Post-war.
ForgivenessI don't own any of these characters. They're all property of the god, J.K. Rowling. It's sad, but unfortunate truth.
"HOW DARE YOU!" Hermione screamed at Ron "I-I- After all, what We've been through! And you just Go and do THIS?! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! HATE YOU! HATE YOU!!! You're even worse than that idiotic, mannerless troll, McLaggen!!!" She was in hysterics now "I'll NEVER-EVER EVER talk to you again!!! I wish I'd gone to Bulgaria, to Victor!"
Hermione felt someone grab her. She started to struggle and hit every part of the body, helding her. "Hermione! Wake up!"
Hermione froze- it was Ron's voice, but how could it be Ron's, when Ron was just over there.
She blinked several times in confusion and saw Ron hovering above her, he looked concerned
"Hermione? You really don't want to go to Victor right?"
Hermione scoffed in annoyance "No, and if I remember correctly, it was YOU, who kissed Lavender las night, not me snogging Victor."
Ron looked taken aback "Oh, yeah. Look, 'Mione. I'm really-really sorry. You KNOW I have Never-ever EVER liked her. I don't know what came over her, when she kissed me."
His eyes were pleading "I really regret that I EVER hurt you, by dating that... Girl." Ron chuckled, while lifting her chin with his finger "It's always been you. 'Mione, you've turned my world upside down, and I wouldn't have it any other way."
Ron leaned closer to Hermione and she turned her head a bit, so that their noses wouldn't bump together.
Their lips met, but before the kiss could deepen, Ron pulled away.
Hermione made a sound of annoyance.
She opened her eyes, and saw a very smug looking Ron. "why did you stop?" Hermione asked bluntly and frankly a bit annoyed.
Ron's already smug grin widened even more "Say you forgive me or i wont kiss you again". Hermione's brain was still in haze, and she couldn't understand, what the boy was asking for. "Forgive you for what?".
Ron's expression turned a bit more serious "For Lavender."
Then Hermione's brain finally caught up she chewed her bottom lip and answered "only, if you're never overly jealous of Victor again. I mean, yeah, when he'd kiss me or something, then I wouldn't probably be able to stop you from hexing him, or pummeling him to pieces, but Seriously Ron. You HAVE to stop being so jealous of him. He's JUST a friend and a penfriend fo-"
Ron cut her off with a kiss, which grew more intense and passionate by seconds. Blood and adrenaline were rushing through both of their bodies, rational thoughts were banished from their minds. When they finally parted, for air, Hermione said in a dreamy voice "You're so forgiven."
A/N. It's the first time I've written something like this, so please forgive me, for being really unoriginal. Also, I wrote it in the middle of the night, so bear with me. Reviews are still highly appreciated, all kinds of , This story is written for Mothergaia, a good friend of mine, and a great author. Go and check her out. You wont be dissapointed.