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Chapter 2

Specks of dust and ash irritated Ron's nose as he entered the already busy Great Hall. He Managed to slip past most people without causing attention. At the far end sat most of the Weasley family and Harry. He shot him a half-smile as he pushed further into the crowd to grab a hot drink being served by Madam Pomfrey.

"Mr Weasley!" she announced as Ron approached the table where the drinks were being served by still injured house elves. Ron smiled and took the closest mug.

"Cheers" he thanked and walked away as quickly as he could only think of Hermione kicking up a fuss about the poor elves. Molly had spotted him as he closed the distance between himself and the Weasleys.

"Ronald!" She sobbed waving her arms frantically making Arthur let go of her shoulders.

"Mum, stop!" Ron protested holding the hot drink out in front of him, she slowed her pace and stopped by his toes. "I'm so proud of you Ron, we both are" she looked over her shoulder to Arthur who was examining a wound on Ginny's forearm.

"Come sit" she gestured back to the family and Ron followed.

"George?" Ron asked before he took the seat between his sister and best friend. Molly's face lowered.

"He's...Well..We've all gone through so much, I guess your all very hungry?" Molly asked avoiding Ron's question and gaze. Arthur flashed him a sweet smile and Ron knew that there would be a chance to talk to his father later. Harry budged his shoulder with his and raised his eye brows.

"So, where's the Miss's" he chuckled and hit his hand on his on Ron's knee.

"Leave him Harry" Ginny spoke up rolling her eyes.

"Shower. She's in the shower" Ron quickly said taking a loud gulp out of his mug. Harry sat back and watched students and teachers rush about like headless chickens.

"George left about an hour ago" Harry said after Ginny left to refill her tea. Ron turned his body to face him. "Told me to tell you" he added "But only you" he sat forward. "He went to the shop, doesn't want company. Just wanted you to know" Harry whispered gazing back to Ginny as she approached them again.

"Thanks mate" Ron quickly said before Ginny had settled back into her seat.

"So when are leaving for The Burrow?" Percy asked peering over his glasses.

"Well, we're waiting to hear from Kingsley if its safe" Arthur replied rubbing Molly's shoulder.

"We have to wait for Hermione!" Ron spat out and Harry grunted under his breath.

"I'm here" Hermione spoke up, Ron stood abruptly causing Harry's tea to spill over the stone floor.

"Oi!" Harry exclaimed, whipping the hot liquid off the bottom of his now wet jeans.

"Sorry Harry" Ron apologised, the tops of his ears turning reddish as most eyes turned to him. He then strode toward Hermione who was standing in between his Mother and Father.

"Do you want a drink?" Ron said rubbing the back of his head, Molly was smiling widely at Hermione. Had she noticed something had changed between them.

"I would love one" she replied "and maybe you should get Harry one too" she giggled and Ron took her hand leading her toward the drinks stand. Luckily the house elves had retired back to the kitchens by the time they reached the table where only Madam Pomfery stood.

"We're going back to The Burrow" Ron told her as she accepted a warm mug.

"Oh, I need to ask Molly if I'm welcome" Hermione said looking over Ron's shoulder to the Weasley family.

"Of course you're welcome" Ron said reaching for her left hand and entwining his fingers into hers. Hermione smiled then caught sight of Harry waving his empty mug in the air.

"I think you better get Harry his tea" they both laughed and returned back to the far end of the great hall.

They both stood together, playing with each other's hands so others couldn't see.

"I think we're going to get some air" Ron announced and took Hermione away before anyone could question their disappearance.
Outside the scene was different, it was quiet and hunting. Half the court-yard was missing, parts of the walls had blown away entirely. They ventured away from the castle and out on the bridge, stone guards lay in rubble their weapons snapped and shattered.

Hermione perched on a stone ledge, her feet hung a little off the ground. Ron slowly rotated his body, his mouth wide open as he took in the horror of the remains.

"Ron" Hermione gently called, he turned to face her but could only see her silhouette in front of the sunlight. He covered his eyes with his hand to see her better, walking closer Hermione reached out for him and pulled him closer. He pushed back a lock of hair behind her ear, it was still damp from the shower and smelt like oranges.
Hermione lifted his chin with her finger and kissed his lips tenderly, they closed their eyes and pressed their foreheads against one another. They were alive, the war had ended.

"You know it's cute, but get a room" Harry said making them both jump out of their skin.

"Harry!" they both shouted together, Harry laughed and covered his eyes with his hand to shelter them from the rising sun. Ron held Hermione's waist and lifted her down from the stone ledge.
Ron could see Harry fiddling with something in his hands, The Elder Wand.

"What are you going to do with that?" Ron asked watching him tap the tip of the wand into his hand.

"No idea" Harry replied looking out, admiring the views of the reddening mountains.

"Think of what you could do" Ron began to explain.

"Ron, it belongs to Harry" Hermione interjected.

Harry looked down at the powerful wand in his hands, then to Ron's disbelief he snapped it clean in two. Looking once at Ron he threw it over the stone sides, not even watching them plummet toward the ground.

"We're leaving by the way" Harry said turning on his heel and heading back to the castle.