Last Happiness Chapter Three – Won Won's Mistake

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"Hi," Ron grinned as Harry sat down.

"Hi," Harry replied.

"Oh, hello, Harry dear," Mrs Weasley gasped, bustling over. She was very pink in the face from dancing. She cast a worried glance at Hermione and asked Ron "Is she alright?"

Ron laughed.

"Yeah, she's just fallen asleep on me," he told her, "I can't bear to move her, she just looks so funny."

Hermione muttered something that sounded suspiciously like 'Won-Won' and shifted slightly.

Mrs Weasley and Ron both chuckled.

"Well, I'll leave you three to it," she smiled, as Charlie began another song, "See you later!"

"Bye Mrs Weasley," Harry said, watching her hurry off. He turned back to Ron, who was looking down at Hermione with a very strange expression on his face. The only other time Harry had seen it was when Hermione had told Ron she was going to bring him to Slughorn's Christmas party.

"Ron?" Harry asked softly.

Ron started and looked up at Harry.

"I wasn't doing anything," he lied quickly.

"You like her, don't you?"

Ron sighed.

"Yeah. I suppose so."

"More than Lavender?"

(Quick AN here: This proves how stupid Harry can be!)

Ron stared at Harry, looking shocked.

"Harry, mate, I never liked Lavender! I thought it was obvious I just went out with her to make Hermione jealous!"

"Well - yeah, it was, I knew that," Harry agreed, "But then - that was a bit stupid, wasn't it? I mean, you'll never be able to look each other in the eye again now and it's all for nothing!"

"Harry, she's fancied me since third year!" Ron retorted, "Ever since Trelawney told her to 'Beware a red-headed man'! She was the most convenient at the time, and there'd been loads of signs throughout the last few years, so -" He gestured hopelessly.

"You are an idiot, aren't you?" Harry laughed.

Ron didn't laugh. Harry presumed he was thinking about something, so he turned away to look around the hall. It was now very busy and there was a buffet table at the other side.

"Loads turned up for the party, haven't they?" he said, watching Mrs Weasley greeting a couple and their daughter,"Mate? Ron?"

Harry turned back around. Ron had turned slightly green, and for a moment seemed unable to move. But then he put a hand on Hermione's shoulders, and shook her hard.

"Hermione," he muttered, "You'd better get off me."

Harry followed Ron's eyes. He gasped and immediately started shaking Hermione too.

Lavender Brown had just walked in, and she had noticed Ron.

"Wha-?" Hermione groaned, her eyes half open, rolling over, "Mmmm ... earthquake ..." She snuggled up against Ron.

Lavender reached them.

"So, Weasley, seems you're having an OK time without me," she said shrilly, glaring at Hermione, "What are you doing here?"

"Err - well-" Ron forced tones of mock concentration, "Bill's got the same surname as me - could that possibly mean I'm closely related to him? Say, he's my brother?"

Lavender shrieked.

"You're joking - no, it - can't be -" she moaned, sinking next to Harry," Oooh ... Fleur's my Mum's sister's daughter's cousin's aunt's grandmother's niece's second-cousin! Oh, no, this is so mortifying!"

"Yes, it makes us practically brother and sister, doesn't it?" Ron said, rolling his eyes.

"No it doesn't."

Hermione was awake, and had missed the sarcasm.

"Ah. Granger. Using my ex as a bed, I see. At least I saw him as a human."

"Just go before yo - yo - y-y-y-y-y - you stink up the place." She yawned.

Lavender snorted and flounced off.

"Thanks, Hermione," Ron sighed.

"No problem, bunny," Hermione yawned, leaning against Ron again. In no time, she was asleep.

"Did you hear that?" Harry whispered, "She called you 'bunny'."

"Yeah, but she was still half asleep," Ron replied sadly. He rested his head on top of Hermione's and slowly dozed off.

Ginny came over just as Ron was properly asleep.

"Harry, Mum says we have to go when this song's finished, says you'll have an early start tomorrow when you -" she swallowed, "When you go."

She spotted Ron and Hermione and sniggered.

"Well then, as they're having sweet dreams about each other, do you want to go outside?" she asked.

"Oh! Alright, then," Harry agreed, and together they exited the hall.

AN OK, the night is nearly over! More Ron and Hermione fluffystuff in the next chapter, which will probably be the last li'l shorty. Yeah, it will be pure fluff, so brush your teeth really well afterwads, OK? As always, please ... all together now ... R & R! Thank you!