The Aftermath Of Memories

Summary: She rubbed her forehead, closed her eyes, and thought to herself What in Blaises have I done?...Graduation was a real fog to her right now...A summer at Ron's house might give her a chance...he was leaving soon, and the thought made her want to cry...

Disclaimer: Ok...so If I, Hogwarts-Honeybee owned the Harry Potter characters, I definitely wouldn't be here right now. I think all of you know that without me even writing a disclaimer. So I don't own them, that's it.

Authors Notes: Kinda sortof short...sorry lol..also, I really dont have too many notes hehe


Chapter 4- "Denial is the first sign of lying!"

Ron just gazed at Hermione, turning red and acting like a zombie. "I most certainly did not tell you that!" he snapped, grinning "Good one Hermione..."

"I'm SERIOUS Ron..." she told him "I REMEMBER everything!" she promised. "You told me you loved me and..." she blushed "I sortof said it back..."

Ron lowered his eyes. He slowly pulled himself under the covers, burying his red face in the covers. Hermione sighed and tried to pull the covers off of him.

"Ron!" she snapped "Ronald Weasley! Get out of there and talk to me!"

A muffled "No way" was heard underneath the covers.

Hermione sighed, "You forced me to do this, remember that...Petrificus Totalus!..." she waved her wand at the mess of covers. She pulled them off, revealing a stiff-as-a-board Ronald Weasley.

She pulled the covers off of him completely and took the curse off... Ron's stiff body went limp again, and he pulled her down into the bed, causing her to shriek.

"You promised NEVER to do that again!" Ron informed her.

He was right... Their 6th year at Hogwarts, Hermione had put the same curse on Ron to keep him and Harry from sneaking out in the dead of the night to visit the kitchen. She had left them there and finished her homework. When she had finally set them free, Ron was so angry, his face was bright red. They both made her promise never to do it again and she had agreed.

Hermione blushed "Ron... I... I forgot... I" she had lost the ability to speak "I'm sorry..." she said finally.

Ron sighed "You're a prat..." he mumbled "But you know I forgive you for that..." he smirked, staring at her.

Hermione smiled. Ron was usually the one ASKING for forgiveness. This was the exact opposite.

"Thanks..." she whispered. She then realized that she was STILL pinned down on the bed by Ron. "Would you mind letting me go then?" she asked him.

Ron's ears turned pink "uhh... yeah..." he let her up, and pushed his hair back with one hand.

Hermione smiled. He had always done that. Ron Weasley had always pushed his hair back with the force of one hand and never two.

"What?" Ron asked her. She was giving him a freakish grin. "What is it?"

Hermione smiled "Nothing..." then she frowned "What are we going to tell harry?" she asked him.

Ron sighed "The truth, I suppose..."

Hermione nodded... "Shall we then?"

"After you." Ron said, getting up and opening the door for her.

She took a deep breath and walked into the hallway.

"You guys did WHAT?" Harry's eyebrows raised as high as they could go. "HOW in BLOODY HELL?" he asked.

Hermione sighed "Calm down harry-"

"Calm down? How could I possibly calm down when the two of you DID it!" he was obviously angry.

Ron grabbed Harry by the shoulders. "Calm the Fuck down!" he yelled.

Both Hermione and Harry stared at Ron wide-eyed. "Ronald Weasley!" hermione shouted at him. "You had better watch your mouth!" she snapped.

Ron let go of the stunned Harry's shoulders and looked down "sorry Mione... it's just... It was so hard telling him and he's freaking out!" he said in almost a low whisper.

"Well who wouldn't?" Harry asked. "I mean, I was looking for you guys all night. And when I DO find you, I find out the worst thing has happened..." he sighed... "Why?...can you answer me that?... why exactly?"

Ron gave Hermione a small glance. She glanced back at him.

"I don't know..." she lied.

"Me neither..." Ron said, turning back to Harry and shrugging his shoulders "We were bloody drunk as hell... I was turning into a mad lush and she was wearing a very pretty dress... and I just..." Ron stopped.

Hermione looked at him in confusion "You mean... it didn't mean anything then?" she asked.

Ron raised an eyebrow at her "Why? did it mean anything to you?"

Hermione blushed "No... No not in the least... I was drunk..." she lied again. Of course it did you randy bloke! she thought.

Ron looked at Harry again, turning pink. "yeah... we were really drunk then... i don't know... spur of the moment I guess..."

Harry sighed. "wow..." he mumbled. "This is weird..." he looked at both of them. "I don't know... I guess I'm glad you told me... I just... " Harry was muttering. Hermione looked at him.

"If it helps, we used the contraceptive charm..." she said.

Harry smiled "Oh yeah Hermione, that fixes everything!" he said sarcastically. "Thank you so much!" he frowned.

Ron glared at Harry "She was only trying to help... you don't have to be such a Git!" he spit daggers at him.

Hermione smiled. "It's ok Ron. He's just angry, that's all-"

"I'm NOT angry..." Harry snapped "I'm just... this is unbelievable, you know that..." he closed his eyes tightly and rubbed his forehead.

Hermione sighed for the hundredth time "I'm sorry... to both of you..." she said "But I want to be alone right now... I'm leaving the Hotel in two days and I'd like to organize my things..."

Ron sighed "I'm sorry too..." he told her.

"You don't have to be..." she told him, smiling... "At least it wasn't with Fred or George or something...I'm glad it was my best friend..."

Ron smiled, sheepishly "Yeah me too... If I had woken up next to someone like Parvati or lavender, this wouldn't have gone so smoothly..."

Hermione laughed at the thought. With that she left the boys alone, and went up to her room. Going up the stairs, four small words repeated themselves inside her head...

I Love you Ron...


Ok it's short, but I don't have much time and stuff... so yeah review plz...