Home Again
Summary: Someone from Hermione's past returns. R/Hr.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, fun right?
Chapter 7: Joy is Always Followed by Tragedy
Ron was so shocked by Hermione's sudden action that he pulled away almost immediately. He saw the hurt flash across her face and she started to stutter.
"I...I am so—"
But Ron cut her off with a kiss of his own. One that nearly knocked Hermione off her feet.
Hermione was stunned at first, but once her brain absorbed what was happening to her, she eagerly kissed back.
Cheers and screams could be heard through the house as Fred ran around yelling about Harry and Ginny and Ron and Hermione.
Ginny had begun to squeal when she saw Ron kiss Hermione. Harry thrusted his fist in the air, letting out an exclamation of success.
Ron and Hermione eventually pulled away, out of breath and riding around on cloud nine. Hermione began to giggle, hearing Fred going on about the kiss. He ran in and smacked Ron across the head.
"That's from George. He says 'about damn time!'. Angelina and mum can't help but go one about a wedding and it's driving Dad and I crazy!"
Ron gulped. "Wedding?"
Harry and Ginny strolled in. "Wedding?! You proposed?!" Ginny asked, beaming from ear to ear.
Ron shook his head. "No!" He replied loudly.
Hermione frowned and Ginny pouted, muttering something about 'men' and how they 'can't do anything right.'
Harry and Fred shook their heads. "Ron, you're gonna need a lot of help on women." Harry said, slinging his arm around Ron's shoulder.
"Yeah Ronniekins. Lots and lots of help."
-Christmas Eve-
Everyone was bustling about, getting ready to head to Diagon Alley to go shopping for the holidays.
"Mum! Have you seen my gloves?!"
"Ron! Where did you put my scarf?!"
"Angelina! I can't find my coat!"
Hermione strolled into the kitchen, humming a Christmas song under her breath. She saw Mr. Weasley leaning against a kitchen counter. She noticed the paleness on his face and frowned.
"Mr. Weasley? Are you alright?"
Arthur, startled to hear Hermione's voice, jumped and looked up at her. "Oh yes. I'm fine."
"Do you want some water or something?" Hermione asked, still worried.
"Water would be great, thank you."
Hermione smiled slightly and got Mr. Weasley some water. When she turned back around, she saw Mr. Weasley on the floor unconscious. She dropped the glass in shock and ran to Arthur's side.
"Mr. Weasley?! Mr. Weasley!? Oh God...Somebody help!!!! Just hang in there Mr. Weasley, everything is going to be okay." Hermione whispered, tears streaming down her cheeks.