Harry Potter and the Secret within Godric's Hollow

Disclaimer: The Harry Potter characters and Harry Potter world belongs to J.K. Rowling. The additional characters you read here belong to the extraordinary mind of Mae.

Chapter 1: Lovers and Friends?

As the two friends made their way to the Gryffindor common room, Hermione started to slow down. Ron stops to ask her what was wrong when he saw her biting her bottom lip, something she usually does when she's contemplating on something important. He was actually dreading the question he thought she would ask. He could feel his chest tighten hoping that he was wrong and that she would ask something about Harry and Ginny but once again the fates denied him.

Damn, damn, damn.

She looked up to him and said, "What's happening to us?"

Ron could feel his heart swell with emotion from her innocence. Not so keen in answering her question, he answered with an honest, " I don't know."

Somehow he must have said the wrong thing for Hermione's eyes started to brim with tears.

Crap, wrong thing to say, apologize you fool.

Before he could open his mouth again, Hermione turned around and walked away taking her hand out of his. I always end up botching things.

Dammit, this is so unfair. Should I tell her?

Ron tried to push the emptiness he felt when she let go of his hand down and walked after her. In two long strides, he caught up with her already and reached to grasp her wrist, beckoning Hermione to stop.

"Hermione stop please. Please wait, let me finish please."

He then gently turned her around by holding her other hand, so that they were standing less than 2 feet apart in front of each other with both of their hands entwined. Her head was down but Ron didn't need to see her face to know that she was hurt. Even though, he felt that if would be easier to say the things he wanted to say in front of her so he could judge her reaction and see if she feels the same.

"'Mione, look at me. Please." He whispered deeply sending chills down her spine. After some hesitation, she gradually lifted her head to face his. His heart tore into two when he saw tears fall down this angelic goddess. Without thinking, he let go of both of her hands to wipe off the tears on her face, while whispering, "'Mione, stop crying. Please. It hurts me everytime I see you cry." Hermione looked at his face trying to see if he was playing around or not, only to find true sincerity and hurt etched upon his handsome face.

After a few more moments, Ron's hands went back to entwine her hands and silence came once more. Hermione loved the feeling of his hands entwined with hers, so warm yet you could feel the maturity radiating from him.

I wish we could stay like this forever. No war, no school. Just the two of us, under the moonlight, in an embrace.

Ron then broke the silence by speaking out, "I said I don't know. I don't know what's happening to us, but whatever it is, I like it. A lot. What I do know is that…I have strong feelings for you and I'm… I mean…I think…," He looked a bit frustrated as he looked down and took a deep breath. But this was the least of Hermione's worries. If what he's about to say, what she thinks he's gonna say then she'll tell him that she feels the same also.

" I love you, Hermione. I have for a while now," he said as he looked back up to her eyes.

Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped a bit, but he could see that the tears were coming back. His heart clenched, she doesn't feel the same way.

You idiot. Okay, say sorry first then—

His thoughts were interrupted by Hermione's lips crashing up on his. Shocked at the action, Ron could feel his heart beating madly as he tried to relax and return the kiss with equal passion. Throughout the kiss, Hermione's hands ended up tangled in Ron's ginger hair, while Ron had one hand caressing her lower back and the other also tangled in her mane of bushy locks. They both felt shocks of electricity bolt throughout their bodies as Ron attempted to deepen their kiss which Hermione parted her lips in acceptance.

After a few more minutes, Hermione pulled away, panting heavily due to the lack of air. But Ron kept her close still as she rested her forehead on his keeping her eyes closed. She could hear him breathing hard also. She opened her eyes to look into Ron's, who surprisingly still had his closed. She quickly examined her love's facial features and noticed his jaw muscle working furiously and starts to unconsciously lick his lips. This caused her to blush a bit, but did not know for what reason. He then opened his eyes to stare into hers, both seeing the love there. Hermione then remembered what he had said before their small trice and whispered back, "I love you too, Ronald Weasley."

She could see Ron light up and she smiled at how adorable he looked. They just stood there silently in their embrace with their gazes locked onto each other and smiles on their faces.

After a few more kisses and whispers of sweet 'I love you' s, they started again to walk towards the Fat Lady with their hands together. They were ready for everything now. They knew they loved each other and that's all that matters.

A few hours later…

Once the Hogwarts Express slowed its pace, the students all started to open their compartments while gathering their trunks. The trip was very, in a much easier word to describe it, horrible. They trio had gotten into a compartment with Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, and Ginny.

Something must have happened between Harry and Ginny because they were acting really weird around each other. Every time Harry would glance at Ginny, he'd always find her staring at him and then quickly turn away. And because of this awkwardness, everyone else had a hard time trying to start a conversation.

To sum it all up, the trip was very uneventful. Even Ron and Hermione felt weird at the fact that Malfoy didn't come to bother them as he usually did before the accident. Despite the misery filling everyone else, Ron and Hermione were actually quite happy. They came to terms with their relationship and even walked outside the train holding hands.

Harry, Neville, Luna, and Ginny all had congratulated them for finally getting together. They had noticed that throughout the trip, Hermione was resting on Ron while looking down at their clasped hands and then occasionally commenting on one's statement. There was even a time where they teased them both nonstop for half an hour or so.

"Ron over here, son!" said Mr. Weasley from outside one of the flooing fireplaces.

Ron, Hermione, Harry, and Ginny quickly said their farewells to Neville and Luna, and started to walk towards Mr. Weasley. They quickly noticed someone else next to Mr. Weasley.

"Tonks?" they all asked.

It indeed was Tonks but her appearance was very different. Her hair was now a jet-black color, and she was dressed up in a black suit with matching sunglasses. It felt really weird because Tonks was wearing sunglasses when the sun isn't even out yet. She also wore black leather gloves and shiny black shoes. She looked like one of those bodyguards that guard the muggle prime minister or something. It felt quite scary.

Harry was the first one to break the silence and said, "Tonks, what are you doing here?"

Tonks smiled weakly to Harry and responded, "The Minister wanted an Auror or two keeping an eye on you. You're lucky that Moody and I were chosen, because if it were someone else, that would have been bad.

Harry nodded before turning his head as if he was looking for someone. He had a very confused look on his face when he turned back to face her. "Well, then where's Moody?"

"Stayed at the Burrow to cast some protection spells around it and well, you know, order work."

Harry nodded once more understandably. Mr. Weasley then cleared his throat. "Well we should be going, Molly must be waiting. She's got dinner almost ready and we want to be there before she gets angry, so up we go."

They then traveled one by one by floo powder, all screaming out, "THE BURROW!"

They all moved quickly and silently through the vast plain. Once seeing a crooked, four-story house they remembered all too well, they slowed down before taking off to hide on top of the oak tree near it.

Slipping into their camouflage cloaks, Salim peers out on a branch to take a closer view of the inside. He could see the kitchen and the living room but the fireplace was hidden behind the wall. He then closed his eyes for a moment before opening them to reveal a slight change in his cat-like eyes. They were a bit more transparent than before. When he was younger, he was granted the ability to see things no one else can and that meant through objects. Using these powers, he was able to see Ron, Harry, Ginny, Hermione, Tonks, and Mr. Weasley come out of the fireplace one by one.

Returning back to normal, he turned to Celestial and gave her a head's up. "We should be able to cast an anti-magic shield around the house, then we can test him if he's up to it."

Celestial nodded her head and gave him her consent. "Good, but be quiet. He can still pick up any kind of noise or disturbance if it's a bit suspicious. If he catches us, then we'll have to act fast. Salim, you take care of the AMF (Anti-Magic Field), Grant I want you to set up the trap for Ron. And Kratos, your job is to fight Ron. Push him over the edge and make him unleash."

Salim and Grant left early to finish their tasks while the other two remained. Celestial watched Ron laugh happily with his family and friends, and before she knew it, a lone tear fell down from her eye. Kratos immediately moved to console her from behind, concern and worry mirroring his face. She closed her eyes as she leaned back on Kratos' chest.

As if knowing what she was thinking, Kratos spoke out, "He'll do it. Remember, this is Ron we're talking about, he can never deny us anything after all we've been through." Celestial nodded knowingly before answering with a, "What if he's already replaced us? What would happen to our blood ship?" Kratos leaned to whisper deeply into her ear. "He didn't, trust me. He trusts us. We're all family, remember that and family always stick together."

After his words, he left to get ready for his task. Celestial turned to look at Kratos' retreating figure before returning her gaze back to her redheaded friend. She then closed her eyes and used her telepathy to deliver a message to him, Hi Ron. It's been a while.