A/N Thank you all sooo much for you emails and reviews! they are wonderful! You guys are great! you have no idea how much your comments help in both making the fic better and helping me get motivated to write more even when my muse leaves me ^_^

For your Amusement I thought I would share with you what my beta reader and myself were discussing after the last update.

Yuna so many people want it to be Hr/H fic...

Scythe I was just going to say that. :P

Yuna perhaps I'll just kill Hermione... and make it a r/h slash...

Scythe *spews out slurpee all over the computer* LMAO!!!! Hehehe...good thinking. Wouldn't that just shock the lot of them. I like it! *evil grin*

^_^ No worries.. that's not where its going... I hope though I can still keep you on your toes... I love hearing your theories of what will happen. I do have an ending planned out, and its neat to see how close.. or far you all are ^_^

Well Happy reading (this chapter was hell of hard to write ~_~)

~Yuna

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Hermione made her way to Professor Winthrop's classroom, hoping to find her there. She was in luck. The Professor was in her class re-organising a shelf of Muggle artifacts.

"Hullo Professor." Hermione greeted.

"I was gazing into my crystal ball when I saw that you would be coming to visit. So I decided to stay in my classroom and wait for you." Professor Winthrop told Hermione. Hermione just gave her an odd look.

"Na.. You know me better than that. I don't even own a crystal ball. It's just fun to say." The Professor joked.

Professor Winthrop eyed Hermione for a bit before finally speaking again, "One may wonder what a student would be up to looking for her teacher on a day off. Must be important." She paused for a bit, "I can see that you still have that inner struggle Hermione."

Hermione nodded in agreement.

"The male are curious creatures are they not? But we are just as curious to them as they are to us. Why don't you pull up a chair and we can talk?"

Hermione obliged.

"What is it you want to know Hermione?"

"I want to know what to do? I don't want to hurt anyone, but I want to be happy. What do I do?" Hermione asked.

"You know for a clever girl like yourself, I'm surprised you haven't seen the answer. It's right there Hermione."

"That's hardly fair! You're a Seer! Of course you can see it" Hermione said angrily.

"You got to look beyond your emotions. You spend too much time crying, your drowning yourself in self pity, causing you and your friends to suffer more than is necessary." Winthrop was very strait forward.

Hermione looked away, this was not how she was expecting the conversation to go.

"I don't know how else to act. You wouldn't understand. All you have to do is look into the future to find the answers. I should have never come, your just a teacher." Hermione got up to leave.

"Hermione! This is not like you!" Winthrop said with a bit of shock.

Hermione calmed down a little. "I'm sorry Professor, It's just that, I don't know what to do anymore, I don't know what to feel."

Winthrop's face softened a little, and she smiled, "Your not alone. Why don't we try and figure this out together."

Hermione nodded.

"Just promise not to get angry and try and storm out on me again okay? Anger doesn't solve anything." she said with a wink.

"When I said the answer is right there, I was not lying. I'm going to help you see them. You need to reflect on past events, on your dreams, on current events. All these are a key to the answer you seek. Let's start with the past. We don't need to go too far. Tell me about when you first met Ron, what did you think of him?"

"First year, I met him on the train to Hogwarts; I didn't think much of him. Even in school I thought of him as a hopeless wizard. I didn't like him, he called me names. At the beginning of the school year he made me cry. He was an insensitive jerk!" Hermione confessed.

"But that changed. When was that?"

"It was Halloween night of that year when the Troll was let in. He and Harry saved me from the Troll."

"But Ron was still a bit of jerk wasn't he?"

"A little, not as bad a before, he still called me names and teased me, but he was always the first to stand up for me if anyone else ever teased me or called me names."

"Ron changed again didn't he? He stopped teasing you?"

Hermione nodded, "After I got the fever just before our 6th year."

"Tell me more about that."

"I got really sick while I stayed at the Weasley's that summer; I was struck with the same fever that struck Ginny, nearly killing her. Ron stayed by my side the whole time, even though his parents tried to convince him otherwise. When the fever broke, I was told that Ron cried. He later told me that he didn't know what he would do if I died."

"What about Harry? Where was he during this?"

Hermione thought for a moment, "I don't know. He was there when I got sick, but during I don't know where he was."

"Harry was all over the Wizarding world looking for the best doctor with knowledge of Muggle medicine, not an easy task. Harry was also the reason your parents were able to be by your side during this time." Winthrop informed her.

"I-I didn't know that." Hermione confessed.

"You had a dream a few weeks ago, a very vivid one, tell me about it."

"How did you know about that?" Hermione asked with a little bit of surprise.

"Neville was running around the castle looking for Ron. I don't think there is anyone who doesn't know."

"I was dreaming that Ron was leaving me. That he didn't love me." Hermione told the professor every detail of the dream she could remember.

"It looks like you have a fear of being alone. I think that is what is impairing your judgment in this case. You say you love Ron, but what if Ron and Harry reversed roles, lets say it was Harry that was at your side during your sickness instead of out there looking for help to save your life? Would you be in love with Harry instead, I wonder?"

"Are you saying that I don't really love Ron?" Hermione asked.

"I can't decide that, but I do think that you are too hasty in declaring your love. I think that if you really search your heart you will be surprised with what you find."

"What do you see in my future?" Hermione asked.

Professor laughed, "I was wondering when you'd break down and ask that! Hermione the future is always unclear; this is because your decisions will decide your future. You always have choices. That is why the future is always changing. Never believe anyone who can tell you the future with out uncertainty. So no, I can't tell you what exactly is in store for you, what I can tell you that out of the three choices you have; only one will bring you certain sadness, and grief."

"Three choices?" Hermione questioned

"Harry, Ron, or none, three choices, you have a sixty six percent chance of happiness" Winthrop smiled, "I can also tell you this; one loves you so much that he is willing to lose everything for you, including his own happiness. The other will never be able to love you more then the first, his love is only half of that of his friends. Now correct me if I'm wrong, but I believe that you have a study meeting that you are late for?"

"Oh God! I forgot!" Hermione jumped from her chair, and thanked the Professor, heading out of the door towards the library.

Professor Winthrop looked at a picture she had sitting on her desk, the man in the picture was smiling back at her.

"I think I left her more confused then when she first walked into this room, but not nearly as confused as she will be in a few minutes. I will be talking with her again soon, but not tonight." She told the picture as soon as Hermione was out of ear shot.

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Hermione rushed towards the library, rounding a corner with out looking.

"Whoa! Hermione! I was just going to see if you were coming." it was Ron.

"Sorry Ron... got carried away talking to Professor Winthrop." Hermione said a little out of breath

Ron looked at Hermione and smiled.

"What?" Hermione asked nervously.

Ron stepped towards her, held her face, and kissed her.

Hermione felt her whole body go almost numb. She had to hold onto Ron for support and she kissed him back. All her world disappeared; there was only Ron and her. He kissed her with such passion; it was like nothing she had ever felt before. Finally Ron broke the kiss, and stepped back. Hermione stared at him, trying to recover from the after kiss bliss.

"I've wanted to do to that since I can remember." Ron admitted.

Reality came back to Hermione. She raised her arm and slapped Ron across the face with all the force she could muster.

"Tell Harry I'm sorry but I will not be joining you tonight. If he still needs help I will work with him tomorrow." She turned on her heel and headed back to the Gryffindor tower, leaving Ron behind in shock.

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