A/N: hey. here's the next chapter. please RR

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The next morning, Ron woke up to the bright golden rays of sunlight shining through the window draped with scarlet colored curtains. He got up and dressed before walking down into the common room to find Hermione sitting at a table finishing up some homework.

"Hey baby," he said, walking over to her. Hermione closed her books, packed up her quill and ink and walked past him and up into the girls' dormitory without saying a word or making any eye contact whatsoever.

"What's up with her?" Ron asked himself. He sat down on a couch and heard Harry walk down the stairs of the boys' dormitory.

"Oh, hi," Harry said bitterly realizing that Ron was the only other person in the common room.

"You!" Ron exclaimed, looking up and pointing an accusing finger at Harry. "It's all you!"

"What's all me? What'd I do?" Harry asked defensively.

"You know what you did and I'm gonna get you back for it!" Ron spat at him.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Harry replied honestly.

"You stole Hermione!" Ron screamed accusingly. Harry smiled.

"And how could I steal Hermione if I haven't talked to her since last night when we arrived?" he asked.

"I don't know, but you did. Why else would she ignore me like that?" Ron demanded.

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe she's ignoring you because you ignored her," Harry suggested. Ron lowered his finger in realization. "Exactly. Well, see you around then." Harry left the common room and Ron sat there alone wondering how he was going to repay her. Then it hit him like a bolt of lightning. He would have to work for something. Hard and long. There was a store that had a large selection of beautiful presents for girls and Ron knew that if he worked hard enough, he would be able to buy something for Hermione. The thing is, where would he work?

"Hagrid!" Ron suddenly exclaimed after thinking for a moment. "I can work for Hagrid until I raise enough money!" Ron ran out of the common room and down to Hagrid's place. He knocked on the door and awaited an answer. Suddenly, the brown wooden door opened, revealing a large man with a face full of black whiskers looking down on him.

"Good mornin' Ron!" Hagrid exclaimed cheerfully. "What can I do for ye?"

"Well, Hagrid, I was wondering if I could ask you a favor," Ron began.

"Well, o' course ye can! C'mon in," Hagrid replied, waving one large arm over Ron's head, gesturing for him to enter.

"Well, you see Hagrid, Hermione's pretty mad at me right now because I ignored her. So I was thinking, maybe if I worked for you and you gave me the money I need in return to buy a gift for Hermione, I could get her back," Ron explained.

"Sure, how much money ya reckon you'll need?" Hagrid asked.

"Well, a pretty great amount. What I wanna buy her is really expensive," Ron told him.

"Sure. I guess I can give ye a few chores. How's about you do what I was gonna do terday and I'll give ye all 'e money yer gonna need to buy 'er a gif'," Hagrid suggested.

"Sure. Sounds good," Ron agreed.

"Great! You can jus' take them there pumpkins 'round back an' leave 'em there. I'd really appreciate it if ye could also pull all them weeds out o' the garden in front as I'ma need that for new plants. An' I know Dumbledore said to stay out of the forest, but ye've gone in before an' been ok. So could ye go in an' kill a fresh slab o' meat for Fang? The I'll give you the money," Hagrid asked.

"Uh, sure. I can do that," Ron agreed hesitantly.

"Great. Go on an' get ter work then!" Hagrid said. Ron strolled confidently out of Hagrid's place and over to the pumpkin patch thinking this part will be easy. That is, until he saw the pumpkins. 'Why did I think of this?' he asked himself.

The pumpkins were each at least two times as high as him and three times as wide. There were about five or six pumpkins to be moved. Ron sighed as he got behind the first one and pushed with all his might, only moving it about an inch or so. He sighed, out of breath, and realized this was going to take much longer than he'd anticipated. After about three hours, the gigantic pumpkins were moved and Ron was drenched in sweat.

"Weeds," he sighed tiredly. Ron trudged over to the garden and grabbed a hold of a thick green stem and pulled with all he had left until the weed broke loose from the ground, throwing Ron backward onto the ground. He tossed the weed aside and looked down at his hands. They were already covered in blood. 'I can't stop now,' Ron thought and crawled back over to the weeds. He grabbed another one and caught one of his scratches on a thorn. He jumped back in shock and slight pain. Ron straightened up and tried again, despite the pain he was having to face. After about another two hours of pulling weeds, he was finally finished with that as well.

"The last thing . . . I need to do . . . is get a piece of meat for Fang," Ron sighed. He stumbled over to the front of Hagrid's shack and took a hold of the handle of the sword he was left with the kill the animal. Ron slowly trudged into the forest and searched for an animal. Hearing something moving in the bushes, he quietly hurried over and in one quick motion pushed the bush aside and jabbed the animal with the blade of the sword. Looking down, he saw the silver blade turned red and almost gagged when he picked up the remains of the animal.

"I'll take this to Hagrid and I'll be done," Ron said relieved. He ran as fast as he could over to the front door and walked inside, clutching the animal in his right hand and the bloody sword in his left.

"Well, it's about time ye gone done. I'da been done hours before now!" Hagrid exclaimed when the door opened and Ron walked in. Ron was too tired to protest and just handed over the animal.

"Thank ye Ron. Here's a sack o' money. Go buy 'er somethin' nice," Hagrid smiled, handing over a sack tied closed. Ron thanks him and left the shack, taking a different route, one that teachers wouldn't be able to see him use, to Hogsmeade. When he arrived he searched until he found the right shop.

"Well, this is it. Once I buy something from here, I'll put the rest of my plan into action," Ron said aloud. He walked into the store and searched until he found a ring that caught his eye. It was pure gold with twelve shimmering diamonds surrounding one chunk of white gold in the shape of a heart.

"Excuse me, I'd like to buy this ring please," Ron said to the clerk. After buying it, Ron made his way hurriedly back to Hagwarts where he was going to present Hermione with the ring.

When he entered the common room, he spotted Harry and Hermione sitting and talking to each other. They looked at him as he entered and walked over, sitting down next to Hermione.

"Hermione, I know you're not talking to me right now, but there's something I want to tell you," Ron started. "I know that you are very mad and hurt because of the way I acted toward you last night. You have every right to be. No matter how mad I get at anyone, I should never take it out on the person I love most. And that person is you. Hermione I love you with all my heart, and just to make sure you never forget that, I bought you this promise ring."

Hermione gasped when she saw it. "Ron, it's beautiful! How did you pay for something like that?"

"Don't worry about that. Please accept it," Ron said.

"Of course I will! Thank you so much Ron!" Hermione squealed as Ron slid the ring down her finger and it shone beautifully under the golden lights.

"I love you Hermione," Ron told her, looking deep into her soulful brown eyes.

"I love you too, Ron," Hermione replied as she looked into his eyes as well. Their faces were gradually getting closer together until they finally met at the lips and fell into a passionate kiss right there in the middle of the common room. Everything seemed to disappear until they heard the portrait close and they broke the kiss. Looking at the chair across from her, Hermione realized that Harry was gone.

A/N: well? did you like it? please RR. i'll post more tomorrow!