Hermione groaned, as she apparated onto the Weasley's property. She smiled at the smells of the Burrow, and the abundance of animals crowded around a big Willow Tree. She went unnoticed due to the changes in her appearance. Hermione's hair was now chestnut waves. She was now slender, yet desirable. Hermione ran into the house, and past the guests unnoticed. When she finally got to his door, she paused. What was she doing? Could she handle this after so many years?

"You're a big girl now, Hermione. You should be able to handle it." she said to herself. She gathered all of the strength that she could muster and knocked on his door. The door opened shortly after. It was answered by Harry. Hermione waved at him, as he stared at her. He opened the door wider, and without another word, left the room. Hermione looked at the redhead that she'd ran away from years ago.

"Harry mate, who is that?" When he turned around, he paled. "What are you doing here?" he asked coldly.

"I came here to see you for your wedding." she said simply, yet nervously. Ron laughed.

"Yeah Hermione. If I remember correctly, you stopped our wedding." he said. Hermione looked at him and nodded.

"You're right. I did." was all she could say. "I cannot begin to make up for my running away. But- I can explain."

"There is no need. I don't want to hear it. Its just like you to sabotage something perfectly good."

"I deserved th-"

"You're damn right you deserved that!"

"There is nothing that I can do or say that'll make up for my actions; I know that. But- I will spend the rest of my days making it up to you, whether you marry Lavender or not." she said gravely. Ron looked at her skeptically.

"There is nothing that you can do for me, Hermione. She, unlike you, actually gives a damn about me. You left me at the alter, Hermione." The words shot an arrow right through Hermione's heart. The tears welled in her eyes, but she nodded.

"You're right. I did a terrible thing, Ron. And… I wish to God that I could take it back, but I can't. And I know that even if I apologize a million times, I will never be able to mend what I've done. I could make a pathetic endeavor and attempt to say that I'm sorry, but that wouldn't be worth anything. And, I have no idea what to say, Ron- I don't. I just- I never imagined that you would be able to marry someone, unless that someone was me. And- I know that I have some nerve, but- I'm sorry. I do still love you, Ron. I just wanted to tell you that." Ron nodded.

"Well, that doesn't mean anything now, does it?" he asked, as he pretended to fix his appearance in the mirror. Hermione nodded.

"Um… good luck and goodbye." she said, before she walked out the door.

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