All right, first off, I want to apologize for the disappointment I gave some of you reviewers by not showing Ron's feelings enough. I was going to put his feelings into the beginning of this chapter, because this chapter was going to show the efforts both Ron and Hermione are going to start making for one another. So I'm sorry /: I should have made that more clear for you. This chapter may be confusing its starting off with Ron standing outside of Ginny's bedroom right before he walked in and asks to speak to hermione alone, so I hope it makes sense.

To Alquimista: I am aware that Hermione isn't any better than Ron, that wasn't my intention and I'm sorry you read it that way. But It's impossible to deny that Ron has been incredibly horrible to her throughout their years. ex: yule ball, their 6th year, when he left her while they were searching for horcroxes, etc. In my mind, those are horrid things, but that's just my opinion. I hope you enjoy this story regardless of that though.

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ALSO I WON'T BE UPDATING UNTIL NEXT WEEKEND. Im so very sorry.

Ron stood outside of Ginny's door. He could hear Hermione's voice rising as she spoke to Ginny. The words she spoke stung, and he wasn't sure why. He considered turning around and coming back at another time, but he knew that he had to get it over with. He closed his eyes and drew a deep breath in. You can do this Ron, He told himself as his right hand reached up and lightly knocked on the door.

"Uh come in," He heard Ginny say, and he slowly turned the doorknob.

He instantly regretted his decision to confront Hermione tonight. Both girls starred at him wide-eyed, their faces were painted with shock. Hermione's face was stained with tears, and he felt his heart sink. He had caused those tears.

"Uh, Mind if I talk to Hermione for a minute," He looked around nervously. "Alone." He added when he saw that Ginny wasn't moving from her spot.

Ginny looked at Hermione for a moment, unsure of what to do. When Hermione gave her a tiny nod, she rose from the bed and walked to the door.

"Don't make her cry Ronald. I don't care if you don't remember jack, treat her nicely," She warned as she past him.

Ron swallowed nervously, unsure of whether or not to move from the spot in the doorway, or make his way over to the bed next to Hermione.

"So what did you want to talk about?" Hermione asked.

Her brown eyes were sparkling with fresh tears, but she managed to force them to stay in her eyes. Ron looked at her and his noticed that his heartbeat began to race. She really was beautiful, Ron thought and couldn't help but smile.

"I just wanted to apologize. For everything," he said as he awkwardly made his way over to the bed. "My mum shouldn't have acted that way, and I shouldn't have put her, or any of you, on the spot. I was curious. I had no idea that you-that we were-"

"We weren't," Hermione finished.

Ron felt an ache in his heart, and he looked at her confused.

"But I thought Percy-"

"It was complicated Ronald, you and I were best friends. But.." Hermione's voice broke and she turned her head as a single tear fell from her eye.

"Hey please don't cry," Ron said comfortingly.

He sat down next to Hermione and placed his hand on her back. Her head snapped up to look at him. Both were surprised by his sudden move and began to blush. Hermione locked eyes with him, and he felt his heart flutter.

"Hermione, I know that I'm not the guy you once knew, and honestly, I can't tell you if that guy will come back. But I want to make an effort-"

"No Ron, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it like that, I just..I'm upset. Not with you but the situat-"

"You've got to stop cutting me off, and let me finish," Ron said lightly.

Hermione was embarrassed and felt her cheeks flush with colour.

"Sorry, I'll try my best to just listen," She whispered.

Ron nodded before continuing.

"I want to try to get to know you. And I want to be that guy, the guy that loved you and that you loved, if you give me the chance," Ron stated.

Hermione opened her mouth to speak, but quickly stop herself. Ron needs to speak Hermione, she told herself.

"I don't want to go on in life not knowing what we were or what we could be. When Percy told me that you were my girlfriend, I was shocked. Honestly that's all I knew how to feel. I didn't understand why someone so beautiful and smart would love me. But, I dunno. I don't know what I'm trying to say, I just felt like I needed to get this off my chest," Ron finished.

His ears were bright red and he avoided Hermione's eyes. He was terrified of what she would think of him and he was just terrified of her. period. When Hermione hadn't responded after a few moments, Ron began to regret the conversation even more.

Now you've done it Ron, gone and made yourself look like a fool, he scolded himself. When he looked back at Hermione, he saw that she was just watching him. Her face was unreadable, which made him even more nervous.

Finally, she opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Instead she leaned over and placed a small delicate kiss on the side of his cheek. Her lips were soft against his rough skin, and he felt his stomach flutter with butterflies.

"I'd like that," She whispered in his ear before she leaned back.

Ron couldn't help but beam as he felt her breath against his neck. He couldn't explain why he was feeling the way he was and he didn't care.

"So you'll go on a date with me then? Tonight?" Ron asked hopeful.

Hermione looked at him once again in awe. The old Ron would have never had this courage, and she wasn't sure how to react to it.

"A date?" She stupidly asked. "Tonight?"

"Yes a date. How else would I get to know you, certainly not here. And yes tonight, I don't want to waste anymore time avoiding questions I have, and information I need," He responded with a smile.

"Yes. Yes. Alright, well I see you tonight then?" Hermione asked, already beginning to worry about what she would wear.

"I'll pick you up at your bedroom door," Ron smirked as he got up from the bed and walked back to the door.

"8:30," he added before leaving.

The moment Ginny saw that Ron left her bedroom, she ran towards the door and swung it open.

"DETAILS! NOW!" She shouted happily as she plopped onto the bed next to Hermione.

"Well, come on then! Tell me!" Ginny demanded when Hermione hadn't spoken up.

"He asked me on a date," Hermione quietly replied.

Ginny made no effort to hide her shock. Her jaw dropped instantly and she starred at Hermione with wide eyes.

"No. He didn't. Did he? You can't be serious! Are you? OH THIS IS SO EXCITING!" She squealed.

Hermione laughed at her friend and nodded.

"I couldn't believe it either, but Ginny what am I going to do? I haven't ever been on a date, not unless you count the yule ball but that was nearly three years ago..." Hermione fretted.

"No. No worrying. I'll handle everything! This is so exciting!"

Ginny jumped from the bed, dragging Hermione with her.

"Where are we going?" Hermione asked nervously.

"To the bathroom of course, we have to do something with that God awful hair of yours! And put some makeup on you," Ginny responded as they headed out the door.

After three hours of Ginny critiquing Hermione's hair, makeup, and clothes, Hermione was allowed to study herself in the mirror.

I actually do look quite nice, Hermione thought as she examined herself closely.

Ginny had managed to apply a few charms to her hair so that it lay in tamed curls on her shoulder. Her makeup was very light, but highlighted her cheek bones and brown eyes. The outfit was her favourite though. Ginny had found an old white sundress from a few years back, and it seemed to fit Hermione perfectly.

"He's going to love you," Ginny stated from behind.

Hermione turned around and hugged her.

"Thank you," She said.

Before the girls could talk more, there was a light tap on the door, and Hermione felt a small knot in her stomach.

"Come in," She said quietly.

Ron emerged from behind the door, and his ears to dark red as he looked at Hermione.

"Er..You look..." Ron couldn't find his words, for he was completely speechless.

"I think the word you're looking for his beautiful," His sister offered.

Ron gulped and nodded.

"Yes, beautiful."

Hermione felt herself blush and she looked down at the floor.

Ron wasted no time, and quickly walked over and grabbed her hand. When she looked up at him with a shocked expression, he let go of her and took a step back.

"Um, ready to go?" He asked.

"Where exactly are we going?" Hermione questioned.

Ron shrugged and lead the way out the door.

When they got to the bottom of the stairs, Ron instructed Hermione to close her eyes. She reluctantly agreed, and Ron took hold of her hand and led her out the back door.

"Where are we going?" She asked again.

"You'll see. Just one moment. I'll tell you when you can open your eyes," Ron said.

Ron led them to the far end of his backyard, and leaned in to whisper in Hermione's ear.

"Okay, open," He stated.

Hermione eagerly opened her eyes, and found herself completely stunned by the scene.

Ron had set up a small table in the yard, equip with a nice bottle of red wine, salad, spaghetti, and a charmed violin.

Hermione couldn't find words to describe it, so she just smiled at Ron.

He led her to her seat, and after she sat, he sat down in the chair across from her.

"This is just...lovely," Hermione beamed.

Ron smiled back at her.

"I'm glad you like it, I wasn't sure if this was too much for a first date-it is a first date right?" Ron asked, Hermione nodded and so he continued. "But Harry told me it was a perfect idea. He also made fun of me for being so romantic, and I kinda have to agree with him on that. I think I went a little overboard..."

Hermione shook her head and laughed.

"No. No. It's perfect."

There was a moment of silence, but for the first time it was not an awkward one. Both were just enjoying the other's company, and felt that words may ruin the feeling both had.

"So you and Harry are getting along?" Hermione asked as they began to eat.

"Yeah he's great. I wish I remembered about our friendship, but he's in the process of feeling me in on what it was like," Run replied with a mouth full of food.

Hermione giggled. It was so much like Ron to talk with a mouth full and pay no attention to it.

Ron noticed her laugh, and felt as his ears burned with embarrassment.

"Er, sorry," He apologized as he swallowed.

"No, no it's okay. It reminded me of so many dinners at Hogwarts," Hermione said.

Ron blushed again, unsure why this time, but he figured it was due to the way Hermione looked at him. It made his stomach flip and he couldn't understand why this girl had such an effect on him.

"So, part of the reason I asked you out was to get to know you, considering I know nothing about you, I thought it would be a good idea," Ron said simply.

The moment the words left his mouth, he wished he could pull them back in. Hermione's smile vanished from her face, and sadness to its place.

"I'm so sorry, I wasn't thinking," Ron rushed.

Hermione just shook her head and took a second to compose herself.

"It's fine. I'm okay. But what would you like to know?" She asked him.

"Let's start with your last name," Ron suggested.

"Granger. next question."

"Hmmm, what was your first impression of me?"

"Honestly, I hated you."

Hermione's response shocked Ron, but the moment she laughed, he relaxed.

"It was our first year, and I was trying to help you in charms class. See you weren't pronouncing the spell right and I just wanted to help. But you took it the wrong way, and after class, you, harry, seamus and dean all made fun of me. I locked myself in the bathroom for the rest of the night," She explained.

"There was a troll," Ron whispered. His eyebrows were hunched together and he was searching his brain for what caused him to say that.

Hermione starred at him wide-eyed, unsure she had heard correctly.

"What did you just say?" She asked hesitantly.

"There was a troll, in the bathroom. Wasn't there?"

Hermione screamed and jumped from the table. She couldn't resist throwing her arms around Ron and hugging him tight.

"YES! YES THERE WAS!" She exclaimed.

Ron, realizing he was right, Jumped from his chair and returned Hermione's hug; lifting her from the ground and spinning her in his arms.

Ron looked into her beautiful brown eyes, and had the sudden erge to kiss her. Before thinking it over, he leaned in and planted a small kiss on her lips. Hermione returned it with full force, too happy to understand what she was doing.

The kiss deepened and Hermione wrapped her arms around Ron's neck, rubbing her hands through his short red hair.

Ron softly rested his hands on her lower back as he kissed her. He didn't know why, and frankly he didn't care; all he knew is he didn't want the kiss to end.

Hermione pulled away after a few minutes, and wiggled out of his grip.

Ron was about to ask what she was doing, but she quickly grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the house.

"We have to tell the family!" She shouted.

Once the whole Weasley family, along with Harry, was seated in the kitchen, Hermione decided she couldn't contain her news any longer.

"Ronald remembered the troll!" She squealed.

Mrs. Weasley eyes were glossed with tears instantly, Mr. Weasley was speechless. No one could find the right words to speak, so they all starred in awe at the redheaded boy next to Hermione.

" Was zere anyzing else 'e remembered?" Fleur questioned.

Hermione felt her excitement drain away. Everyone, except Ron, looked at her with hopeful eyes, which made what she had to say even harder.

"Well, no. But that doesn't mean he doesn't remember. We just haven't talked about it yet. I'm sure there must be other things he remembers, we just have to remind him," Hermione explained.

The house seemed disappointed with Hermione's explanation, all besides Molly, who was running towards Ron with open arms.

"My baby is coming back to me! Oh Ronald you don't know how happy this makes me. Think hard dear, is there anything, anything at all that you remember?" She asked.

Ron thought for a moment, feeling the pressure of everyone's eyes on him as they waited for an answer.

Finally he shook his head,

"I don't know."

Sorry I won't be able to update again til Friday or Saturday, but since next weekend is a three day weekend(for me at least) I will update at least twice.

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