The war had been over for a month now. Love had won like many times before. Yet, it felt as if people had lost everything. Fred was dead like so many others. He i-was like my brother. I guess you have to lose someone to gain something.

I want to yell of happiness and being free, but that's not what I feel. The Weasley family. All of them with a blank expression. There's nothing left to say. Yet, they welcomed me and Harry into their home. I feel guilty, I hid my parents and they had to fight and loose someone. I need to get away, I can't stand this. I need to find my parents. I wonder how Ron will take it. But I need to. I would ask him to come with me but his family needs him. George needs him, Oh George, he lost his twin brother! Harry. Harry blames everything on himself. He needs to realize there was nothing that he could have done. None of us could have done anything to prevent this. What's done is done.

This month had been the hardest for everyone. With the funerals and all. Everyone's eyes are dried, "No more tears, time to start fresh" Mr. Weasley said. I believe him. We need a new beginning. That's why I asked Ron to meet me in his dads' shed. Right now all I can think about is Ron, My boyfriend, it feels weird saying it, and I mean he did call me his girlfriend, but he hasn't formally asked me,yet. Oh there he is. Look at him. He's so...so perfect with his brilliant blue eyes and flaming red hair. I can watch him all of eternity and not care to notice that people are looking at me funny.

"Hermione? Hermione!" says Ron with a concerned, but accomplished look

"W-what?" I said with a tone of irritation

"Well, you were staring at me like you just found a long-lost book" he said with a smug look.

"Oh, don't flatter yourself"

"Actually, I think I will, besides you are my girlfriend" He said with such power and ownership that I felt myself unable to speak with my whole body on fire.

"Hermione?"

"Yes?" I said in a whisper

"You are my girlfriend right?" I can't believe he would ask me that. As if I could ever say no to him!

"Would I do this if I wasn't" And like that I kissed him again after weeks of waiting in agony.

This kiss was different. Good different. It wasn't rushed at all. It was slow, passionate, and filled with built up emotion that I found myself groaning when he let go.

He chuckled?

"Is something funny Ronald?"

"NO! Not at all! It's just that, you just can't get enough of me, can you?"

"I-I- oh shut it!"

"Blimey, Hermione, you can't even bring yourself to make any logical retort, which for you is as strange as me losing a chess match- and I should shut up and kiss you before you remove my bullocks"

"Smartest thing you've said all night"

Third time is always the charm! He kisses so perfectly. With such power it's outrageous what he does to me and barely notices. I lose all five senses when he kisses me like that. I am completely dazed that I barely notice him kissing my neck. I automatically entwine my fingers in his hair. I know I should wait until I am much older, but it's Ron and I will be spending the rest of my life with him. Yes, Ron is the only person that could make me happy and infuriate me at me same time. He is the only one that I can give myself too. I guess sometimes you just have to realize that we all need a new beginning. Mine is next to Ron, and tomorrow I will ask him if he would like to come with me to finally get my family together and start on that new beginning Mr. Weasley talked about.