The Argument

She stood with her arms folded tightly across her chest; she stared at the front door frowning so hard she could almost see nothing. She glared down at her watch and started tapping her foot in time to the sound of the ticking. She suddenly jerked her head up to look at the door, just as Ron walked though. As he did so he had a grin on his face, but his happy thought was short lived, as his grin disappeared when he saw Hermione's face scrolling at him. He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could, Hermione yelled with her voice squeaking a bit as she did, "Where have you been…?" Ron couldn't help but smirk a bit at the fact she sound just like his mother when she said that. "I was at work Hermione, George had me work extra hours for some more money."

"Oh… that's just great Ronald" Hermione yelled sarcastically "You don't even bother to tell me, leave me a note or even… even owl me"

"I'm sorry but it was short notice and I was to busy to owl you" Ron yelled back" I thought it would be alright, since it meant more money for you and thing you need, especially your stupid books"

"Oh… so I am stupid as well as ungrateful am I? Thank you Ronald" Hermione cried her voice breaking a bit and tears start to form in her eyes. "And you know full well I need most of those books for work…. I didn't ask you to buy them for me" Hermione walked over to the kitchen counter to grab the tower to wipe her eyes.

"Hermione…. You know I didn't mean it like that" Ron said walking over, to where she had her back to him. Then he try to hug her from behind, trying to comfort her, he was surprised when she sank it to the hug, normally if he tried to hug her after an argument she would move away.

They stood there for good 3 minutes before Ron said "Hermione….. You can be a bit numpty at times" he had meant it jokingly, but Hermione took it another way, she pulled away from him , throwing the tower on the table and yelled "So if I am so ungrateful and a numpty… why did you marry me then?"

Before Ron could answer Hermione cried with tears running down her face "Well Ronald Weasley I hope you have fun eating the stupid and numptyish, romantic meal I made for us" she then ran upstairs and stopped at the top to shout "Just to worn you it maybe a little cold, but I'm sure that's alright with you, as you had to work late." And with that said she stormed of to the bedroom, slamming the door behind her.

Ron stood in the kitchen for a while just starring at their two person table, the table was hand-me-down from George; it looked quite horrible normally as it was a yellowy brownie color. But now it looked amazingly beautiful, Hermione had covered it in the lace white table cloth her mother gave her, on top of the table cloth was two candles, either side of a rose in a glass vise, the rose was placed exactly in the middle of the table. The table was set with the fine china that they on for their wedding day from Hermione's grandma, the china had been past down though the family for many years. On each plate there was a spoonful of spaghetti Bolognese which was one of Ron's favorite muggle foods. A sudden wave of guilt washed over Ron, he could see Hermione had gone to a lot of trouble to do this. He know why, they hadn't spent time together properly since about 3 weeks ago , as he was thinking about 3 weeks ago, noticed the rose on the table was from that night. They had gone to a posh muggle restaurant in London, to celebrate the anniversary of the war at Hogwarts, it sounds strange but it was the day they both admitted they feels for one other. Ron took the rose from the restaurant as Hermione liked how pretty it looked and the people at the restaurant where very rude to them. Ron put a charm on it so that it didn't die within a week. It was one of the best nights he had with Hermione.

He blew out the candles and put the food in the fridge, pick up the rose and placed it on the bookshelf, before climbing the stairs to bed.

As he entered the room, he could see that Hermione had been crying and a lot by look of it as her cheeks were red and puffy. He hated see her hurt, he hated it even more when he had coursed it. He took his clothes if so he was just in his boxers and slipped in to the bed next to Hermione, as he did so he lent over and kissed her on the forehead trying not to wake her in the process, he then laid his head on the pillow next to hers and put his arm over her hugging her and she moved in to him, giving him hope that he could fix this. Then let sleep over take him.

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