Whole Again?
Ron sat in Hagrid's hut, waiting for the tea water to boil.
"Why does she do this all the time? I know I yell at her as well, but I always thought she knew I loved her, even when I do get frustrated." explained Ron and he patted Fang on the head.
"I'm sure she didn't mean what she said," said Hagrid.
"She sounded serious. She basically said that we were through."
"And ya didn't go after her?"
"Well no. I didn't know what I was supposed to do."
"Talk ter her. Yer bes' friends. Ye have been fer seven years now. Nothing can break tha'. She's just upset is all."
Ron got up, said thanks, took some tea cakes, and left. Twenty minutes later he arrived at the Gryffindor Common Room. Hermione wasn't there, so he figured she was in the Girls' Dormitory. Although usually, the boys can't get up there, he climbed up the slide, with great effort, and knocked on the door.
Hermione opened the door, tears in her eyes, but when she saw Ron, she closed it quickly.
"'Mione, please open the door," his voice was calm, though he was starting to cry himself, "Please? I don't want to fight. Our argument is over, I promise."
The door creaked open slowly and the room was pitch black. Ron noticed Hermione sitting on the floor, her back against the wall. He slumped down beside her and she looked up at him.
"Do you still love me?" he asked awkwardly.
"I'm not sure," she paused, "I'm not sure I want to go through this anymore. I thought we stopped bickering and all. I know I started it and for that I am sorry; I embarrassed both of us."
He lifted up her face and put his arms around her. They sat in silence for a while and finally went downstairs and outside. Music could still be heard from the Great Hall and they danced one last dance that night, before Hermione kissed him on the cheek and they headed back up to their dormitories.