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Author's Note: This is the last chapter! *Tear*, well not really, that means I can write my other fic I've been itching(*scratch*, ahh, don't ask . . . ) to start.

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Weakness in Me

Chapter Five

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"What do you want now, Ron?" I asked(for the second time that day), aggravated, but somewhat happy to see him,"I have enough problems."

"Like?" He sat down next to me, bringing his long legs up to his chest as I stretched my out.

I looked him straight in the eye, "You."

For a second, he looked a bit taken aback, then he just shrugged, "Sorry."

"You've been doing that a lot lately, haven't you?"

"Doing what?"

"Apologizing."

He smirked, "Actually . . ."

I laughed and his smirk turned into a smile. He stretched his legs out, then tucked them underneath him into a pretzel shape. I inched closer to him.

"What? Don't tell me you came to apologize again!" I exclaimed, still grinning.

He positively beamed(looking quite handsome) and I took it as a yes.

I faked an agitated sigh,"Remember what happened the last time you came to apologize to me?"

He turned a little pink and said,"About that, I'm sorry. I know you probably didn't like that. And didn't want it to happen . . ."

He trailed off and ran a hair through his thick red hair. He looked away towards the lake, picking grass out of the ground. The sun was setting, he was kind of ignoring me, and me? I was connecting his little freckles.

"You know what, Ron?" I said suddenly. His head snapped towards me so quickly I was sure he got whiplash.

I threw all caution to the wind at that moment. I leaned over towards him, maybe an inch from his face, "I think I want it to happen again."

He stared at me for a moment, his mouth partially pen in shock, before pulling me onto his lap. I squealed and laughed, but his lips cut me off. I could feel him smiling into my mouth. He pulled away, beaming, and said, "Again?"

I gave him a quick kiss, and running my hand through his already messy hair, said, "And again," giving him another peck.

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We raced each other up to the castle. He won, of course, but he has longer legs. We walked into the Common Room, sweating but ecstatic.

Ginny, who was sitting in a chair near the portrait hole, looked at our smiling faces and raised a red eyebrow.

"What's up with you two?"

I just shrugged and stole a glance at Ron, who was looking at me.

Ginny looked around as though she wanted help, mouthed, "All right . . .", and quickly went over to where Harry was sitting in front of the fire. Rom and I followed, sitting on the floor at the base of the couch. Harry took one look at us and grinned like a fool, making Ginny even more confused until he whispered in her ear, "About time for those two, don't you think!" (After she blushed at the close contact,) a look of comprehension flooded her features and she said, "Oh!"

I laughed and lazily looked around the Common Room . Seamus was sitting in and armchair with Lavender(who was talking to Parvati) in his lap, talking to Dean. He caught my eye, gave a small nod at me and Ron, and winked.

Ron must've seen him too because I felt his hand grab hold of mine and lace his fingers with my own. I gave his hand a squeeze and shook my head in Seamus' direction.

His grip loosened when he saw Seamus snogging Lavender.

He smiled at me, and I shook my head and smiled at his protectiveness. I turned my direction back to Harry and Ginny, who were laughing and looking at a book. It turns out it was about the Chudley Cannons, and Ron instantly craned his neck to see the book as well.

Sighing contently, I leaned my head on Ron's shoulder. I felt him snake his arm around my waist and I realized something.

I don't have to be like the other girls. I don't have to have straight, shiny hair and I don't have to giggle about boys. And there are certain things, like love, that you don't have to be an expert on to know(or for it to happen to you, for that matter.)

I'm just happy that I think I've found, what Parvati and Lavender, call "The One."

"You were right under my nose," I whispered without meaning to.

Ron leaned his head down and kissed the top of my head.

"When it wasn't in a book, you mean?"

*FiNiSh*

Author's Note: Ah, nothing like a R/Hr story with a moral.

Honestly, I didn't mean to do that! lol

Alright, that's it :_:!

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I hope you enjoyed it, 'cos I know I enjoyed writing it.