Here it is everyone...last chapter. I've decided to end it here because as school goes on I really won't have time to update as much. Also, I am now a boarder at my school, meaning I basically live there, I'll only be home on certain weekends and I will not be able to update while I'm at school. I kinda like where I ended it though and I think I'll make a sequel to this so...yeah

DISCLAIMER: I OWN HARRY POTTER...NOT


Chapter 10; Together Again

LAST…

"Ron?" she asked.

"Hermione…."

Hermione got her balance and escaped Ron's embrace. Ron stepped back into his room, as much as he wanted to deny it, he didn't want to let her go. Everything felt right when he was holding her.

Ron looked at her, She had grown up a lot since he last saw her. He hair was a golden color, like wheat. Her eyes were softer, as if she had seen a lot of things. And she definitely grew. She wasn't as short compared to him anymore. But it wasn't, it couldn't be. Yet, it was. Yes, she was the REAL Hermione.

Hermione was looking at him just as intense and shocked, though Ron didn't notice. He was no longer the gangly boy she remembered from 11 years earlier. He looked all grown up and mature. His shoulders were broader and his body more muscular. His red hair still fell over his blue eyes and she was entranced.

"Mum? Is that…Dad?" Hermione turned quickly to see Ari standing at the door.

"ARI! Go to your room," Ari didn't move, "NOW Ari."

Ari turned and went back to her room, as Hermione turned back to Ron. His face was red and his eyes blank as he watched Ari walk away.

"Wah-What did she call me?" Ron finally managed to say.

"That was NOT supposed to happen," Hermione muttered, "Ron, you should go. This isn't a good time."

Hermione went to close the door that connected their rooms, but on stepped in front of it.

"No." he said firmly, "Not until you tell me what the hell is going on. Why are you here? And who's she? And where the hell have you been for the past 11 BLOODY years?" Ron barely shouted.

"Watch your mouth, Ronald," Hermione warned, knowing very well Ari was listening.

She turned and walked to the couch and plopped down, her haid in her hands. She was beginning to regret opening the door in the first place and she wished she still had her time turner to she could turn back time and make sure none of this happened.

"You still haven't answered my questions," Ron said raising his voice.

"I KNOW RONALD! Just keep your voice down. Ari'll hear you," Hermione said, massaging her temples. "Sit down, I'll make us some tea."

Ron sat down on a chair opposite Hermione's. With a wave of her wand, Hermione produced 2 cups of Green Tea in front of them.

"So what're you doing here?" Ron asked calmly after he drank half a cup of tea and the teapot magically filled it again.

"Working, of course. Charms teacher. I should be asking, though, what are YOU doing here.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor. My second year," Ron said proudly.

"So you broke the curse?" Hermione smirked.

"I guess they needed one of the trio to break it," Ron smiled and Hermione smiled back.

The two sat there in silence, sipping their tea.

"It's been 11 years, Mione. 11 long years, it felt like hell for me…and Harry. Mione, where've you been?" Ron asked.

Hermione looked up at Ron, her eyes brimming with tears. Ron's eyes were deep and intense as he waited for her to answer.

"You don't think it hasn't been hell for me either, Ron? Raising my-our-daughter by myself?" Hermione asked through tears.

"Dah-Daughter? My daughter? But…why? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" he asked, taking Hermione's shaking hands into his own.

"Think about it Ron. Really, how would you have acted? We-you-weren't ready. Two 17-year-olds, just out of school with no jobs and nowhere to go, how would we have raised her?" Hermione shouted, her tears becoming angry.

"We could have made it work, Hermione, you know why?" Ron placed his hand under her chin and gently lifted her head to meet his eyes with hers.

"How could two teenagers make raising a child with nothing to our names work?"

"How did you do it, Hermione? How'd you raise her by yourself for 11 years?" Ron asked.

"LOVE. I loved-love-her with all my heart. She's my whole world," Hermione answered.

"Exactly, Mione. My Mum and dad would have helped, cause they LOVE you. Harry and Ginny could have helped because they LOVE you. And we could have made our family work, because I LOVE YOU and I LOVE OUR DAUGHTER, though I haven't quite met her yet, I do. I love the both of you more then words can say. I just LOVE you Hermione," Ron stopped to look at the expression on Hermione's face.

She looked much like the 17-year-old he saw 11 years ago with tears streaming down her face. But the tears were tears of joy and happiness instead of frightened tears. Maybe because, this time, she could see the future and was prepared of what was to come.

"Do you mean that Ron?" she asked, he nodded and leaned in kissing her as if they had been together forever.

It was comfortable and natural to them. Nothing felt wrong. It was like their lips were two pieces of a puzzle that fit together perfectly. They pulled apart and gazed into each others eyes. Feeling at home for the first time in 11 years.

"OK, enough lovey-dovey stuff. What about me?" Ari said from the door.

"Come here," Hermione smiled and Ari ran into their arms for a family hug.

"By the way, my name is Ariella Molly Weasley," Ari said to Ron.

"You can call me Dad," Ron replied, putting his hand out for Ari to shake.

Ari shook her dads hand and that ended with a laugh, and later…another surprise.

UA PAU


Ua Pau is done in Hawaiian. So yeah. Hope you guys liked it...REViEWS! And what do YOU guys think the sequel should be about?