"Hi 'Mione, meeting up would be good, how about The Three Broomsticks at twelve? I'm missing you so much.

Ron"

A letter had arrived back from Ron the morning after I'd sent it, so I knew he'd actually be happy to meet. Today I have charms and defence, but we all know I've had enough of the dark arts and I've always been ahead in charms. Luckily, Neville and Ginny are in both, so each lesson is a bit more enjoyable. The others from our year were in charms were Daphne Greengrass, Theodore Nott, Padma Patil and Ernie Macmillan. We all sat together but that didn't make much difference because seventh years sat near us.

The day shot by and then the week ended so I got to see Ron. Eighth years were allowed to leave at anytime they wanted to so I left with Neville and Hannah, as they were headed on a date in Hogsmeade too. When we reached the Three Broomsticks, Ron was stood outside, wearing a maroon jumper and scarf, as the snow was setting in as it neared Christmas.

"Hi"

"Hi"

"We'll leave you to it." Neville muttered and walked off, hand in hand with Hannah. Ron looked good, although, he looked thinner from stress and his hair looked finer.

"Want a butterbeer?" He asked.

"Of course!" And we went in, ordered and grabbed a table near the back.

"How's your family?" I asked, knowing the answer may not be a good one.

"They're recovering. It's good that Ginny came back to Hogwarts, it's a shame I didn't. Mum and George still aren't doing fantastic, they still seem to be grieving too much to do anything. I wish he wasn't gone" and he trailed off. His pained was etched on his face, making his worry lines even more prominent. I reached across the table and took his hand and squeezed. I wish we had met up sooner.

"He died for a worthwhile cause, and no-one will ever forget him. Your family is one of the most supportive groups of people I've ever known, so you all care so much and won't let anyone be forgotten." I replied, hopefully it will calm him.

"We all just miss him so much, I feel like I'm not being strong enough, I mean Dad's gone back to work, Charlie's back in Romania and Ginny's back at school. It feels like Mum, George and I are just moping around the house all day, now that Bill and Percy have moved back out. I should get a job but-"

I cut him off, "you don't need to get back to reality just yet, just wait until you're ready, I can't believe I got myself to school this year, I don't blame anyone wanting to stop and wait for the right time."

"Yeah, okay. How's school? Are you getting on okay?" He asked me. At this point, I finally got to look into his eyes, the deep blue, like an ocean and smiled. He smiled back.

"School's fine, the subjects feel a bit redundant now we got all that practice last year, especially defence." I answered.

"You don't have to do this you know, you could move back here, you could try and reverse the memory charm on your parents, you could stay with Me you know?" His voice got quiet at the end of his sentence, and he looked away from me.

"I think I should try school, I want to get my newts, but I do want to see you more often." I replied. He smiled at me then, giving me his aloof grin I'd learned to love.

"Our same old 'Mione, always upstaging us at everything!" He joked, not meaning it at all, luckily.

"I know!" I chuckled back at him. "Anyway, how's Harry? And Teddy?"

"They're both good, Teddy's hair won't stop changing colour. It's always a nice surprise when it's red. Harry's keeping busy with him, always helping Andromeda. Harry seems to be calming, him and Ginny are talking a lot, which is good." He grimaced at the end, even though he is fine about them dating.

"Good, so, do you want to try being together again?" I asked.

"Yes."

Hi! I hope this is alright.