AN: Wow! MY second update in one day! I feel special haha! I hope you are enjoying this story! I love writing it and I love getting reviews! Every time I see that I have a new one I'm likedoes a dance Thank you for reading! And I am so sorry that my chapters are so short I just can't seem to make them longer! Any who, ENJOY!

Disclaimer: I am so sick of writing these things! Clearly if you are not insane, you would know that I am not JKR and I did not create any of the main characters nor do I own the Harry Potter series!

(AN: This takes place a few days after Ron had become the King)

"Hermione, do you think they would let us have a couple of minutes alone? We should talk." Ron Whispered to Hermione while the Indians were dancing around them, "Besides, this is getting annoying" He pointed to the dancers.

"I dunno, ask them!"

"Okay I will. ATTENTION, INDIANS!" Ron shouted over the music. The music and dancing stopped and all the attention turned to Ron.

Please, do you mind if your Queen and I have some time alone to talk?"

"Anything for you my King! We will let you two go an talk but if you are gone too long, we will be worried and come looking for you!"

That was easier than I expected! Ron thought. Hermione and Ron ran through the forest and to the beach to sit down. Once they had gotten comfortable, Ron spoke up.

"Hermione! I'm really sorry! I was a jerk at graduation! I should have trusted you better! And when you told me for the third time and I didn't listen, I was being stupid. Hermione, I am so sorry! I just hope it's not too later to apologize and to say, well, I love you! I always have! Hermione! I L-" He was interrupted by a kiss. Hermione pulled away after a few seconds and looked at Ron.

"Ron! I love you too! I accept your apology. I missed you so much!" Hermione wrapped her arms around Ron's neck. Ron hugged her back and she started to cry a little. This made Ron hug her even more.

"Hermione, I promise, I'll never leave you again!" Ron kept hugging Hermione until he spotted a rather straight stick half-buried in the sand.

"My wand!" Ron pulled out of their hug, once again ruining another one of their "Romantic Moments." Hermione ran over and saw that it was indeed Ron's wand. Ron waved it in an attempt to disapparate, only to find it didn't work.

"I don't understand why it won't work!" Ron shook his wand

"Honestly Ron! Don't you read? When Wizards and Witches are thought to be dead, their wands become unable to let their users apparate or disapparate. This is just for the safety of Wizards and Muggles"

"Oh, then what are we supposed to do?"

"Send sparks up with your wand, Ron! Surely someone will see the sparks and save us!"

Ron did just that. Red sparks went flying out of his wand and then he tucked it away in his pocket.

"Well that's that then. Shall we go back now?" Hermione nodded and the two headed back to the campsite, hand-in-hand, knowing that help was on they way.

AN: There! Yay! Chapter 7 is up! Finally! Only a couple more chapters left! Please review!