all right yall. sorry it took me so long to review. school started recently, so its back to Hogwarts i go. ok, i lie. its beuxbatons. so...ahem. to all of you that reviewed YOURE DA SHIZ! to those who didnt, well, you get a platinum star. but if you DO review, ill upgrade your frequent flier miles and give you a gold star.
to MarvelgirlHPfan: yes...i relaized that first years arent allowed in hogsmeade. i clearly ddint think. score? 1-0
HOWEVER you obviously didnt pay close enough attention to the story or you would have realized THEY WERE NOT AT HOGWARTS! they were in the Burrow when fred and george apparated. 1-1
and if they typoes arre mackin you crazxee, wellll i sugggest you dot Read me storry. when i wemt through da story I didt find none. so deal with it. 2-1. final score. i win you lose, you got a prolem then HASTA LUEGO!!!!

to the rest of you who actually pay attention to the story and not the minor details, the long overdue 7th chapter to The Journal. this ones for you guys.

Ron turned around so fast, he almost fell down. He watched as Harry took out a snowflake charm out of a small box and clipped it to a ...was that a charm bracelet?

He continued staring at Hermione out of the corner of his eye. 'I love her so much it hurts. I'M surprised she cant see the pain flowing from my body. Suddenly a thought nagged at him. "Have you...you know...ever liked someone...like that?"

Hermione stared at him and took a deep breath. 'here goes nothing' she thought.

"Yeah. He's really special."

"Is? Not was?" Ron asked, scared to death that he'd lost her to some other git.

"Yeah, is. He's funny, and he's smart. Brave, loyal to those he cares about. You can't help but be happy around him. He's...he's amazing."

Ron, who was feeling lousy, nauseated, and stupid for ever thinking he could have 'Mione, turned and asked her the question he knew would break his heart.

"Does he like you too?"

She looked at him and smiled that smile that made his stomach bottom out. He suddenly realized he didn't want to hear her answer, not for all the gold in Gringotts.

"I hope so. Because if not, I've made myself look like a total git in front of him and caused a lot of embarrassment for the both of us."

"Who is he?" 'Are you trying to kill yourself? All this pain is bound to tear you apart. He couldn't breath, couldn't think, couldn't see. But he had to know. It was an addiction.

Hermione, who couldn't breath either, tried to take a deep breath and looked Ron in the eyes. "You."

Ron stopped. No Way. Impossible. This was a joke. The worst that Fred and George had ever pulled. The kind of thing you learned at a Death Eater convention.

"What?"

Hermione smiled. "You Ron. I've always known it was you. Somehow I always knew. It wasn't always clear. But every time I looked at you I felt something more than friendship, something I didn't feel when I looked at Harry. I love you, Ron."

He still couldn't believe it. But it was too good, too tempting not to.

"I have loved you ever since I could remember, 'Mione. You have no idea." he walked up to her, and slowly wrapped his arms around her, afraid to let go. She wrapped her arms around him too. Ron pulled his head back and looked at her and said "lets get out of here."

They went to Fred and George's shop and flooed back to the Burrow. They let Molly know that they were home, then walked to the top of the hill. Hermione conjured a blanket to sit on and a fire to keep them warm in the circle of trees. Ron spread the blanket out and saw down and drew Hermione to his lap. Slowly, he pulled her head down and let his lips brush hers. When she didn't protest, he continued, pushing a little harder. The kiss was warmer than Butterbeer on a cold day, sweeter than anything in Honeydukes, and made Rons stomach go up and down quicker than any Quidditch match. It was perfect.

Hermione sighed and wrapped her arms around him as her lips absorbed everything Ron was. What he was, was hers. And they both liked that just fine.

They stayed like that until the snowflakes on the tip of Hermiones nose made it turn red.