Ron's dad came into the kitchen looking very awkward. Behind him stood Mrs. Weasley with her hands on her hips and a stern look on her face that clearly read' DO NOT MESS WITH ME!' Mr Weasley cleared his throat to get Ron's attention. 'Ron after dinner we need to have a little chat.' Mr Weasley said with an apologetic look on his face. Ron just nodded in understanding and turned back to running his fingers through Hermione's hair.

'Alright everyone, dinner! George would you go upstairs and get Ginny and Harry please.' Mrs Weasley asked. George made a sound of discontent before apparating upstairs to get Ginny and Harry.

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'OI! That's my little sister you're sucking face with there. Do you mind saving that for when I don't have to watch?' George said, causing Harry and Ginny to jump apart. 'Well George I thought we'd have enough privacy seen as we are in my room with the door locked.' Ginny gritted out between her teeth. Harry just sat there trying to remain invisible. He knew Ginny had a very good point, but he just didn't want to get involved with telling her older brother that. He didn't think that he would appreciate his input in this subject matter.

'Well yeah, you did but you know I don't like to use doors, so you should have thought of that.' George said with his trade mark smirk in place.' Ginny just groaned in frustration and let the subject drop. She learned a long time ago that there was just no getting through to her brothers and that she was doomed to be the only sensible one in the family. 'And don't let mum and dad see you at that. Ron has to sit through a 'talk' with dad later because mum saw a nice little mark on dear Hermione's neck.' At this Ginny and Harry couldn't stop themselves from bursting out in laugher as they made their way downstairs to dinner.

'So are you all looking forward to going back to school tomorrow?' Mr Weasley asked, looking around the table at three despondent faces and one glowing with excitement. He was met with three firm and unhappy no's and one very excited yes.

'Hermione I still can't understand why you're so excited about going back to school. It makes no sense. You should be finished by now and out in the world working, but you have to go back to classes and studying. What could be so exciting about that?' Ginny asked her in complete amazement at the excited bundle that sat in front of her

'What's not to like Gin? I get to finish school. I didn't think I would ever get the chance after we decided to not go back last year. I get to do my N.E.W.T's and get a job that I want to do.' Hermione said with a big smile on her face. 'Hermione I don't think I will ever get you!' Ginny said with a smile on her face as Harry nodded in agreement. Ron just smiled back at her. He liked to see her happy, even if it involved them going back to school.'

'Ron are you looking forward to going back to school this year?' Mr Weasley asked his son. Ron turned to him with an incredulous look on his face. 'Eh NO! …..Why on earth would I be happy about going back to school? I'll have exams and I'll have quiditich practice AND Head Boy duties. It doesn't exactly spell out fun.' Mr Weasley just chuckled at his youngest son's outburst.

Hermione turned to face Ron. 'But Ron you love quiditich. You're co- captain with Harry. That's always been of your dreams and you always wanted to be head boy.' Hermione stated rather matter of factly. 'I know, but I wanted it last year not this year. I should be out having fun. Not studying for an exam that I don't care about.' Hermione patted his knee gently and said in a soft voice. 'But this year will be great. You're captain with Harry so the work can be dispersed. I'm Head Girl so we don't have to worry about not seeing each other when we have Head duties and I'll help you study. It won't be as bad if you don't leave it all till the end.' Hermione said with a soft smile on her face. Ron kissed her on the cheek and nodded his head in agreement. 'You're right this year won't be so bad. I mean it has to better than all the other years, doesn't it?' Ron asked speaking only to Hermione. 'And why is that?' Hermione asked. 'Because this year I finally get to spend it with you.'

'AWH, would you stop? You're making me sick with all this love stuff. I'm trying to eat my dinner here!' George said with a look of utter disgust on his face. Ron and Hermione turned away from each other and began to eat their dinner.

Mr Weasley stood up from his chair and put his plate in the sink. He then turned to Ron and signalled for him to leave the kitchen with him. Ron stood up from the table and placed a kiss on Hermione's forehead and left the kitchen.

Mr Weasley lead Ron up into his attic bedroom and closed the door behind him. He used a silencing charm on the door so that no one would be able to hear what was going in inside the room.

He turned around to face Ron and motioned for Ron to sit on the bed. Ron sat down on the bed trying to make himself as comfortable as possible for this conversation that was bound to be anything but comfortable. 'Okay first off I'd just like to say that I am sorry for having to put you through this, but if I don't we'll both be in trouble' Mr Weasley said with a small smile on his face. 'Can't we just pretend we had this discussion and not actually have it? I mean how would she know?' Ron asked with a pleading look on his face. Unfortunately not because we both know I can't lie to your mother. So lets just get this over with shall we?' Ron just nodded his consent.

'Okay so you and Hermione are going out now and that's great. I've always thought of her as part of the family and I can see how both of you really care for one another.' Mr Weasley said to his son. 'Love each other dad. We love each other not just care for one another.' Ron said with conviction in his voice. Mr Weasley nodded at Ron and carried on. 'I know that when you are in a relationship with someone you love, sometimes you can get carried away in the moment and you can do something's that you usually wouldn't do. Just remember that you are to always treat her with respect when you get caught up in these moments.' Mr Weasley said.

'What I mean to say is. That when you love someone don't get too carried away in the moment.' Ron just looked at him with utter confusion on his face.

'Right let me start again. You love Hermione, so you know her. You know what kind of person she is. Hermione is a nice girl. She's kind and polite and you can definitely tell that she loves you. Just don't push her into doing things that she doesn't want to do. Whatever you do never force her into something she isn't ready for. It may seem that girls are more mature than boys and they are when it comes to intellect and understanding especially Hermione, but they aren't always as …sexually mature as boys.' Ron put his face in his hands to hide his embarrassment. 'You have to remember that girls feel things differently than boys. When you feel like you're ready to take your relationship to the next level. Talk it over with her before you just think that she's as ready as you are. Do you understand what I'm trying to explain here Ron? Just respect her and show her that you love her. Don't just attack her now that you two are together. That's not what girls want. They want romance and to feel loved. Its okay to get swept up in the moment, and you may feel it's okay to leave your mark on her, but you need to tone it down unless she says it's okay' Mr Weasley said with finality to his statement.

Ron uncovered his face and looked up at his dad. 'I know what's okay. I know that I have to show her I love her and I do.' Ron sighed heavily and looked at the picture he had of his Hermione on his bedside locker.

'I waited over six years to be able to tell her I cared for her and over three years to be able to tell her I love her. If you honestly think I'd let her forget for one second that I don't love her, you don't know me very well. I would never pressure her into anything. She's too important to me.'

Mr Weasley walked over to the bed and clasped Ron on the shoulder. 'That's what I wanted to hear. Let's get back downstairs shall we?'