Home Again

Summary: Someone from Hermione's past returns. R/Hr.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, fun right?

A/N: I am definitely enjoying where this story is going. I want to send a huge shout out to my cousin Iliana for helping me organize everything and giving me fantastic ideas! You rock chica! I wanna give a very special shout out to the readers, who continue to read and review. Thank you so much!!!

Chapter 6: Taking Care of Business

Ron stared out the window into the cold, snowy darkness. The Burrow was warm and cozy, the walls shielding the large family from the chilly wind and icy cold. He was thinking about his "visit" with Dumbledore and the others. They really were dead. But Dumbledore had a few things to take care of.

"Ron?" A voice said from the doorway.

Ron glanced over his shoulder and smiled at Hermione. "Hermione?"

Hermione rolled her eyes, a smile gracing her lips, and walked over to in front of the window where Ron stood. "Thinking hard?"

"Kind of."

"Don't hurt yourself."

Ron looked over at Hermione. "Someone grew some sarcasm while I was gone."

Hermione glared at him. "Oh shut up Ronald."

Ron put a hand to his heart. "I'm hurt. Hermione dearest told me to shut up."

Hermione reached over and slapped Ron lightly on his arm. "Sarcasm aside, are you okay Ron? You've seemed...distant."

Ron shrugged. "I'm fine I guess. I'm just trying to adjust, you know?" He turned toward Hermione. "But there is something I need to ask you."

Hermione nodded. "Okay."

Ron took a deep breath. "Will you teach at Hogwarts? With me...and others. I just don't know who yet."

Hermione stared at him shocked. "What? No, Ron, I can't."

"Hermione please! I need your help." Ron cupped Hermione's chin in his hand. "Please."

Hermione tried to suppress a smile. "I hate it when you do that."

Ron flashed Hermione a smile. "I know."

Hermione gave him a look before sighing. "Alright. I'll help you."

Ron pressed his lips quickly on Hermione's lips in a chaste kiss. "Thank you Mione."

Hermione felt a small blush creep into her cheeks. "Uh...no problem."

Ron let go of Hermione and took a few steps away from her. "I wonder if Ginny and Harry would help."

"Would we ever!" Ginny whispered loudly.

Harry and Ginny were watching the scene in an adjacent room through the doorway, where they couldn't be seen by Ron and Hermione.

Harry glanced over at Ginny. "Speak for yourself."

"Oh come on Potter, you know you'd love to teach at Hogwarts."

Harry made a face. "But that would involve working with Snape."

Ginny rolled her eyes. She started to mutter something to herself, causing Harry to give her a weird look.

"Talk to yourself often love?" Harry asked her.

Ginny glared at him, but didn't reply. She seemed to still be talking to herself.

"Honestly woman, I don't even think you know what you're talking about now!" Harry exclaimed, loudly.

Ginny smacked him on his chest. "Louder Sherlock, I don't think the love birds heard you." She hissed.

Harry grinned foolishly. "I love it when you're angry at me."

Ginny smiled slightly and looked back toward Hermione and Ron. "I wish they would hook up already."

Harry took a few steps closer to her. "Yeah, me too."

"I mean honestly, everyone knows they love each other." Ginny looked up at Harry. "Why can't they just admit it?"

"I don't know." Harry replied softly, looking into Ginny's eyes.

"Jesus Harry! Just kiss her already!" Fred's voice called from somewhere near by.

Harry looked up, surprised. He glared toward the direction where Fred's voice came from.

"Yeah Harry, just kiss me already." Ginny repeated gently.

Harry looked down at Ginny and grinned. He pressed his lips lightly against her lips. When he pulled away, he noticed Ginny's disappointed look. "Was I that bad?"

Ginny nodded. "If you're gonna kiss me, why don't you kiss me the right way?"

"If the right way is what you want," Harry grabbed Ginny roughly by her shoulders. "Then the right way is what you get." He pushed her up against the wall and smashed his lips against hers.

When he pulled away, Ginny was breathless. "Now that is the right way!" Ginny exclaimed. She smiled at Harry. "Good job sweetie."

"Ron...what made you decide to become headmaster of Hogwarts?" Hermione asked after Ron was finished telling her his story.

"A visit." He glanced over at his best friend. "A very important visit."

Hermione nodded. Her lips were pursed together, and she seemed to be in deep thought.

"Mione, don't look too deep into this. It's just something I need—have—to do."

Hermione shook her head. "That's not what I was thinking about."

"Then what were you thinking about?" Ron asked.

"This" Hermione took a swift step forward and planted her lips onto Ron's.