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Being Apart Isn't Easy

It's been so long.

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It was quarter past midnight, and the moon was full, shining brightly over the Burrow like a heavenly light. Owls hooted outside Ron's bedroom window, which caused him to stir in his sleep, turning over and squinting his eyes at the moonlight. Ron covered his eyes with his arm and let out a sigh, kicking the covers off his body and hearing it fall to the floor by the foot of his bed.

Bang

There was someone downstairs, and Ron shot up in bed, grabbing his wand from the bedside table and holding it out infront of him. He looked out the window and saw nothing but field, except of course the odd owl flying around, searching for a late night snack.

"Lumos" he muttered, getting out of bed and tip-toeing towards the door, opening it with caution. Laughter. Talking. Oh, bloody hell he muttered, stepping forward even more to hear the convosation.

"How was it, then?" asked Ginny, sounding very excited.

"It was lovely!" Ron heard Hermione, "He was a complete gentleman"

He? he thought. Oh, great. She's dating other people now

Ron started to descend down the stairs until he was near enough to see them, sitting on a step and muttering "Nox" to himself.

"Oh, that's great, Hermione!"

Hermione blushed and took a seat at the table, whilst Ginny starting making a cup of tea. "You must tell me every detail. Did he kiss you at the end of the night?"

Ron groaned and rubbed his eyes, frustrated. "Oh, Ginny.."

"Come on!"

Smiling, she nodded. "He did. It was really nice. He asked me out again for next week"

He couldn't stand hearing all about how 'amazing' this prat was, but he couldn't go. He had to know what his ex-girlfriend was doing and feeling without him. The truth was – he missed her. A lot. They had the best time together when they were dating, and now it was all gone. The best days of his life were now only memories – and bad one's in Hermione's mind, he assumed. And all because of a stupid fight. They had many in their relationship but it usually ended up in either a make-up kiss or make-up sex. He grinned at the thought, but it soon vanished.

Ron hadn't realised how long he had been staring at Hermione and remembering their time together. It was too soon that she got up from the table, thanked Ginny for the tea and said goodnight.

"Buggar it!" he moaned, getting up. He lit his wand and made his way towards the kitchen.

Hermione was going up the stairs when she saw Ron. "Oh!"

"Oh. Hi" he said, blushing.

She cleared he throat. "What are you doing here? How long were you-"

"I've only just come down for a drink" he muttered, brushing past her, and catching Ginny's eye. "Do I need your permission?"

Hermione glared at him as she watched him enter the kitchen and open the fridge, grabbing the bottle of milk and taking a gulp.

"Ron!" shouted Ginny. "That's disgusting! Use a cup"

He rolled his eyes and put the milk back. "Too late. Got the drink I wanted"

Ginny huffed and looked over at Hermione. "Night, Hermione"

She smiled, weakly, and said Goodnight, casting a stare at Ron before leaving. He blinked and cleared his throat.

"You were listening to that whole thing, weren't you?" she asked, hitting her brother on the arm, taking him out of a trance. "Nosy git"

He scoffed. "Says who" mentioned Ron, sitting on the chair Hermione had occupied and resting his head in his arms. "Maybe I fell asleep half-way down the stairs – I am tired, you know"

"Yeah, right. And i'm a hippogriff" she told him. "Ron, if you want to know so badly-"

"I know, I know. She has a boyfriend" he said, sighing. "Tell me something I don't know"

She grinned. "I will, actually. Ron, I know you miss her, but she misses you. And I know that she wants you two to atleast be friends. Why don't you both try it? You were friends first before being boyfriend girlfriend"

He lifted his head up and a small smile appeared on his face. "She wants to be friends?" he asked. "Just friends?"

"Won Won, she wont want to get back with you if your not going to apologise. Besides, it's been months and months! Why don't you find someone else? Hermione has"

He stood up and folded his arms. "Fine. I will. I'm not going to wait around for her"

"Good, because from what I heard the fight was about, I wouldn't want to get back with a prat like you" she moaned. "Go to bed, Ron"

Ron rolled his eyes. "Yes, mum"

"Oh and-" she said, as Ron started walking up the stairs. "He's not her boyfriend. Yet. They're just seeing eachother"

He nodded and made his way to his room. On his way up, Ron stopped outside Ginny's room – which occupied Hermione – and he let out a breath. He really did miss her. He didn't even know why he was standing outside the room she was in, but it somehow made him feel abit better.

"Ron?"

He turned around and saw Hermione coming out the bathroom, toothbrush in one hand, a small towel in the other. She looked at him curiously and he simply nodded.

"Sorry, i'm in the way" he said, walking away. "Night"

"Wait-" she called, walking towards him. "Are you okay?"

He couldn't stop looking at her – her hair was flowing beautifully over her shoulders, her brown eyes burying deep into his, and her soft skin twinkled in the moonlight from the window.

"Ron?"

"Huh?"

She couldn't help but smile. "Are you alright?"

"Uh, yeah" he said, scratching the back of his neck., nervously. He felt like he was 13 again, and talking to his crush for the first time. "Um, just wondered if.. um.. you had enough blankets"

"Oh" she said, smiling. "Yes, I do, thank you"

He grinned, "Good. Um, night"

"I could do with a goodnight hug, though" she told him, as he started walking off again. He stopped in his tracks and still had his back turned. bloody hell, bloody hell, bloody hell

He turned around and she saw that his face was as red as his hair. "Yeah?"

"Yes"

Ron walked over to her, his legs wobbling like jelly for a moment, and he held his arms open, slightly.

Hermione had missed him. She hadn't seen him properly in nearly year, and it felt good to see him again. Yes, he was a complete arse when they had that row, but time moves on. They are adults, after all.

She tightly wrapped her arms around him and nuzzled her face into his shoulder. He was warm. And he smelt nice. His smell made her feel warm and fuzzy and that will surely help her sleep tonight. It was afew moments that they stayed that way, his hands snaking around her small body, one of his hands stroking her hair and the other on her back.

"Ahem!"

Hermione let go of him and turned around. Ginny was standing there, glass of water in one hand and a confused yet happy expression on her face. "Well, well, well. What's going on here?"

"Nothing" she said, stepping away from Ron. He felt his heart sink – not only was she no longer in his arms, but she said that was nothing. To him, that meant everything. Hermione was his heart, and without his heart, he couldn't live.

"Goodnight, Ronald" she said, smiling and going into Ginny's room.

"Night" he said, faintly. He looked down at the floor, sadly, and Ginny stepped towards him.

Her hand went on his shoulder. "Night, Ron. Don't give up. She didn't hug that guy the way she hugged you"

"You were spying?" he questioned her. Ginny giggled and said, "So? Like she'd tell me everything. And I saw her kiss him, I just wanted to hear her say it"

Ron rolled his eyes and she laughed, shutting her bedroom door behind her.

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