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At the Party…
Harry was dancing with Ginny, while Ron and Hermione were chatting away at a nearby
table.
Fleur came over and asked for a dance with Ron.
Ron looked to Hermione. "Go dance with your sister-in-law," she told him.
Ron went off with Fleur, and Viktor came over to Hermione.
"I believe you promised me a dance."
"I did."
"Could I get that dance now?" he asked.
"Sure," she said.
Hermione took Viktor's hand, and they began to dance.
"This seems like the Yule Ball all over again," Viktor said.
"I hope it doesn't end the same way," Hermione thought to herself.
When the song was over, Viktor thanked Hermione for the dance and kissed her hand.
Ron walked by at that exact moment and made a noise of disgust, muttering something
that sounded like an insult at Viktor.
Harry and Ginny made their way over as Viktor walked away.
Ron was about to storm off, and Hermione looked like she wanted to slap the taste out of
his mouth.
As a new song began, Harry and Ginny pushed Ron and Hermione together.
"Dance," they ordered.
Ron and Hermione barely moved. Neither said a word until the song was over.
She grabbed his arm and pulled him outside.
"What the hell is your problem?" she yelled.
Ron was stunned at how angry she was.
"Tell me dammit. You're driving me crazy. I tell you that Viktor is only my friend. You
ask me to come to the wedding with you- and I do. You don't ask me to dance, but then
you see me with Viktor, and you act like an ass. What do you want Ron? What is this?...
What are we?"
Ron remained quiet.
"Fine, don't say anything. Just do me a favour. Get your head straight before we leave
tomorrow. I hope that things like death and Harry mean enough to you to fight for
because it's pretty damn obvious that emotions and me mean nothing," Hermione said,
leaving Ron alone outside.
Harry and Ginny saw Hermione come in looking very upset.
"I'll take Ron. You take Hermione," Ginny said, leaving.
"Where do you think you're going Hermione? Doesn't your best friend get a chance to
dance with you?" Harry asked.
"Yes you do," Hermione said, attempting a smile.
Harry offered his hand, and Hermione took it, a few tears rolling down her face.
"Is he being an idiot again?" Harry asked.
Hermione laughed a little bit.
"I love you, did you know that?" she said.
"I love you too. Ron does too, but in an entirely different way."
"I've heard that from quite a few people, but there's not much evidence to prove it," she
said.
"You know that's not true," Harry told her.
"Most of the people are leaving now. I think I'm going to take a walk. Hopefully it'll be
okay to go to bed when I get back. We've got a big day ahead of us tomorrow. I'll see
you later."
After about thirty minutes of walking, Hermione took a seat under one of the big trees.
She just stared into the darkness for awhile.
A few minutes later, she heard footsteps. She grabbed her wand and demanded light. The
footsteps were Ron's.
She looked at him once, and then turned away without saying a word.
He knew that she was angry, so he decided to keep his mouth shut for a little while.
"Why are you here?" she finally asked.
"I'm sorry for everything Hermione."
"This sounds awfully familiar Ron."
"I don't know what the hell is wrong with me, 'Mione."
Some of Hermione's anger began to fade with Ron's use of his nickname for her.
"Why don't you try to explain it to me," she said.
"I don't know if I can."
"Everything comes out tonight, Ron. No more waiting. No more dancing around the
subject we keep avoiding. We've been doing that for years, and it's gotten us nowhere.
It's now or never," Hermione blurted out.
"You're serious about that, aren't you?"
"Very," she told him. "I need to know where we stand. Regardless of what is said tonight,
you will always be my best friend. You've got a permanent place in my heart; that will
never change. With that being said, you know that there's a part of us that isn't just
friendship. I need you to explain it from your end. I already know what I feel. I just want
you to be honest with me. As long as you do that I can deal with and accept anything."
Ron took a deep breath. He couldn't believe what he was about to say. But Hermione said
now or never. He didn't want to choose never.
"I hate seeing other guys around you."
"Why?"
"Because they're not good enough for you. Because they're guys besides me and Harry
that you care about."
"Why don't you count Harry with the other guys?" Hermione asked.
"I know your relationship. I know how much you two love each other, and in what way
you love each other. He's the brother you never had, and you're the sister he's never
had."
"You said that other guys aren't good enough for me. Who do you think is?" she
questioned.
"Nobody."
"That's not true Ron."
"Yes it is. You're amazing. You're beautiful, kind, loyal, forgiving, so damn smart, and
brave. There is nobody quite good enough for you, 'Mione. What kills me about a guy
like Viktor Krum is that I know he's probably better for you than I am, but that's still not
good enough. That leaves me at the bottom of the totem pole."
"Why did you ask me to the wedding if you think you're not good enough?"
"Because I'm selfish. I can't ignore this thing between us anymore. I know that I don't
deserve you, but I want you more than you know," he said quietly.
"Stop that talk about not deserving me, and not being good enough. I'm the one who
decides that for myself," she said, tears forming in her eyes.
"Please don't cry 'Mione," he said, wiping the tears that began to fall down her cheek.
"You're more than good enough for me. I've been waiting for you for you for three years,
and now we're finally in the same place. You're all I want."
Hermione saw Ron smile.
He leaned in and was about to kiss her.
All of a sudden Ginny and Harry's voices were heard.
"Hermione, where are you?" They sounded worried.
"I'm here with Ron," she said.
Harry and Ginny saw Ron and Hermione, and knew that they had interrupted something.
"Sorry," they said.
"What's wrong?" Hermione asked.
"All mum said was to find you and get you back to the Burrow right away. It sounded
really important," Ginny said.
"Let's go then," Hermione said.
Ginny and Harry led the way, while Ron and Hermione followed behind.
"I meant what I said back there," she told him.
"So did I," he said.
"Promise me one thing."
"What?" he asked.
"Promise me that we'll never be like Bill and Fleur. I mean I get that they love each
other, but do they have to say it every two seconds. Or goodness forbid that they're
away from each for more than a minute."
Ron laughed after she said that. "They are a bit annoying aren't they?"
"To say the least," she replied.
"I don't think we'll have that problem because we'll probably be bickering every few
minutes," he grinned.
Hermione slapped his arm. "Oh shut up Ron," she laughed.