Hermione woke with a start feeling as though she had been smacked in the side of the head really hard. She sat up and looked around the girl's dormitory, dimly lit by the sunlight that had filtered threw the windows and saw no one. Hermione sighed and swung her legs over the side of her bed and stood up. She heard something hit the floor and looked down. A sealed envelope lay at her feet. She looked down at it and could see her name written on it in a vary familiar hand writing. Hermione mouthed Ron's name as she bent down to pick up the envelope. She sat on her bed and turned it over to open it. She pulled out a piece of parchment and the first thing she noticed about it was that the ink was smeared. It had been smeared with tear drops. Ron's tear drops.

Hermione,

Hermione I don't know how to say this correctly. I don't even know if there is a correct way to say it, so I'm sorry. Please, Please, forgive me. I never meant anything I said or did. I admit that I was wrong but I'm not going to go on and on about what I did wrong because you know what I did and I don't want to bring it up any more than I have to. That's why this is so hard for me. I was never good with words but please think about it. If I didn't care I wouldn't have even attempted an apology. I love you Hermione. I can't live without you. You're my whole world and If I loose you then I won't have a reason for living. I only acted the way I did because I was blind. I was blinded by fear. Fear of someone who I judged before I even got to know. It was the worst thing I could have done and I regret it more than anything wrong I've ever done. I love you and nothing should have come above that. I'm sorry but for a few moments my stupidity and fear took over and I didn't think about anything. I'm sorry. What ever you decide to do, I understand but I have just one thing more to say. You are my most desperate desire.

Love,

Ron

Hermione finished reading the letter with tears in her eyes. She didn't know why she was crying, but she was. Maybe it was because she knew Ron was crying when he wrote this. Maybe it was the way she could hear his voice saying the words of the letter to her as she read it silently. Maybe it was a combination of just everything that had happened within the last 48 hours. She didn't know anything at this point. She was confused. Hermione put her face in her hands and just sat there for a while, breathing deeply threw her fingers. After a long time she inhaled and exhaled deeply. She took face out of her hands and gasped.

Ron looked down at her worried. "What's wrong? It's me, isn't it. Well then maybe I'd better leave." He turned to leave but Hermione called him back. He turned around and looked at her sadly.

"Ron..." She began, not knowing what else to say. She gave up looking for words and just looked at the floor. Ron looked at the floor to and spoke to his shoes.

"You read my letter then?" He asked quietly. He took a quick glance at her then looked back down at his shoes.

Hermione said nothing. In stead she got up, walked over to Ron and put her arms around his waist, hugging him. Ron was startled but he knew that if he just stood there he'd have more problems than he did before. He gently put his arms around her. But he didn't smile. He just closed his eyes thinking. This was so complicated. He wanted to talk to her about the past 48 hours but he didn't want to upset her again so he just held her silently.

Hermione wanted to talk to Ron about the last 48 hours but she didn't want to upset herself or him. She led him over to her bed so they could sit down. Hermione knew that Ron wanted to talk and she knew why he wasn't. He didn't want to upset her anymore so he remained quiet. She put her hand under his chin and gently turned his head to face hers.

"Talk to me Ron, I'll listen to whatever you've got to say and I'll have patience if it will take you a long time to say it." and that was all she said. She then dropped her hand from his chin and looked into his gold speckled, sapphire blue eyes and waited for him to talk to her.

Ron sighed and looked away from her eyes. He didn't know what to say. He wanted her. He didn't want to talk he just wanted to hold her and just let everything go but he didn't think that she would want to.

Hermione looked at him but said nothing, she had promised to be patient for him. How ever long it took, she would remain patient.

"Hermione. I'm sorry and I don't know what to say. Whatever happens is your choice. I told you that in my letter." that was all that Ron felt like he could say.

Hermione put her hand under his chin again and moved his head up so he was facing her. But she didn't smile. "Apology accepted Ron. But you're only a third of the way there. You have to apologize to Harry and Jamie now, too." She looked at him with a soft expression but her eyes were intense.

Ron closed his eyes for a few seconds then re-opened them. He nodded then just sat there looking into her eyes as she looked into his. Ron wanted to kiss her but he didn't know how she would react just yet. He sighed.

Hermione wasn't sure what she wanted. She wanted him but then she was still really mad at him. She didn't want to be mad at him but she couldn't help it. After all that he had said and done, why wouldn't she be mad at him? She took a deep breath and decided to break the tension. She put her hand on the sides of his face and pulled his lips down onto hers. Immediately she could feel Ron loosen up as he kissed her back and she felt less tense and less confused the moment their lips touched.

Ron only knew that they were kissing. But he wasn't about to ask her why she had kissed him. He was happy with the way things were going at the moment. He put his arms around her and pulled her closer to him.

Hermione reluctantly pulled away from him and looked into his gentle eyes. "You have to go apologize to them Ron." she said and he nodded.

"You're coming with me?" he asked as he stood up.

Hermione shook her head. "No. You must go alone. It is you that must apologize, not me."

Ron nodded and walked towards the door. He then stopped and turned around. He looked into Hermione's eyes. "I love you." he said.

She smiled. "I love you, too." and Ron left.

Ron walked down the girls' dormitory stairs and out of the common room, and headed towards the hospital wing. His palms had begun to sweat and he began to get nervous. What if they didn't accept his apology? What if Harry wouldn't even look at him? Ron reached the hospital wing door and heard two distinct voices coming from behind it. The voices belonged to Harry and Jamie. Ron took a deep breath and opened the door.

Harry awoke suddenly and didn't know why. He looked around and then realized he'd woken up because Jamie had been moving around. He sighed and sat up looking over at her. "Jamie, what are you doing?" he asked her.

Jamie jumped and turned around to face him. "Nothing, just moving around. Sounded like a good idea after being asleep for 48 hours. Did I wake you up?"

Harry smiled. "Kind of... but it's no problem, I should be getting up anyway."

Jamie smiled back at him and shrugged. She continued to stretch and walk around the hospital wing.

Harry swung his legs over the side of his bed and watched his girl friend move around. He smiled as he watched her but then his smile faded as he thought about the past 48 hours. How would she react when she found out what Ron had said about her? Harry then became angry. Ron had had no right to say those things about her. Ron was his best friend, how could he act like that? What did he hope to gain? Well he wouldn't gain anything, he would only loose.

"Harry? Did you hear me?" came Jamie's voice, interrupting his thoughts.

Harry looked up at her, she was sitting on her bed facing him. "Sorry, I was thinking." he said apologetically.

"That's ok, Harry." She smiled at him.

"What were you saying?" he asked.

"I asked you what all happened in the past 48 hours?"

Harry felt his stomach drop. He hadn't been expecting her to ask that so soon. Harry took a deep breath. "Well, I already told you what happened the night your father was here."

"And the night after that Harry?" Jamie asked.

"The night after I told you about what had happened the night before and you went back to sleep. Then I went to the common room and talked to Hermione and Ron." Harry stopped, not knowing how to say what Ron had said about her.

"It's ok Harry, I know what Ron said, and I know what you and Hermione said to stand up for me."

Harry looked at her, his mouth hanging open. How did she know? At that moment the door to the hospital wing opened and Ron entered. Harry spun around and narrowed his eyes as Ron slowly walked up to them, though Harry said nothing. Ron stood between Harry and Jamie and took a deep breath.

"Look, I know that neither of you probably even want to hear my name at the moment but just hear me out, ok?" he paused for a moment and neither of them spoke. Harry glared at him and Jamie raised her eyebrow at him. Ron spoke again. "I'm sorry." he said quietly. "I really am. I've never acted like that before in my life and I don't know why I did. I never meant anything I said or did, I just... well... I don't know. But if I had the chance to go back and change one thing in my life, I would make it so that I never said one bad word about you, Jamie." Ron ran his fingers threw his hair nervously and waited for either Harry or Jamie to speak but neither of them said anything for a moment.

"Ron." began Jamie. "I accept your apology, but I can't blame you for acting the way you did. I understand how you feel about my family, anyone in your position would. The Weasleys and the Malfoys don't get along, I know that. And I understand how you feel about our second year when my father tried to kill Ginny. So it's natural that you would think that being a Malfoy, I would be the same way. But I'm not Ron, I'm not. I hate my family. Every single person in my family, I hate. All except for Sirius. But all that I ask of you now is that you give me a chance. Get to know me a bit better, then decide if I'm a Death Eater or not."

Ron's jaw dropped. He hadn't expected that at all. Well at least Jamie and him were on the same terms. At least for now anyway. Ron then looked over at Harry who was still glaring at him. Ron winced as Harry's sharp gaze cut him. His best friend was glaring at him. Jamie looked over at Harry and gave him a sharp look and he straightened up immediately. He was no longer glaring at Ron, but he wasn't smiling at him either. "Harry?" Ron said quietly. Harry remained silent. Jamie gave him another sharp glance but this time he looked back at her.

"What do you want me to do, Jamie?" he snapped, though he immediately regretted it.

"I want you to accept Ron's apology Harry." she said calmly.

Harry gapped at her. "But what about-?"

"Harry don't. Ron is your best friend. You can't do that to him. He just apologized to me and that should mean a lot to you."

Harry was silent. He knew she was right but Ron had still insulted her. Not to mention Ron snapped at him as well. Harry looked back up at Ron.

"Harry?" Ron asked quietly again.

Harry shook his head. "I accept your apology Ron, but I'm still angry with you."

"That's understandable Harry. I would feel the same way if I was in your position." said Ron quietly. His heart had become ten times lighter now that Harry had forgiven him.

Jamie rolled her eyes at Harry then smiled at Ron. "It's all okay now Ron." she said gently.

Ron smiled weakly, glanced at Harry then turned and headed for the door to the hospital wing. He opened the door, stepped through it and it closed loudly behind him.