Hi everyone... very sorry I haven't posted in SO long, but I was studying for my Hog- I mean, Ashbury exam. I swear you guys, this school I want to go to is JUST like Hogwarts!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Honestly, there are houses and prefects and there are even portraits along the wall!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But they don't move or talk. Not that I checked... How cool is that? And then my comp. crashed and all my stuff was lost and just grrr!!!!!!! So I'm really sorry.

Also, thanks for all your reviews.. I really appreciate it. Especially Aude Weasley, who reviews practically every chapter. Just thought you wanted some thanks.

Last thing. I have an idea... Ron is going to propose (duh). Should it be a surprise or should we talk about him buying the ring and stuff? Tell me what you want, because I'm really not sure.

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After Hermione had left, Ron stood in the middle of the apartment, looking around. Taking it all in. He had never been in Hermione's house or in the girls' dorm, and so he really had no idea what kind of living condition she liked. Tidy. He decided. Very, very tidy. Hmmm. She was going to be in for a shock with him living there. He laughed at the lecture he could already see he was getting. Honestly, Ron! Look at this mess! No wonder you were never organized at Hogwarts! Who could find anything in this pile of junk! I'm not going to let you just come and live here and not help! Could you please just keep your stuff tidy! Yes, he was in for it now.... Not that he minded, of course.

Ron walked through the apartment, which had been magically enlarged, and looked at each room. He came upon Hermione's room and decided to go in. Her bed was covered with a blue and white duvet cover ( there was a duvet inside, of course), and a nighttable had some pictures and a book on it. There was a dresser and a bookshelf full of books, but he was attracted to the nighttable most of all. He went over and sat on the bed. The pictures were all magical, except for one, which had obviously been taken by her parents. It was of Hermione on graduation day, holding her certificate and Hogwarts, A History, along with Harry beside her. They were both smiling, and Ron wondered why he wasn't there as well. 'Oh yeah,' he remembered. 'We weren't talking'.

But there were other pictures of him. One, with him and Hermione only. During that summer in sixth year when they had just finished playing Quidditch at his house. Both of them were covered in mud, Ron seemed to remember it was raining, how they had ever convinced Hermione to play was beyond him, but they were smiling and Hermione was holding a Quaffle. Others were of her and Ginny, all those years he had missed were presented in these pictures. Hermione, Harry, and Ginny, on TOP of the sphinxes head in Egypt ('Hermione did THAT!?'), one of Ginny and Harry right after they became engaged, and many more from Hogwarts time. There were many over her wall as well. Ron's mouth dropped open as he noticed that there was a picture of him only, taken by Hermione's Muggle camera framed with one of his Chudley Cannons' cards inside, right above her bed. Indeed, it looked to be in the place of honor. Ron grinned with pride and sang a little song to himself as he looked at the rest of the pictures. He was looking at the last one when his mouth opened again from shock. He closed it in anger and glared at the picture.

It was Hermione and Krum. Obviously taken during that summer when she visited him. In front of some cathedral in Bulgaria. They looked happy! She was smiling! And he was holding her hand!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Her HAND! Hermione's hand, HIS Hermione's hand!!!!!! Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. His eyes widened as the Krum in the picture pulled her into a hug. A hug! Of all things! How scandalous! he thought. Ron's eyebrows disappeared this time as Krum started playing with her hair. Ron couldn't take this any longer. He grabbed the picture and shoved it into her drawer with a slam. Then he stomped into the kitchen and went through the fridge looking for something to eat. This was not the way it was supposed to go.

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Meanwhile, Hermione had finished her interview and was in Diagon Alley buying supper and the Daily Prophet. While she was walking past Flourish and Blotts, she noticed a certain book in the window. It was THE CHUDLEY CANNONS, Your Team, written by the Captain of the Chudley Cannons himself. Since it was, technically still Christmastime, and she hadn't bought Ron a gift yet, Hermione walked into the store and bought it. She smiled to herself as she thought of how much Ron would love it when she brought it home for him. She thought of how happy she would be to come home to Ron. Smiling, she Apparated to her front door and opened it with a smile. Yes, there was Ron, and he was smiling and coming to kiss her as she came in. Oh no, wait. He wasn't smiling, and he certainly didn't look as if he was going to give her a kiss.

" Ron! Um, what's the matter?" she asked, dreading what might come, but also hoping for it. Secretly, she always liked fighting with Ron...

" What," he demanded, showing her a picture," Is the meaning of this?" ... Hermione looked at the picture and paled. He wasn't supposed to see that.