Author's note: Final chapter of my story :) Thank you so much again for everyone who reviewed and made this one of their favorites! Thank you so much! Sorry it took so long to upload, but i wrote it and then went away for a week and then decided to rewrite it, so now it's finally here... enjoy!

I do not own any of these characters, but the plot is mine.

Chapter 3

It was past eleven o'clock at night. Harry and Ginny had just gone to bed, needing to wake up early the following morning to clean up the Burrow before Mr. and Mrs. Weasley came home. Hermione waited a few minutes after they had walked past her room to decide the coast was clear. Before she left, she glanced down at her shinny silver bracelet and resolved to take it off; it caused too many problems. Then she crept through the door into, as silent as possible, towards the stairs heading to the kitchen. Once there, she made her way to the fridge, searching for some left-overs. She found the untouched plate of food that Ron had offered her earlier, she took it and sat at the table in the dark and began eating, miserable to be alone.

"Thought you weren't hungry" Ron said, amused, emerging from the darkness with his wand in his hand. Hermione let out a little scream.

"God! You scared me, Ronald." She hissed at him placing a hand on her heart.

"Why were you expecting Krum or something?" He immediately regretted his words and mentally slapped himself for letting it slip. A moment passed without them saying anything.

"What are you doing up anyway?" Hermione asked, desperate not to talk about Viktor.

"I…er… heard a noise, 'thought I should check it out. Hence the wand." He said as he waved his wand around a little. Hermione didn't say anything in return but just nodded and turned back to her plate of food where as Ron just stood there, unsure of what to do next. There were so many things he wanted to say but just couldn't find the courage within him to try to say them. "Good night, then" was all he ended up saying before he headed back to his bedroom.

Ron laid in his bed thinking about a lot of things, but mostly his Auror training. The thought of it made him even more nervous than he was willing to admit. Harry was going to be there with him, so that was okay… but Hermione wont. "How are we gonna manage without her?" he wondered right before his thought process was interrupted by someone.

That someone had opened his bedroom door and crept into his room. The silhouette, which he could recognize anywhere, came over towards his bed until it finally said "move over, will you?"

Ron was completely shocked about Hermione being here but still did as he was told as he said "I thought- What are yo- Are you okay, Hermione?" Completely confused he couldn't settle on the right question.

"I'm fine. I'm just a little…cold." She answered now lying down in front of him. But looking each other's eyes, both knew that she meant lonely. They both were, and both knew it.

"Yeah, me too" Ron admitted and they snuggled closer together; she placed her head on his chest and he wrapped one arm around her tightly.

"But don't think this changes anything. I'm still incredibly mad at you, Ronald."

He couldn't help but smile to that; this was the Hermione he loved.

The next morning, Ginny crashed into the room shouting "Ron wake up! We need to clean up before mum and dad get home! And Hermione is missing-" She cut herself off when she realized her older brother wasn't alone; Hermione was curled up very close to Ron who still had one arm around her.

"Oh… you're here" She said, much quieter now. "Well you need to get up. Hermione, you're the best at spells so we need all the cleaning spells you've got. "Ginny ordered before she turned to leave.

Instead of doing what they were told, Hermione and Ron stayed in bed but positioned themselves so they were lying face to face.

Hermione realized that she didn't know what to do; she was mad at him, no, furious with him…but she loved him.

"I'm sorry for being such a git…" Ron suddenly said, half whispering.

"Good, you should be." She whispered back. A moment passed and before she knew it, Hermione face was getting closer to his and then she gently kissed his lips, leaving Ron dumbfounded.

"So…am I forgiven?"

"Only if I am"

Ron's familiar smile appeared on his lips as his hand went to Hermione's lower back and the pulled her into a loving kiss.

A few minutes passed before either of them pulled away for air, both of them more than happy to back together. Then, completely out of the blue, Ron let out a little chuckle.

"What's so funny?"

"Well if poor little Vikky saw us now, he'd probably cry his eyes out!" Ron declared, cheerfully.

"Oh honestly Ronald!"

THE END

Author's note: I just wanted to say that I'm sorry if you didnt like the ending , but i just didnt want to end it in a corny way. I thought this ending was typical Ron and Hermione, sorry if you disagree...But it also leaves room for me to keep writing other stories between them. But nevertheless, let me know what you think! Thanks :)