Chapter 4:
"Ron?" Hermione knocked on his door, later that night. He cracked open the door to see who it was. When he saw that it was just Hermione, he opened the door completely to let her in, then laid back down on his bed.
"Come here, Hermione," he held his arms open for her, but she sat down next to him.
"Well that went well," she suggested, referring to the night's earlier events.
"Yes, I suppose it did."
All was silent for at least five minutes, until Hermione decided to speak up, "Ron… Just so you know… I never kissed Viktor at the Yule Ball. Or ever, for that matter. I never ended up writing him much, either. I just knew that he would make you jealous, and I just suppose that I-"
"I love you."
"Wh- what?"
Ron leaned over her, his face inches from hers. "I love you, Hermione Jean Granger."
"Ron, I-" she couldn't seem to get her words out for once in her lifetime. "I love you, too." After she finally replied, he slowly kissed her and this time it lasted- neither pulled away, and this time there wasn't a war occurring at the same time to interrupt them.
"Harry knew all along, didn't he?" Ron asked when their kiss finally ended.
"Knew what?"
"He knew that we'd end up together."
"Who didn't know that? Except you and I, perhaps." Ron laughed. There was a knock at the door, and they both jumped.
"Yes?" Ron called through the door.
"Mum says to come downstairs," it was George.
"We'll be down in a minute," he turned to Hermione, "Let's go, 'Mione." Taking her by the hand, he led her downstairs.
"I know exactly where they are- Australia. If we apparate we can definitely find them."
"Hermione, are you sure?" Harry was still very skeptic of the plan.
She nodded, "I'm positive." Putting their arms together, she, Harry, and Ron apparated to find Hermione's parents. They arrived at a small cottage on the beach, which was apparently their home. Hermione ran for the door, faster than she intended to.
"Wait!" Ron called after her. "Are you ready for this?" She stood in front of the door, frozen like a statue.
"Yes," she whispered. Harry knocked for her, and when her Mum opened the door, she immediately burst into tears.
"May I help you?" Mrs. Granger asked, politely. Hermione pulled out her wand, and her arm was shaking. "I'm sorry, miss, but I cannot help if…" she rambled on, but none of them were paying attention.
Obviously Hermione was too emotional to perform the spell, so Ron stepped in front of her and did it himself. As Mrs. Granger was regaining her memory, Hermione broke down completely, falling into Ron's arms.
"Hermione?" Mrs. Granger suddenly recognized her daughter.
"Mum," she whispered in response.
"What happened? Where are we?"
Hermione sighed, "I think we have quite a bit of explaining to do."
After re-telling the whole story of what happened since she erased their memories, Harry, Ron, and Hermione took them back to their home in Surrey.