Hey! Thanks to everyone who has been reading! This is probably my favorite chapter for this story. It's one of the first chapters I wrote for it, actually. Oh! I keep forgetting to say that the full title of this story is Please Don't Drive Me Home Tonight, 'Cause I Don't Want To Feel Alone. Some of you may recognize the title. It's from the Michelle Branch song Tuesday Morning. The song inspired this story, and it's a great song, so go listen to it! Also, this chapter should shed some light on Hermione's side of the story. Actually, it tells you her side of the story. Ha ha! Well, here it goes!

At one fifty-two an out of breath and red faced Ron Weasley ran into the lobby. "Hey!" said Ron, his hands on his knees. "Sorry.my meeting.it went way.over!"

Hermione smiled. "It's no problem. I understand."

Ron smiled. "So, you ready to go?" Hermione nodded and they walked out of the hotel.

The day went by well. They walked the streets of Paris, explored the shops, and ate lunch at a charming little café that Ron had pointed out. Hermione had noticed something about Ron that was different, but it wasn't until lunch that she truly knew what it was. He was more confident, a little politer (not that that had ever been a problem) and quite the charmer. In fact, Hermione had noticed no matter if it was a sales clerk or a waitress, he still had an effect on them. Now I'm not saying he was flirting with everyone. He just had this new charm about him that made him, well, irresistible. Hermione had always seen the charm hidden in him, but it had fully made an appearance. But like all Paris visitors, everything ends up at the Eiffel Tower.

"Gosh, it's beautiful." Said Hermione leaning on the rail, looking over the city and at the sunset.

"I know," replied Ron walking over to the rail beside Hermione. "Why can't we always work in places like this?"

"I'd always get to see you."

"I can't believe we haven't even talked for so long."

"I know." Hermione paused. Past feelings were returning to both of them. She looked over at him. "I've missed you, Ron." She said softly.

"I've missed-" They leaned in towards each other. They were so close Ron could almost feel Hermione's lips. No, he thought Not again. They were so close. "I can't do this." Said Ron taking a few steps away, not looking her in the eyes. "Not after last time."

Hermione could feel her cheeks turning slightly red. "Ron, that was years ago. Can you just forget about it?"

Ron was outraged. "Forget about it? You think I can just forget about it? It's not that easy, Hermione! Yeah, the girl I loved, the one I thought I was meant to be with just goes and throws me out the window like I'm nothing at all! Yeah, like I can just forget about that!"

"Look, Ron, you don't really know what happened-"

"I'm not as thick as you think I am Hermione! I know perfectly well what
happened!"

"No, you don't understand! I've tried to tell you, but you were too stubborn to listen! No surprise there! You're completely." Hermione searched for the right word. "Unsympathetic!"

"Unsympathetic? You think I'm the unsympathetic one? Oh yeah, you break up with me for that stupid git Victor, taking no consideration for my feelings in that matter of which you left me, and then when Mr. International Quidditch player himself wouldn't take you back, you came to my house to fall back on me. And why? Because I was your second choice, and only the second. And I'm the unsympathetic one! You're full of it! Was I not rich enough for you, Hermione? Was I too unknown? Untalented?

Hermione was in full on tears by now. "Ron stop it!" even Ron was shocked by his own works. "Is that what you really think happened? My gosh Ron, do you think I'm some sort of scarlet women, running back and forth between you and Victor as I please? I thought you knew me better than that!"

"Then why were you at Victors right after we broke up?" Ginny had told him when she received an owl from Hermione while she was at Victors.

"For that last time, we're just friends! I thought you would have realized
that by now!"

"Yeah, right!"

Hermione's eyes were red with tears. "Ok, I'm going to say this once so you better be listening, Weasley." She said this so sharply that her voice resembled Malfoys. "Yes, I did go to Victors and yes it was a day or so after I broke up with you. I had a reason to go there, I needed to talk to him. He, unlike someone I know camly talks through things instead of spazing and jumping to conclusions! I went to see him and told him my problem, and it involved you and how I was feeling. I was scared. I was only in my 6th year, and yet I was in love. I was so in love that this guy was all I could think about. I just wanted school to end so I could spend forever with him. How could I feel this way so young? The only way I thought I could end it was by breaking up with you, and so I did. 'I was wrong. Victor told me to go talk to you. Yeah, that's right, Victor told me to tell you how I felt. And so, I came to your house to tell you the truth, to tell you that I loved you, but you wouldn't even listen. And yes, I did date Victor. A year after I broke up with you. But you know what? It only lasted a few days, and you know why? Because I couldn't get over you! I still loved you! And I. I thought I still did!" Hermione turned and left tears running down her cheeks, leaving Ron in total and complete shock.

Ok, so there it is! I cut one of the parts I really like and decided to post it as another chapter. So does Ron follow her? Does Hermione quit and fly home? Does Ron even believe her! Review and find out!