A/N: This chapter seemed so much longer when I was writing it. Oh well.

And, obviously, I decided to make this into a multi-chapter story. :D Yaaaay.

After a minute or two, Ron's mum yelled at them to get down there ("If you don't come down, I'll come up there to get you!"), they decided they'd better go.

Ginny was smirking at Hermione when she and Ron walked down the stairs. Obviously, she knew—or guessed—what had happened in Ron's room that held them up for several minutes.

Hermione sat in her usual seat between Harry and Ron, which seemed to annoy Ginny. She was looking as though she might just ask Harry to move over so she could sit next to Hermione. As soon as dinner was done, she grabbed Hermione's arm and pulled her away before she could go.

"Soo…" she said. "Tell me. What happened?"

"He just…he um," Hermione choked. "He said that what happened wouldn't make things weird between us, and then…" she trailed off, her cheeks turning red again.

"Then?" Ginny demanded, though she undoubtedly knew what happened.

"I…I kissed him."

"Wow, Hermione. I never thought you were one to take risks, and you making the first move? I'm shocked!" Ginny laughed.

"It's not funny!" she said angrily. "Now let me go!"

She pulled her arm away from Ginny.

"C'mon Hermione, it's true!"

She shrugged a bit, turning away and storming up the stairs. She immediately went into Ron's room, not caring if anybody figured out what was going on. Let them know, she thought. They'll find out soon enough.

"What happened? What did she do?"

"Bugged me for information. I'm just glad I got away."

He smiled. "And you came in here first, because…?"

"I share her room, so I can't exactly go in there."

"Right," he muttered. "Well, you got an owl while you were down there."

"Why didn't it come down there?" she asked, looking to see if the owl was still there, but the only owl she saw was Pigwidgeon.

"Dunno. Maybe it went to Ginny's room first, because it was walking around in the hallway just before you came up here. But here's your letter," he added, throwing her the roll of parchment.

She unrolled it. It was from Hogwarts, reminding her that term started on September 1st, along with her books for the year.

"You're going back?" Ron asked, looking shocked.

"Yes, Ronald, I am," she snapped. "You may not think N.E.W.T.s are important, but I do. Ginny's going back too."

"We helped save the bloody world. They'd give us any job we wanted, we don't those!"

Now, she was mad. He just didn't get it. "If people don't want to give you a job just because you participated in the war, it's good to have something to fall back on!"

"I just don't bloody get it," he muttered, just loud enough for her to hear.

"Oh just shut up," Hermione said.

She put her arms around his neck and kissed him. After less than five seconds, the door opened up.

"Hey, Ron—OI!" Harry said.

Hermione and Ron sprang away from each other.

"I told you not to come in," Ginny muttered.

"Well…now our situations are reversed, eh Harry?" Ron said weakly.

"I'll just..go." Hermione said, walking over and ducking under Harry's arm to get out the hall.

Ginny followed her back to their shared room. "I warned him," Ginny said, closing the door behind her.

"Next time," Hermione said. "Just knock."