Woah it took a long time to get this chapter up. So sorry, folks! My time is wonky and I never when I'll have time for certain things. I'll do my best to get up another chapter soon. Enjoy and please review if you can!


Memorable

Chapter Eight

Draco wasn't in bed the next morning when Hermione woke. She whined quietly, pawing at the empty sheets where he slept before sitting up. She yawned, getting out of bed and smoothing down the rat's nest she called her hair.

"Draco?" she said as she left the bedroom.

"In here."

She followed his voice to the kitchen, where he was making breakfast. She smiled sleepily and walked up behind him, wrapping her dark arms around his pale waist.

"Morning, sleepyhead," he chuckled, teasing her, "sleep well?"

"Good."

He turned and kissed her forehead. "Bacon and eggs?"

"Yes, please," she smiled. She sat at the table, where she found a cup of tea already waiting for her. She sipped at it gently until Draco brought her a plate of food.

"I thought a proper breakfast would be good before you go confront Ron."

She smiled. "Thank you, Draco."

"I think I'll run some errands while you're out," Draco said. Hermione nodded.

After breakfast they both dressed, had a quick songfest, then Draco saw Hermione out the door.

~oOo~

Finding a wizard neighbourhood with only half your wizard memory was an arduous task. Hermione was thoroughly frustrated by the time she found the stupidly hidden building- only after having gotten lost at least twice by her count.

Several flights of stairs later and Hermione found herself standing in front of Ron's door. She took a deep breath and reached up, knocking firmly.

A deep grumbling could be heard from inside the flat, feet shuffling closer. A soft thud as someone fell against the door.

"Go away, Ginny…" Ron's voice pushed through the wood to Hermione.

Was Ginny really the only person that visited him? "It's Hermione…" she nearly whispered.

The door flew open quicker than she had expected. Ron's expression was a mix between anger and disbelief. Hermione felt like squirming under the harsh eyes.

"What do you want?" his tone was both apathetic and hopeful.

"I… wanted to visit you…" he remained stoic, "I need to talk to you… about something important…"

"It has something to do with me?" she nodded slowly. Something flickered behind his eyes. "Come in."

"What is it?" she hadn't even sat down yet when he began to question her.

Hermione took a deep breath. He may have been a git, but he seemed so hopeful. She was about to break his heart. "It's about Draco."

"Draco…" his voice already fell flat.

"We're dating now-"

"What!?" He stared at her with wide eyes. "I knew it!"

Hermione suddenly remembered why she didn't like Ron. She narrowed her eyes at him. "You never knew! It only happened a week ago, you blubbering idiot!"

Ron was fuming. "Hermione, I love you with all my heart. How could you do this to me?"

"Do this to you? What about me, Ron? The doctors told me they contacted you about my accident, but you didn't even do so much as send me a 'get well' note. You completely ignored me until the Prophet dipped into the tabloids again!"

"Hermione-"

"No, I haven't even gotten started yet. You've been nothing but rude to Draco and me the past few months, Ronald!" she was huffing in ragged breaths. "Everyone says we were dating, but I find it hard to believe."

"We were engaged!"

"What?"

Ron hung his head in shame. "A few days before your accident. I asked you to marry me. You said yes. I guess you lost the ring in the blast.

~oOo~

"Bullocks."

They had just sat and stared at each other after Ron had revealed their engagement.

"What?" Ron's brows furrowed.

"I don't believe you. Ginny would have told me the moment I told her I had feelings for Draco. Hell, there would have been all sorts of news coverage. I remember how famous we were, how famous we are."

"Come on, 'Mione."

"Ronald Bilius Weasley, I swear if you don't stop…" she stood up, prepared to storm out.

"Bilius…"

"Huh?"

Ron stood, too, slowly approaching Hermione. "You called me Bilius. You remembered," and then he kissed her.

It was only a split second. The moment his lips touched hers, the moment she was aware of it, she shoved him away forcefully by the shoulders.

Without time for Ron to recover, she was gone. A loud slam of the door made that clear. She was nearly running down the hall to get away from him.

She let out a yelp and collapsed against a wall heavily. "Ron…" and the memories came flooding back in. All of the good and bad times. Their first kiss. She remembered why she loved him.

~oOo~

She couldn't get home fast enough. She just prayed that Draco had returned. Please, please be back, Draco… She threw the door open, sighing in relief and burying herself in his arms.

"Well, hello," Draco said as his arms fell about her waist, "you're home earlier than I expected. How'd it go?"

"Not well, Draco," she buried her face in his chest.

"What happened?" his voice took on a tone of concern.

"He kissed me, Draco…" she whispered quietly, "and I remember him…"