A/N:
Juanli: Is this soon enough? I actually have the whole story written already. I actually have three whole stories written already so I should be updating every day if I have time.
Tiffany-45: Thank you, I am glad you liked it. Your right, not much has happened yet and this chapter is extemely short but there were a few things that I needed to put in and they didnt seem right all clustered into one chapter. The next chapter is the real start to this story. I hope you are patient enough to wait! I would be very gald if you did. It will be up tomorrow morning if I can manage it, otherwise not until Sunday! Eeek! Yes he probably would gravel but seeing as it was the end of Hogwarts, he might not have had the chance which would make it very easy for their newfound hatred to fester. (Isnt that an awkward word? I like it...fester... hehehe. DOnt mind me, I'm a bit...touched.)
Enjoy!
Chapter 3: Speaking of the Past
The next day Harry and Ron went to work early in hope of starting a new assignment. It had taken only two years to round up all the Death Eaters so that now, only a small bit of mischief here and there was common. When there was nothing to do, Ron turned to Harry to suggest something to do only to see Harry racing off and out of the building. A bit disheartened, he trudged back to his apartment.
Harry must have a girlfriend, thought Ron, This is exactly the way he acted last time.
Later that day, Harry showed up at Ron's apartment looking thoroughly excited—a high contrast to Ron's current lazy demeanor.
"Spit it out already," urged Ron as Harry sat down and immediately began bouncing his knees up and down.
"Huh?" said Harry stupidly.
"Who's the girl this time?"
"What? Oh! A muggle."
"Really? She doesn't know does she?"
"Actually yeah, she is related to a witch."
"Great," said Ron.
"Hey Ron?" said Harry unnecessarily.
"Yeah?" responded Ron almost laughing at Harry's spacey behavior.
"Er...I talked to Hermione today. I think you should talk to her."
Ron's face stiffened. As is common for most people Ron thought a lot about the past. He also remembered the fight that tore him and Hermione apart just when their true feelings for each other were becoming apparent. Ron, of course in his usual bout of stubbornness had concluded that he was not to blame. After all, hadn't she delivered the first blow? And he was certainly not willing to admit his guilt, especially after all these years.
"I will not talk to her Harry. I don't want to have to discuss this with you again."
Harry decided not to press the matter. Why did he feel it was up to him to fix things? He switched the topic to the Quidditch World Cup, which was being held in Austria this year, to remove the awkward silence.