Ron, flicking his wand at anyone that opposed him, seeing death lurking the corners of the once proud school he knew, scanned for Hermione, the one he loved all this time. Throughout school, even though he'd like to deny it because of the fear that she wouldn't ever return such feelings, he had fancied her, and now that they shared a kiss, he couldn't help but burst open with joy whenever he saw her face. But now, now wasn't the time. His friends, his family, were fighting against the darkest wizards of all time. Wizards that are a disgrace to the world he was born into. Bravely, he shot another spell at a death eater, whom was shooting crucio spells at anything that moved. As the death eater fell to the floor in shocking pain and surprise, behind him was hiding Hermione, battling harshly and was full of strength. It was impressive to watch, but Ron knew that he couldn't watch for long before he got shot at again. Quickening his pace as he ran towards the one girl he loved with all his heart, he noticed his mom's angry growl.
'NOT MY DAUGHTER, YOU BITCH!' All focus on Hermione broken, he turned to see his mother fighting the one witch that he knew to be pure evil – Bellatrix Lestrange.
Hermione, also now intrigued by the out of character shout by Molly, realized what was happening and ran for Bellatrix. Though she was torn in between two people, Bellatrix and Ron, Ron wasn't in as much danger as Bella. She ran, determined to make her legs move faster, she pushed Ron out of the way, eyes on Bella, and jumped with extreme power, in front of Bellatrix.
Bella, almost touched by the action of Hermione, smirked at Molly, her eyes full of poison.
Hermione yelled Expelliarmus, wand pointed at Molly, making her wand flick out of her hand, disarming and ruining any chances Molly had against Bellatrix.
'Hermione, what are you doing!?' Molly gasped, frightened at her actions.
Full of guilt and love, Hermione did what her heart begged of her to do. Without hesitation, Hermione turned to face Bellatrix, looking at her lips with lust. Spells still being cast around the two, a small audience watching Hermione and Bella, Hermione wrapped her arms around Bellatrix's neck, and kissed her deeply. Lips crushing each other, Bella, still holding her wand, placed her hands on Hermione's lower back, forcing her closer.
Ron stood by, heart ripping in two. Completely oblivious to anything around him, not even his friend begging at his feet, walked slowly towards the scene, tears welling up in his eyes. All happy memories drained from his mind, any that were left, anyway. It wasn't the kiss that got him so upset – it was the smile that stretched across Hermione's face as the kissed paused, the two of them looking into each other's eyes, then within the snap of two fingers, Bella, holding Hermione, disapparated into a black cloudy mist, leaving nothing but the heart ache of Ron to know that what had happened, did, indeed, happen.