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CHAPTER 2

AS TOLD BY RON

I should probably tell you that when Hermione and I boarded this ship, I had had crush, no not a crush, I was in love with Hermione it had been that way a while. If you wanted me to be exact, I would've told you eight years.

So there you have it, now you know.

Over Sea Apparation is hard and Hermione almost left part of herself back in Muggle London.

The boat was like nothing I had ever seen before. It was made of what looked like pure gold, and I was sure it was invisible to Muggles.

"Ron... it's huge!" Hermione gasped.

I grinned, "No Hermione, it's tiny. Let's go!" I grabbed her wrist and we were suddenly like eleven year olds again. We ran up the steps to the boat and almost knocked over some old bitch, oops did I just write that? I mean witch. We paid for a room there, and things began to go down hill.

"Er, you should've bought a ticket. There's only one room left. Now, it has two beds and a partition through the middle. You'll have two separate bathrooms and a living area. You don't mind sharing a room do you?" The short little man asked.

I looked at Hermione, who said, "The partition goes between the two beds right?"

The man nodded, "You won't technically be in the same room, the partition has a lock."

I looked at Hermione again. She grinned at me, "We'll take it."

The room was a lot better then we expected. It was all gold and silver and stuff. The first thing Hermione did was say, "Ohh! They have a bookshelf!" The second thing Hermione did was make sure the partition worked.

The sheets on the beds were colorful and had flowers all over them (much to my dismay). There were candles and lanterns and the living quarters was really nice. They had sofas and a little table that could fit two people, but if you absolutely had to, I guess it could've fit four. The bathrooms were just... bathrooms, nothing exciting there, I mean is there ever anything exciting about a place where people shit?

Hermione was gaping at everything, like it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. She turned around, and for a brief second I thought she was going to thank me for dragging her on the boat, she opened her mouth and closed it and opened it again, "So what is there to do here?"

I sighed and took out a pamphlet, "There's a game room? Do you like gambling?" Hermione gave me a look, "OK, I'll take that as a no. Um, they have a book club!"

"Really?" Hermione squeaked.

"No," I told her, "They do have a library though, it's right next to the game room. Now they have a huge elegant party thing every night, you can eat and dance and crap. Umm, they have, this sounds really weird, wildlife activities, I have no idea what that is, do you? Umm, let's see... sun bathing, you know I don't care about that, Hermione, but you could use a tan-," she threw something at me. "I was joking. So anyway, they have a lot of Muggle activities, Malfoy would hate that. Here, you can look at the pamphlet." I threw it at her.

Hermione sat down on the bed and flipped through it, "Do you want to go to the wildlife activities room? It says here, how Muggles survive in nature. It might be fun."

I nodded, "All right."

AS TOLD BY HERMIONE

Ron and I were shocked when we went to the wildlife room. A little witch was outside the door and we asked her what the wildlife room was.

"Today's landscape is rocks and rivers," her voice was the most monotonous voice I had ever heard.

"Yes, but what do you do?" I asked.

"You 'chill' is that how you young people talk?" she asked.

"Right, thanks, I know exactly what we're going to do after your long and drawn out explanation," Ron sneered sarcastically.

"No respect!" The lady yelled. Ron pushed the door open for me, and I walked in. It was amazing.

My mouth dropped, for in front of me was a river and all through the river rocks stuck up. The river looked like it stretched for miles, and there were kids and people all over them. It was beautiful. The weirdest part was there was a ceiling and the wall. It was definitely magic. So I guess this is what they were talking about in the manual, they change the room everyday or so and then you can do Muggle activities with out magic. There was sand on the shore and grass and then the wall, it was really weird. I could've gaped all day.

"Hermione? Do you want to go check out the river?" Ron asked.

"I don't have a bathing suit with me." I told him.

"So? You can skinny dip," Ron joked.

"Ron!"

"Just take off your cloak and go in your shirt and pants."

I nodded and placed my cloak on a rock next to his. The water was warm, except I wish I had brought a bathing suit with me.

"Ron," I told him, "I'm gunna go down stream for a while, I'll meet you back her in an hour or so, is that OK?" I asked him.

"Yeah, sure, Hermione," Ron said to me.

I swam as far down as I could, I even found this little hidden waterfall where no one else was, I just needed to think. For some reason something felt wrong.

I knew what it was and I finally admitted it to myself, "I'm in love with Ron."

Before I could do much more, I realized I felt like I was going to cry, but I didn't know why. Maybe it was just because I knew I felt this way about him for the past eight years, but I never said it out loud. I swallowed. Everything seemed to have crashed down on me. I never told anyone this, and I wasn't going to add this part in, but I feel I have to.

When Ron came to pick me up a few hours ago, I had been thinking, not really paying attention to the book. Like I said, I really feel you have to know this. I missed Hogwarts so much, or maybe it was really just the people I missed. I missed Lavender and Parvarti asking me who I liked every day. I missed Dean and Seamus. I missed Neville's personality, I missed Ginny and the Creavey brothers. I missed Dumbledoor, McGonagall and my visits to Hagrid. I missed running around the castle under the invisibility cloak, using the Maurder's map. Finding out mysteries. But most of all, I missed Harry. Him and Ron had been my whole life, and now he was gone. I mean I still talked to him, but I hadn't talked to him in two whole months. But the part that made me so angry with myself was that if it had been Ron who had drifted away from the group, I probably would've been even more upset. So there you have it, that's my story.

So anyway, I stayed in the little secret spot for a while and then began to make my way back to Ron. I realized that it was day here, and night back in England, and that as why I was so tired. It was probably about ten. But still, on days I didn't have work the next morning, I usually would stay up until about two in the morning.

Ron was sitting on a rock talking to two people about our age. They were obviously a couple, because they were holding hands. He noticed me coming up over one of the rocks, "Hey, Hermione! Get over here!"

"I'm coming Ron!" I yelled back. I looked a mess, I was soaking wet. My pants were rolled up, good thing I didn't wear a skirt. Despite that they were rolled up they were still wet, because I had fallen in the water.