Chapter Eighteen: The Last Breakfast.
Ron looked out the window as the sun rose above the protective mountains. The colors danced around in the slowly vanishing stars, the reds, oranges, pinks, and yellows held on to each other for dear life as if they wouldn't see each other ever again, even though it was quite the contrary, the colors would see each other again, at sun down. A smile appeared over Ron's face as the sunlight cam streaming into the windows of the Hospital Wing. Madame Pomfrey had come in early that morning and questioned why Hermione was with him, in his bed. Ron had promptly explained that Hermione was locked out of her dorm, which was a lie but Madame Pomfrey let it slide. She left giving him a warning. Ron smiled at the sun beaming off Hermione's cream colored face. She was covered with his hospital blanket. Making his way over to Hermione, Ron stood, towering above her and tucked a piece of loose hair behind her ear. At this gesture, Hermione turned on her back and opened her big brown eyes to him. A smile played across her face. Ron smiled back as well. He was shocked at how in an instant Hermione could make all his fears go away. Hermione suddenly got this look of horror across her face. Ron mimicked the look.
"What?" He asked thinking that something was terribly wrong.
"You- You shouldn't be standing up…" Hermione jumped out of the bed and pushed Ron into it. "You shouldn't be up at all you need your rest, you need to keep sitting--"
Just after Ron had been forced onto the hospital bed, he listened to Hermione ramble, just as she was about to finish, he stood up and towered over her. Ron smiled more and took her face in his hands.
"—Down…" Hermione mumbled the last word. Ron heard her gulp and kissed her lightly. Pulling away from the kiss he smiled.
"I'm fine… I don't need to sit down…" Ron kissed her again with a little more passion. He traced his hands down the side of her arms and held her hands. Hermione broke the kiss and drew in a long breath
"You may not… But now I do…" Ron chuckled and set her on the bed. He sat next to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. Hermione then layed her head on his shoulder. Ron smiled more and rubbed the side of her arm.
"Feeling Better…"
"Much… mmmm, we should get down to the Great Hall, for the last breakfast before it ends…" Hermione mumbled, Ron could tell she didn't want to move.
"Eh... Okay then lets get down there…" Ron stood up and smiled at Hermione who stood up soon after. He held out his hand to her, Hermione gave a sweet smiled to him; the same smiled that made all his troubles fade, and took his hand in hers.
They headed down to the Great Hall. Getting a few odd looks on the way. Ron had his arm around her back resting on Hermione's waist. His face played a broad smile. Approaching the Great Hall Ron smiled more, and pushed open the oak doors. The Great Hall was packed with everyone in eating for the final breakfast.
"It seems we're late…" Ron whispered to Hermione. Hermione replied with a light giggle as they made their way over to the table at which Harry, Ginny and everyone else from Gryffindor were sitting.
Ron smiled as Hermione was seized away from him, all the girls who hadn't seen the ring, and a few who had, ambushed her hand to stare at her ring. Ron watched as Hermione's cheeks turned a light shade of pink, and then got darker. Sitting down next to Harry, Ron tapped his friend on the shoulder, and slipped down into the table and took an apple.
"Soooo…What are you two up too?"
Ron raised a bow as Harry and Ginny looked at each other curiously.
"Nothing…" They replied in unison, then glaring at each other for saying the same thing at the same time. Ron let out a small snort and took a bite of his apple, they were soon joined by Hermione still followed by an entourage wanting a glance at her ring.
"I don't understand it?? The rings not that big?" Ron whispered as Hermione took a piece of buttered toast. She then looked at him as if he had gone and said the most idiotic thing possible, Which in fact he had.
"Ronald! It's not the size that they want to know about. The only thing theses girls keep asking me is: How long I've known you? When I realized that I loved you? And how you proposed… AND most of then think the ring is sweet small and simple" Hermione retorted in her Know-It-All Voice.
"Well you just know everything about everyone don't you? With all the books you read…." Ron teased.
Hermione pretended to be hurt then turned full circle and leaned over the table so that her face was only a few inches from his. Ron could feel the blood run to his ears. "And You love it…" She said with a smirk and took the rest of his apple.
"Holy Shit guys… Save some for the honeymoon…" Harry bellowed with a side-wards glace to Ron and Hermione. Ron and Hermione just looked back at him and laughed.
"Sorry, Harry…"
Professor Sinstra soon rose from her seat and lifted her hand. A hush fell over the hall. Ron turned to face Professor Sinstra, but couldn't take his eyes off Hermione. Ron smiled and looked finally at the Headmistress.
"Students, this ends another successful year…okay well not a year but a few days. Hopefully you all were able to relive your memories from the school, good…and bad. I'd like to send you off with good health and hopeful wishes," She was about to sit down but then got back up. "Oh yes, and as many of you here have heard, we have a new couple," Ron and Hermione stared at each other and smiled. "You probably know them by their constant bickering. But we all secretly kne they'd get together…"
"I wish they'd told me…" Ron whispered to Hermione who just giggled.
"and STILL they try to get away with talking when they know they shouldn't. Mr. Ronald Weasley and Miss. Hermione Granger are soon to wed. Congratulations!" A round of applause filled the room, there were a few, 'way to go Ron' and 'good for you Hermione' around the room. Hermione's face was turning nearly purple from blushing so much. Ron chuckled at her and took her hand in his. She responded with a small smile and squeezed his hand.
As Breakfast finished, Harry and Ron got started talking about Ginny. How she was doing, if she had a major boyfriend, If she wants to get out of the burrow. But Harry never said why he wanted to know all these things. Ron was very curious and asked him.
"Why do you want to know all these things? I mean, you're not going to tell me that you love her are you?" Ron laughed out loud and looked at Harry's face which had got quite sullen. Ron tilted his head to the side, when Harry smiled and laughed as well. "No of Course not…"
Authors Note:
Okay I'm gonna be a mean author and not post the last chapter of this story till I'm done with my Harry and Ginny. Not because I want to torture you…. Okay maybe a little, but because if I tell you what happens here then you'll already know what happens in my Harry/Ginny fic.
I know you're going to hit me with Author-bashing-mallets but I've decided.
Oh and I still have one more chapter till the last one.