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Chapter 3

Ron left his room, leaving Harry alone to unpack, or to continue pretending to unpack. He thought of how he had finally told Harry what he had been fearful to tell him for what felt like forever. It felt strange though, and a bit of regret swept through him, normally it was characteristic for him to stay out of things, and leave Hermione to do all the arguing, but this time he had done it, and he was starting to wonder if Harry would ever forgive him.

He was headed down the stairs to Ginny's room, where Hermione was staying, when he finally began to think about what he was really going to do. His stomach was in knots, but he knew he had to face her; he had to straighten things out for his own benefit, tell her how he felt if he must. He was just about to knock on the door when none other than his very own mother and her horrible timing showed up. "Oh, good, Ron! I am in desperate need of help!"

"Wha?" Ron asked completely taken aback. He had just built up the nerve he needed to talk to Hermione, and he did not want Mrs. Weasley distracting him. "Mum...can't it wait?"

"No! This wedding is two days away and I am in need of a lot of assistance! I was just coming up the stairs to get you lot. Why don't you go get Harry and I will get Hermione and Ginny here."

Ron made a grunting noise out of frustration with his mother and marched back up the stairs to retrieve Harry.


Everyone was outside setting up and decorating the tables, though Ron was slower than the rest due to a distraction a few yards away. As he was now permitted to use magic outside of school, it made his chores a lot easier, though the constant thought of being able to slip away from what he was doing to talk to Hermione for a moment made him slip up; he ended up working on the same table for about an hour due to his mind being so full of distractions.

Ron was finishing up his table, though everyone else had long since finished their own tables and were now working on the arch. He heard people walking across the lawn towards the house, evidently well ready for a break, and then a sweet voice call out, "No, you go ahead, I'll just finish up here and then come in." It was Hermione. Ron was finally going to get his chance to talk to her, even if it meant his stomach had to be a little late for its appointment of satisfaction. He quickly hurried and finished his table and walked nonchalantly over to Hermione. "Oh damn it!" Hermione cried.

"What happened, are you okay?" Ron asked his face full of concern.

She looked up at Ron, with an expression that told him she was shocked to see him. "Yeah, I'm fine; I just made another hole in my finger. Damn thorns!"

"Why don't you just use magic?"

"I find it more rewarding to do it by hand." Ron gave her a look that said: 'who in their right minds would ever want to do a thing like that?' Hermione laughed at the puzzled expression on Ron's face. "I think it's because part of me is muggle."

"Oh...of course," Ron said, trying his best to understand what it would be like to feel rewarded to do anything by hand. "Listen, I have something I need to say to you." He was looking deep into her eyes now as she worked to fasten yet another rose on the arch.

"I have something I need to say to you too!" Hermione looked up at Ron with an ecstatic expression on her face. "You go first!"

Feeling sick about finally divulging just how he felt to Hermione he was willing to find any way to put it off just a little while longer. He could tell her right after she said what she wanted to say, or he could tell her tomorrow...or maybe next week. "No, you go ahead, what I have to say can wait."

She looked at him, her eyes smiling. "Well, I wrote to Viktor, as you know...and, well, I had invited him. But, I had to ask first. Though I asked him first—"

The look on Ron's face was almost priceless. He wore a look of such utter confusion that he couldn't help but to interrupt Hermione. "What?"

"I got permission from Bill and Fleur and your mum and dad and Victor has agreed! Ron, Viktor is coming to Bill and Fleur's wedding this weekend!"


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