capacity of her bag, so he didn't question it.

"If you want."

Hermione took her time putting the broom in her bag, to make it look like it was pretty full, while her mind argued over whether it was right for her to spend time and her thoughts on such a personal matter when much bigger things were at stake. In the end she decided that it wasn't hurting anyone and it made her happy, which she figured she deserved as a reward for what she has done and what she was about to do.

The two of them tried to make their way out of the Room of Requirement unnoticed, but because of their sudden appearance and the stories of what they've been doing while not in school this past year, many eyes were on them.

They breathed a sigh of relief once they were out of the public eye, but their breath was quickly sucked back in once they saw the familiar stone walls and it hit them that they were really back. Although they had both missed Hogwarts, the atmosphere had changed. It was a lot colder and there was an ominous feeling in the air.

"This way." Ron whispered.

They navigated the corridors as quietly as they could, stopping at every corner to check if anyone was there. The castle was eerily silent, which helped them out when it was broken by the muttering of a man walking down an intersecting corridor.

They hid behind the nearest pillar. Ron made Hermione move to right where the wall met the pillar and he then stood in front of her while doing his best to not stick out.

The words became clearer as it neared them. "This better be important enough to call him, Alecto. You better have the boy or there will be hell to pay. I might not have a sister by the end of the night if you don't have anything good for him."

They looked wide-eyed at each other once they realized who was talking.

"Amycus." Hermione mouthed.

Ron tightened his grip on his wand.

Hermione took hold of his wand hand and pleaded with her eyes for him to wait. Hopefully, they would be passed by unnoticed and not waste any more time getting to their destination. Hopefully, they wouldn't have to fight the Death Eater and risk him hurting Ron or alerting his comrades. Hopefully he won't turn the corne—

Just when Hermione thought Amycus had reached the corner, the footsteps stopped. He must have seen a flicker of movement or heard their panicked breathing. She griped Ron's arm and prepared to face the Death Eater for when he turned and confronted them.

But he didn't. He questioned the direction he was going and after thinking for what seemed like hours, he decided to keep walking straight ahead. Ron and Hermione let go of the breath they were holding in and Hermione let go of Ron's arm. They remained standing where they were though.

"We should take care of him." Ron suggested.

"No. The horcruxes are more important. We can't get distracted."

Amycus's footsteps were becoming faint. Ron turned his head back to Hermione, " Yeah, right, sorry. I just get…" Ron looked down at her.

His look pointed out how close they were still. Hermione liked it though; not just the physical closeness, but the thought of him protecting her.

Then Ron stepped away and finished his sentence, "distracted very easily."

"Well, let's get going and try not to get further…distracted."

"Agreed."