Ron
"Wait!" Ron yelped, hurrying to her side. "I'll floo you home."
"Er…alright. Goodnight Harry."
"G'night. Have fun," Harry called with a laugh.
Eyeing him strangely, Hermione floo'd home, Ron a moment behind her.
"Harry's acting a bit off," she declared once Ron shook off the ashes.
"Yeah, he's having a weird day." Ron shrugged.
"Well, goodnight Ron. Thanks for seeing me home."
"Oh! Er…well the thing is…" His ears burned red and he ran a hand through his hair.
"Ye-es," she prompted.
"Well, you know how things sort of fell apart between us a couple of years ago?"
"Um…yes, I remember."
"Well, the thing is…I'd like to give it another go."
"Oh! You…wow…okay."
"Okay? Okay, we'll talk about it? Or, okay, let's do it?"
She smiled. "Okay, I'd love to give us another chance."
Ron grinned, moving closer. "Yeah?"
"Mhm," she hummed, grabbing onto his shirt front and hauling him in.
Their lips came together in a rush, eager to rediscover each other. His hands rested low on her hips, keeping her close as he began to walk her backwards towards her bedroom.
She pulled away with a laugh.
"Let's start with a date," she admonished.
He sighed with over-exaggeration. "If you're sure," he agreed with a chuckled. "But, this time, I'm paying." He kissed her again, then left for the floo. "I'll pick you up tomorrow at five."
"Five! But, I'll still be at work."
"Five, Hermione. Take time to enjoy your successes or what's the point?"
"…I'll see you at five. Goodnight Ron."
"Night, love."
The End.
A/N: Thanks for reading! Don't forget to review and let me know the path you took to Hermione's success.