A/N: Thank you all SO MUCH for the lovely comments! I enjoyed writing this fic immensely... Look out for future Ron/Hermione fics in the near future! This is the final chapter to 'A Night to Remember' and I've got to admit... I let my imagination run a bit too wild near the end... So that part's not too realistic. But I'm a hopeless romantic, so what can ya do? Thanks for the support!

Chapter 3

'You don't learn, do you!' She said irritably. He exhaled a breath of relief. At least she wasn't screaming at him.

'Learn? Learn what? How to kiss?'

'In a way, I suppose ... yes!'

'Well, they don't exactly offer sessions on teaching you the correct way on doing it. He said sarcastically. 'I don't know about the muggle
world, but – '

'I didn't mean that! I meant, you'd think after that boorish attempt, you'd learn that a kiss requires a number of romance of ... some sort.'

'Romance?' He repeated incredulously. 'You want romance?'

'I'm still a girl, in case your rather unfortunate eyes have forgotten to pick that up!'

'Well, I know that! You gave me that lovely little performance at the Yule Ball to remind – '

'It all depends on how you want to set the mood!' She continued, ignoring him completely. 'If you want to be the ... well, I don't know
how to subtly put it but ... um, sort of the masculine man – ' He opened his mouth to speak.' – Or perhaps, the sort of passionate, sensitive prince – ' That made him snort.' – Or maybe even a ... a kind of ... rugged athletic – '

'Athle ... ? HANG ON NOW!' He roared, stamping his foot. 'If you're going somewhere with this – '

'All I know is, Viktor probably wouldn't manhandle a girl before he kissed her!' She said, blushing furiously.

'I didn't manhandle you!' He said, eyes wide, but looked like he was thinking back to corroborate that. 'Or did – ? No, I did not!'

'Grabbing a girl and kissing her right there and then for no reason isn't exactly your best display of manners, Ron!'

'For your information,' He said again, not letting this go easily. 'I'm an athlete too! Keeper, remember?'

Hermione turned red. 'Yes, well ... '

'So don't pull the Vicky card on me! It's not like he's the only one who's got talent, you know!'

She stopped and suddenly looked sympathetic. 'Oh, Ron,' She said in an apologetic tone. 'I didn't mean it that way... I just... '

'You just what?' He asked accusingly, though with a bit less acid than before. 'You just get a kick out of insulting me, that's what!'

'No, it's not that. I just ... ' She stopped.'Oh, I don't want to say it.'

'Bit too late for that!' Ron said heatedly.

'Oh, but ...' She sighed, won over. 'Fine. Just to make you feel like a big man again ... I wasn't playing the Viktor card, exactly ... it was more so the jealousy card.'

'See? I KNEW – Wait, what?'

Hermione turned red. 'Must I always repeat myself?'

'No, no, I heard you ... ' He paused.'So, uh ... ' He lifted his chin a bit. 'Tried to make me jealous, did you?'

'Ron,' She sighed, 'Viktor's awful nice ... But I never had any plans of actually becoming anything serious with him. You know me better than that! It was all a playing of ... of the jealousy card!' She sniffed, a bit amused by the fact he didn't pick this up quicker.

'It ... it was?' She nodded as he searched for words to try and challenge her. 'So I was just the gurney pig – '

'Guinea pig.'

'– guinea pig,' He corrected without a pause. He wasn't in tune with the muggle lingo. 'Who you could just experiment on and ... and stuff?' He finished lamely.

'You know that wasn't my intention.' She said sternly. 'Do you always have to make everything into a battle?'

'No,' He said defensively. 'It's just ... ' It's just the easiest way to respond to her.

'How are you ever going to trust me?'

He was a bit taken aback by that question. 'I do trust you, Hermione!'

'I'm not too sure... ' She looked like she was deep in thought. Then the light bulb clicked on. 'Oh! Tsk, butI don't know if this would be very... But there's no other way to ... Oh, darn it!' She turned and took a few steps in front of Ron. 'Brace yourself.' She warned.

'Brace myself for what?' He asked, scared and looking the part.

'A kiss.'

'You're going to kiss me!' He yelped but didn't move away.

'Well, yes! Why shouldn't I? You kissed me twice!'

'Yeah, but I was a dimwit!'

'So you're calling me a dimwit now?'

'No, I called myself a dimwit ... '

'But that was after I said I was doing what you did earlier, so basically, that was a transferred insult to – ' She stopped. 'Stop stalling, Ron!'

'I'm not stalling!'

'Yes, you are!'

'I am not! What are you waiting for? Just go for it! You've got it way easier than I did!I can guarantee you right now that I won't slap you around!'

'I'm trying to!' She said, frustrated.'It's kind of awkward, if you know what I'm saying! I've never kissed a boy before!'

'Yes you have!' He said, outraged. 'Last time I checked, I had a knoc--!'

'Don't you dare finish that sentence!'

'Why not! I do have a ween– '

'I know that you've got ... You're ruining the moment!'

'What moment?'

'This one!'

'This is getting to be one bloody annoying moment, Hermione!'

'I have to agree with you! I – ' She groaned loudly. 'Oh!'

She suddenly took another step and just kissed him then and there, just as Harry walked into the Common Room. At first sight of his best friends kissing, his first instinct was to start screaming, but he kept his mouth shut, and instead just stared with his jaw dropped. Her arms lifted to hugging Ron's neck and he held her hips so that she would keep her balance ...

Grinning slightly, Harry slowly walked back out the portrait and faced the crowd of familiar faces.

'Well?' Seamus asked impatiently, hopping slightly. 'I've got to wee so bad.'

'We've been waiting here for ages.' Moaned Lavender. 'Can we go in now?'

'No.' Harry said, beaming. 'Just another five minutes.'

The whole crowd groaned but nobody argued. It had been obvious to all of them the budding romance between Ron and Hermione. They paid their respects by giving them just five more minutes for just them.

For the night they'll always remember.