It's my first fan fic please be nice! Lol!

Disclaimer: All the characters belong to J.K. Rowling.

Ron's POV:

I was staring out the window thinking how fast our 6th and probably last year at Hogwarts flew by. We were going to go to look for Horcruxes, me Harry and Hermione. Hermione … Even thinking about her made a shiver run down my spine. I couldn't seem to be able to stop thinking about her chocolate-brown eyes, her beautiful smile or her sweet sounding laugh. I am quite sure of my feelings towards her now. I'm in love with Hermione Granger…

I was staring out the window waiting for her and Harry to arrive. It has been a couple of weeks now, since our holiday started. Hermione took her parents to Australia after performing a memory wiping charm on them. She thought they'd be happier not knowing they had a daughter, in case anything happened to her. I cant bear to even think about anything taking her away from me, even though I haven't told her about how I feel about her. If I tell her and she doesn't feel the same way, I'm quite certain our friendship could never be the same again, and I don't think I can take it if she's not by my side. Harry went to tell the Dursleys about You-Know-Who and help them escape in case he attacks their house. I am sure they wouldn't mind the fact that they might never see Harry again.

Anyway, we had a full summer holiday ahead of us before anything and I want us to enjoy it, we also have Bill and Fleur's wedding to look forward to, not that I am that excited about wearing a stupid robes with a choking tie. I was awakened from my dreams by the sound of Mum calling: "Ron, Harry's here". I basically ran downstairs. I was starting to get lonely, Fred and George always locked themselves up in their room and never came out, except for meals. They were working on their new joke shop merchandise I suppose, and Ginny was just too much of a git to hangout with.

"Hi Harry", I said, clapping my best friend on the back.

"Hey Ron", he replied. "Isn't Hermione here yet?"

"No, but she should be here soon, so how did it go with the Dursleys?"

"Oh, they were terrified when I told them about Voldemort, and they wanted to leave the house straight away, but they were unmistakably happy when I told them they most probably will never see me again", he smirked. I gave a small laugh. We talked about Quidditch for a while before Ginny came in and hugged Harry in greeting. I looked at them and Harry could see I knew he still liked her. I appreciate how much he cares about her, and thet he didn't want to risk her.

After a while of some more Quidditch talk and Harry tyring to explain to me what muggles used to heat their food – a "(some weird name that starts with M) wave", Hermione arrived. She looked as beautiful as I have seen her last time, except I could see sadness in her eyes, I assumed it was because of her parents. "Hey Ron," she said. I greeted her back and she gave me a hug. Over her shoulder I could see a knowing smile on Harry's face. I knew he knows that I like her. She backed away and hugged Harry, and Ginny.

"How was your summer?" I asked trying to ignore Harry's constant smirks.

"Oh it was okay, except I can't believe I might never see my parents again", she said, tears welling up in her eyes.

"It's gonna be fine", I said, putting an arm around her. "Come on, let's get you cheered up, anyone up for a Quidditch match?" They all agreed except Hermione, she was silent. I dragged her out into the back yard, and ahe gave me a "im ok" smile. I grinned back. After an eventful game of Quidditch, which ended up with me and Ginny winning against the other too, we were all too exhausted to do anything, so we all headed off to bed.

I woke up in the morning to Harry's snores. I got up, dressed and went downstairs. In about 10 minutes everyone was at the table and before we knew it the mail was arriving. Ginny got a letter from her friend, delivered by a white owl. A big, brown owl nearly landed in my cereal. I was terrified to even think about someone owning something like it, it was more of a hawk than an owl, and it looked terrifying. It flew across the table to Hermione and she scrolled the letter out after detaching it from the creature's leg. All eyes were on her, everyone was curious to know who the letter was from. She spent a couple of minutes reading the letter then looked up.

"Well…" Harry said, questioningly.

"Oh, it's from Victor", she said calmly. It was like someone stabbed me in the heart. I hate that git. With his look-at-how-stupidingly-over-masculin-my-body-is attitude. And his revolting accent. I can't believe Hermione is still in touch with him.

"What does he want?" I was glad Harry asked, I was quite sure that if I opened my mouth I was going to start shouting and not stop until tomorrow.

"Oh he says he wants me to visit him and stay for the remainder of our holiday," she said. I was pretty sure my mouth made an "oh" shape and I couldn't believe how calmly she said it.

"You're gonna say no, right?" I asked hopefully trying to hide my rage.

"And what makes you think that Ronald?" she replied.

"YOU'RE GOING TO SPEND THE HOLIDAYS WITH VICKY ?" I cracked it.

"YOU CAN'T YOU JUST CAN'T"

"I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT TO DO RONALD" she shouted back.

"AND STOP CALLING HIM VICKY" I couldn't believe it, she was actually defending him.

"YOU'RE DEFENDING THAT GIT?"

"That's it! I cant take your immature attitude anymore" she stormed off into the back yard.

Hermione's POV:

I cant believe the way Ron is acting. I mean why does he hate Victor so much? Well it was a bit satisfying, but it told her he was jealous. Could that mean loves me the way I love him? Or was he just being protective of me like he's with Ginny? Well I'm not going to go to Victor's place anyway because I want to concentrate on the Horcruxes thing. I have loads of books to read and not much time left. I still can't believe hoe much of a git Ron can be sometimes.

I was in the back yard of The Burrow, stroking a flower sitting cross-legged on the floor, when I heard someone approaching me.

"Don't worry about Ron, he's a git" I heard Ginny's voice telling me.

"It's okay, I'm getting used to it now" I replied. She laughed.

"Don't let anything worry you, it's your birthday the day after tomorrow, we are so going to have a party". She told me all her party ideas and what she was planning. After half an hour we went back inside.

I went straight upstairs to the room I shared with Ginny. She was downstairs talking to Harry. I sank in the bed when I heard the door being knocked.

"Come in" I said lazily. The door creaked open to revel Ron standing outside leaning against the door frame.

He came in. " Hermione, I'm sorry. I acted that way, you should probably go to Vicky- sorry I mean Victor" I almost laughed, but managed to keep a straight face "it would do you good, it will clear your mind and distract you from thinking about your parents and all"

"Oh, well I decided I'm not going" I could see the happiness across his face.

"Just because I have loads of reading on Horcruxes to do before we head off" I whispered – no one was supposed to know except me, Harry and Ron. There was a moment's silence.

"It's your birthday the day after tomorrow, excited?" he asked.

"You remembered, well that's a surprise" I said.

"Well yeah, especially when you got hit by a bludger by Ginny for forgetting!" he said smiling. I laughed. It was amazing how he could get me to forget about anything he'd done so quickly, and make me laugh instead. We talked for a while, He said goodnight and I said the same. I changed into my pyjamas and lay in my bed thinking about everything that happened today.