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" Stupid git thinks that he is gonna get away with all of that. Over my bloody body. " Ron hissed as he stood in the shower, letting the hot water flow over his body. This was a little bit too much for him at the moment and he needed to calm down. Hermione was fine and safe, but Malfoy wasn't. If Ron had anything to say about it, they would 'accidently' meet one another and he would get put through a lot of pain. Frowning, he finished his shower and walked out of the room, in a pair of jeans walking into the living room to check on Hermione.
In all honesty, she had attempted to get some sleep. Something that would get rid of the aching of her body and her heart. Yet it never came but she stayed where she was. Ron was busy and she didn't want him to feel completely bound to her every will and need. She was independent and Hermione was bored with feeling helpless. Closing her eyes as the shower turned off, she couldn't help but let her mind wander. Back to the days when they were together and happy. They could tell each other anything and do anything that they needed to. It had been so amazing, so blissful. Everything within their little world had been perfect and amazing. Everything had crashed down and slowly attacked her self-esteem. Something had made him run right?
As he walked into the living room, he knew that the girl was awake. It had bee something he learned to realise when they were together. It had always helped them out. Shaking his wet hair, he walked over and stood at the back of the couch softly, " I'm going to grab some food. Are you hungry? " he asked and walked into the kitchen when she nodded her head. With a small smile, he carefully started to go through the fridge and everything until he was done their food. Smiling, he put hers onto a tray again and brought it out, placing it on her lap tenderly. " There you are Miss Granger. " he said smiling and sat down next to her carefully. With a smile, he put on the telly and let a movie play quietly.
Hermione gave him a smile as he came out and nodded her head when he spoke about food. He had gotten the chance to eat at the party and she had been tied to a chair. But that made sense with Ron's strange love of food. Carefully, she sat up when he started to come out of the kitchen. With a smile she took his hand and gave it a small squeeze. It was lovely to make this better and she felt like he was trying really hard to show her that she was safe here. " Thank you. " she whispered softly and carefully picked up the fork and took a bite of the pasta with a smile, " It's really good. " she said with a smile and carefully kept eating it, as though it was the last thing she would ever eat. Looking at Ron, he was still stuffing his face faster than normal. Sighing, she lightly finished and placed the tray and things onto the table. As though an instinct, she shifted and rested against Ron, eyes closing softly. They had often curled up on the couch for supper and she had always fallen asleep again him. It was strange. With a small smile she lightly closed her eyes.
Ron looked down at the young girl curled up on his side. It was amazing for him to feel her against him and he missed that when she was busy hating him. Honestly, he didn't know what happened. But they had broken up and he had moved on with other girls, while Hermione seemed to be dead set against anything from what he learned. Sighing, he wrapped an arm around her middle and kissed her forehead tenderly. However, as soon as he did so, she pulled away and got up once more. Ron sighed, " Mione...you shouldn't be up. " he said and stood up, picking her up easily and putting her back down. However, that was yet another mistake. Hermione was up and glaring at him, fists curled.
" Don't you dare tell me what I can and cannot do Mr. Weasley. " she snapped and walked towards the kitchen, her legs shaking a little bit. Holding onto the counter for support, she walked to the sink and started to wash their dishes carefully, using magic to bring them to her. Closing her eyes, she opened up the fridge and took out some orange juice and drank it happily, feeling free finally. Smiling, she walked back into the living room and sat down on 'her' chair and curled up opening her book. Ron was muttering under his breath with a frown, sounding quite upset with her. Sighing softly Hermione shook her head and started to read happily before going and turning into bed. Not long after, she heard Ron doing the same.
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Ron awoke the next morning, yawning happily as he got up. Walking to the window, he saw an owl sitting there. He picked up the note from around it's foot and looked at the writing;
" Miss Simpson,
I am sorry about what occurred yesterday afternoon. I had drank far too much and I acted like a fool. I do hope that you and Mr. Walker will return to us today. To make it up to you, I have enclosed a gift for you both. Please accept my apology.
-Draco Malfoy"
Ron scowled deeply and glared at the paper. Taking the package, he opened it and blinked. Out came a long black silk gown and a black suit with green decorations upon it. He would give something to Malfoy, he had a good way of making up for being an arse.
Hermione woke later then normal and could smell bacon and eggs drifting through the house. Getting up, she lightly fixed the shorts and t-shirt that she wore every night. With a small sigh, she carefully walked out and blinked as she noticed a dress on the back of a chair. " Ron, what is this? " she asked and ran her hand over the soft material, smiling softly. If he had gone out to buy it for her-However thoughts were cut off by a single word, " Malfoy? " she repeated and looked at him. He sent this to make up for attacking her last night in some kind of drunken rage? Shaking her head with a frown she lightly pushed the dress to the floor, but Ron put it back. " I'm not going to wear that. It was picked by a man who attacked Ginny and myself. " she said crossing her arms.
" If you don't wear it, he will think something is up. We're going to this big gala dinner tonight and they want us to dress up. He sent me a suit to go with your dress. He is trying to pull us in so we wont turn him in. Little does he know..." Ron said with a small sigh and took her hand, bringing her into the kitchen. " Forget about that for a while. I made breakfast, all from scratch " he said proudly, " Just for you. Feeling better? " he added.
'Mione nodded her head and smiled at him. " Much better. " she said and started to eat the food he placed before her with a smile. This was much better then anything else that she had believed possible. Smiling, she looked at him and found him just watching her. " Ron...you okay? " she asked before laughing at the goofy look he had upon his face. With a happy smile, she lightly shook her head. " I kinda want to go and see Ginny and Harry today if you don't mind. It would be nice to be able to see each other and figure out what we all know. " she said with a smile.
Ron nodded his head happily, " Sounds good. I want to see what they are up to anyways. All Ginny did was yell at me yesterday. She was not impressed with me about what happened. At all. " he said sighing. Getting the owl the Ministry had given them, he wrote a coded note and sent it to them with a smile. When it came back with a reply he nodded, " Go get dressed. They'll be here in half an hour. " eh said nodding happily as he picked up their dirty dishes and smiled at her happily.
