A/N: Here it is, hope you like it.

"One week left before graduation," Ron said relaxing in a chair.

"Yeah, I know," Harry said taking a seat across from him, "Care for a game of chess?"

"So I can beat you again? Why not?" Ron teased him, "Where's Hermione anyway?"

"No idea," Harry said, setting up the chessboard.

"If she's writing to Krum again," Ron muttered.

Ginny sat down watching their game, and occasionally pointing out a move to Harry. Despite Ginny's help Harry lost to Ron once, and they were halfway through a second game before Hermione showed up.

"Did you write it?" Ginny asked her excitedly.

"Yes, I've just sent it," Hermione replied looking very pleased and a hint of a blush was creeping up on her face.

"Sent what?" Ron said looking up from the chessboard.

"A letter to Viktor saying that if he were to propose at graduation, I'd accept," Hermione said matter of factly.

"Propose!?" Ron said standing up so quickly he sent the chessboard flying. Harry's face fell, he almost had Ron in checkmate.

"Yes," Hermione said flushing, "He didn't want to ask me on the spot in front of everyone at graduation, without me having time to think about it."

"You can't get married to him!" Ron said loudly.

"Ron be quiet! It's supposed to be a secret. Why couldn't I marry him?" Hermione asked coldly.

"He's-He's foreign," Ron said lamely, "Are you going to live in Bulgaria?"

"I don't see why you give a damn where I live Ron! Why are you such a-" She stopped herself, "I'm going to bed."

"I DON'T give a damn where you live," Ron said to her retreating back.

"Ron! You've got to go after her," Harry said, "You can't let her get married!"

"Come off it Harry, I don't mind if she marries him," Ron said bitterly.

"This is your last chance Ron. Are you just going to let her marry Krum without telling her how you feel?" Harry asked him.

"What do you mean," Ron asked suspiciously.

"You love her!" Harry pointed out.

"Do not!" Ron protested.

"You do too!" Ginny said angrily, "She's not coming back, she's leaving and you're going to be alone all your life just because you can't see what's in front of your face!"

Ron gaped at her, Harry gave him a shove to the path, Hermione had just gone through, "GO!"

"I-I" Ron hesitated. Did he really love Hermione? "Hermione! Hermione! Wait up!"

"What?" she asked turning to him.

Ron took two steps and grabbed her in his arms, kissing her fiercely, "That's why," he said and ran up to his dormitory.

Hermione stood for a moment, her face looking very surprised. She raised her hand up to her mouth self consciously, rubbing her lips. Then she ran up to her dormitory. Ginny and Harry went after her.

"Harry don't step there," Ginny said pushing Harry off the stairs.

"I forgot," Harry mumbled, remembering the last time he'd tried to go see Hermione in the girls dormitory, "I'll go see Ron instead."

"Ron was sitting on his bed cradling his had, it was smeared with blood. Harry's eyes fell upon the window by Ron's beside, it was cracked. Without talking Harry got down the small first aid kit Hagrid had gotten him for Christmas.

"Is there any glass in you hand?" Harry asked taking a seat by Ron.

"Nah, don't think so," Ron said, surprisingly he let Harry spray his hand with antiseptic.

"Maybe you should go to the hospital-" Harry began, but seeing the look on Ron's face, he changed his mind, "Right, well, I'm not a doctor, I mean healer, or anything, but I've got some stuff here that might help you. This one," Harry said holding up some bandage tape, "you just wrap up any deep cuts you have and it's supposed to heal them magically."

"Whatever," Ron said extending his bleeding hand.

Harry began to wrap Ron's hand up, Ron winced once or twice. Ron Finally broke the silence, "She was pretty surprised, wasn't she?"

"Yeah, I reckon it might have come as less of a surprise, if you'd just told her instead of," Harry was grinning.

"Oh shut-up!" Ron snapped but Harry could tell he was on the verge on grinning too, "you know how I am with words, I probably wouldn't have been as passionate as Vicky."

Harry laughed until tears were in his eyes. He was trying to imagine Ron being passionate to Hermione. Ron was glad Harry was laughing, his laughs had become fewer and fewer since Sirius died.

"It's been a long time since I've laughed that hard," Harry said after he had himself under control.

"I'm glad you think my love life is funny," Ron said sarcastically, "You're the one who has the experience with overdramatic girls."

Harry groaned, just remembering her short relationship with Cho Chang made him feel sick, "Don't remind me! What about Fleur Delacour?"

It was Ron's turn to groan, "That's not fair, she was part vielia." (I don't know how to spell that or her name, sorry)

"Cho was pretty too," Harry said, "That's all she was.

Ron laughed, "We've got bad luck with girls mate. I'm in love with my best friend, but she's getting married, your in love with my sister and she's already taken."

"Too bad I'm not going to live to find the right one," Harry said.

"Nah, listen Harry, I bet you could win, I mean we've got a lot of people on our side and with you and Dumbledore, Voldermort doesn't stand a chance," Ron said.

"He's got so stronger than me," Harry said.

"Look at it this way mate, at least you'll be the loveable one in history," Ron said, more seriously he added, "Besides, if you go down, I'll be right there beside you."

"Ron you don't have to-" Harry began.

"I want to be with you Harry. You're my best friend, the best friend I'll ever have. I'd die in your place anytime. The important thing is you beat Voldermort," Ron said looking Harry in the eyes.

"That's what Sirius thought," Harry said, looking down from Ron's gaze.

"Yeah, because he knew there were things worth dying for, he loved you. Without you his world wasn't worth living for," Ron said.

"If I wouldn't have-If I hadn't," Harry tried, but Ron shook his head, "You don't think the only reason he liked me, was because I was his best friend's son, and he felt responsible for his death?" Harry asked.

"He liked you for being you," Ron assured him.

There was a knock on the door, before opening it Harry quickly repaired the window. Standing in the doorway was a very red Hermione.

A/N: Hope you liked it. If you have time read my other fic, There's an elephant in your garden. I like it, cuz it's kinda funny and serious at the same time. It's about the marauders. Thanks! Please Review!

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