Prologue part 1
They couldn't believe it, the last and final day they would ever find themselves at Hogwarts. No more mischief and general chaos to cause. Ron couldn't believe that the day had finally come. Everything seemed to have worked out perfectly. He, Harry and Hermione were to train as aurors as well as the blossoming of his new found relationship with Hermione. The war was over, the grieving of lost friends and family had past and all they had of ahead of them was a bright future.
Ron slipped on his robes over his tall slim frame and ran out to meet Harry and Hermione for graduation practice in the great hall. He knew he was going to be ribbed for sleeping in late but after last night he didn't know how they could get up any earlier. Ron grinned at the memory of the party last night. Seameus had slipped some fire-whiskey into the butterbeer and Neville, poor bloke, probably can't remember his rather amusing dance. Harry, same old Harry, stood by watching the antics of everybody else in the room laughing along and smiling especially so to Ginny. While Hermione chased Seameus down for a thorough tounglashing he got two gold galleons from Dean who didn't think Hermione would catch him. If there is one thing Hermione is its tenacious. He was even able to dance with a smiling albeit quite Hermione. Yes, all in all things were looking up.
Ron reached the great hall to find Harry and Hermione waving at him to sit down because professor McGonagall had just got up to speak. He hurried over to his space beside Hermione and Harry.
Professor McGonagall cleared her throat and the hall became silent. " I would like to congratulate on making it to your last day. We have been through some hard times and have been up rough roads but now we must get through the end. This evening in your graduation. This isn't a party. This is a ceremony for your parents to show your passage into adulthood. Therefore no trick or jokes will be tolerated. Don't keep yourself from graduating by messing around now. Seating arrangement will be as fallowed…" and she began reading names as the popped up on the floating chart behind her.
A small amount of chatter began to develop when Hermione dropped a small paper into Ron's lap. Ron picked it up and took a quick look at Hermione. She went back to paying great attention to the seating chart. Ron slightly puzzled picked up the bit of parchment, unfolded it, and read:
Ron,
Meet me by the quiddich pitch at 12:30 alone.
(Ron smiled then read) I have something to talk to you about. (then he frowned)Love,
Hermione
'Blasted women and their bloody talking' Ron thought to himself . He knew of other things he would rather do. He folded the parchment back up and tucked the note in the pocket of his robe. Ron turned to Harry.
"What going on with Hermione?" he asked
Harry regarded him gravely but replied rather lightly. "I don't know" Ron looked at him again and his attention went back to the chart too. Ron was no fool something was going on. Just then McGonagall called "Isle D1 Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley, Lavander…"
Hermione turned to the two boys, "Good well be up front on the right side that will be easy to get to the podium for my speech." Ron rolled his eyes, it was tradition for head boy and girl to give speeches this year being Hermione and, believe it or not, Draco Malfoy.
Professor McGonagall finished the chart and regarded to group "Now move along lets get into formation." They practiced walking and rising and when Ron thought they were just about free McGonagall called Hermione and Draco up, probably to ask about their speeches and dismissed the rest of the students.
Harry and Ron took a final tour of the castle and grounds reliving fond memories and laughing about all the trouble they got into. They reached the lake and Harry became suddenly quite and reflective. Ron was used to this, for this is something Harry did often since the ending of the war. They sat down in companionable silence and then Harry looked up at Ron.
"I don't know what I would have done with out you Ron. I do know that you're the closest thing I have to a brother. Whatever happens lets stick together."
Ron looked at Harry smiling " You can't get rid of me if you tried! And anyways what is with this talk since your going to be with me and Hermione when we train as Aurors! We will always be friends."
Harry smiled at Ron "I hope so."
Ron furrowed his brow, " It hard for you to leave Hogwarts isn't it Harry?" Ron asked.
"It really is Harry, all of my life before it was either here or the Dursley's. I really feel like I am leaving my true home. It's a bit hard but I'll get over it. You?"
Ron thought for a second, " I feel a little of the same thing, I love being at home at the Burrow but it was here where everything really happened in my life. You, Hermione, It is a bit hard."
Harry laughed. "We're sounding like girls getting all mushy!"
Ron agreed, "Lets go get lunch!"
Meanwhile
Hermione was pacing back and forth across the transfiguration classroom. She told Professor McGonagall she was practicing her speech. While she wasn't practicing her speech for the ceremony, she had that memorized for the last month, she did need to practice how she was going to tell Ron she didn't accept the invitation to go into Auror Training but into a the International League of Wizards. That is a league designed by the brightest witches and wizards to work on international magical affairs. She was accepted as an intern in which only four witches or wizards from around the world are picked. She was estatic, or at least professor McGonagall told her she should be, but she was hurt because she felt that Ron wouldn't .
She checked the clock in the back of the room for the third time, 11:50 it read. She couldn't stand pacing back a fourth here. She hope Ron might come a little early and left for the quiddich pitch.