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Hermione didn't know what was going on. Jessica was here with Ron. Hermione hadn't seen Ron in over eleven years, but yet here he was kissing her full on the lips. And he had said he loved her.

After all this time, could he really still love her? Hermione didn't care, right that minute she just wanted to hold him. She gave up thinking about everything, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back with every ounce of passion she had. She opened one eye and saw Jessica going into her room smiling.

After another minute or so, she and Ron broke apart, desperate for air. Hermione ran her hands over his face, smiling to see that he still looked like the same old Ron. He had the same blue eyes, the same red hair, and he was still in great shape, probably from still playing Quidditch.

Ron felt Hermione looking him over while he did the same to her. She was the same Hermione he remembered. She of course, was still shorter than him, but she still had the same deep brown eyes she had always had. He could tell her hair was less bushy and mostly just curls now, even though it was pulled back. She also looked like she was a really fit. She had always been skinny, but now she looked really toned. He broke the silence by asking, "Have you been working out?"

Hermione scowled but couldn't help but laugh. "Ronald Weasley, this is the first time I've seen you in years, you found out that we have a daughter together and all you can do is ask if I've been working out?"

Ron went red in his ears. "Sorry, I don't know, I guess I just wanted to say something." Hermione's face got serious. "Well, if you want to say something, you can tell me what is going on."

Ron took a deep breath. "Hermione, I'm not the one who needs to be explaining right now. I have a daughter that I never knew about until tonight! How on earth could you hide that from me? Tell me why! Wait, she is my daughter… right?"

Hermione turned her face away from him and took her arms away from his neck. "Of course she's your daughter. Didn't you see her hair?"

Ron nodded. "Yeah, I saw her hair. That's the first thing I saw actually, you know, when they called her name."

Hermione looked at him strangely. "What? Do you mean you were at Hogwarts? What were you doing there?"

"I'm a professor now. I teach Transfiguration. Harry and Ginny are there too. They're married now and have a kid."

Hermione didn't know which emotion she felt more of at the moment, happiness or anger. She was thrilled to hear about Harry and Ginny and their child, but she was furious too. Furious at McGonagall for never saying a word to her about this, but the more she thought about it, what could she have done if she had known? That didn't matter though; she should have been told anyway.

"What? You're a professor and Minerva didn't even tell me? She didn't tell me!" Hermione yelled.

Now Ron's anger came to the surface. "How long has McGonagall has known about this! That you've been in contact? Who else then? Is this all just some big joke on me, or what?"

"Ron! Do you honestly think that I would tell everyone but you? It's me remember? Hermione Granger, the smartest witch in her year! I have more sense than to do something like that and you know it! You know I love you, I wouldn't do something like that!"

Ron's face turned from anger to sadness. "You loved me, huh? Well, I would imagine you would have told me if you had really loved me enough." He turned to leave, but Hermione jerked him back around with considerable force. "Good god Hermione, you have been working out," he said, rubbing his arm.

He looked at Hermione and saw tears spilling down her cheeks. "Ron, don't you dare tell me I don't love you. I didn't tell you about her because I loved you enough not to ruin everything for you. I don't care what you think about me, but don't you ever say that to me again. Now if you want to leave, the door is right there."

Hermione went and sat on her couch with her back to him. She wanted to hear the door close before she started sobbing. She heard the door open, then after what seemed like an eternity, it closed. As soon as it did, Hermione's tears came out in buckets. She hoped that Jess was asleep by now, and she was sure she was. She was always dead asleep way before now, so she had probably gone to sleep as soon as she had gotten to her room.

Hermione hugged her knees to her chest, slowly rocking back and forth and she could feel her tears soaking through her blue jeans. She almost jumped out of her skin when she felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her. "R-Ron, you're s-still here?" she asked between sobs.

Ron nodded. "I can't leave you like this. I can't leave you ever again." Ron pulled her closer to him and she began to cry into his shirt. Eventually, Hermione's sobs subsided and she wiped her eyes. She looked up at Ron and gave him a small smile.

Ron looked at her and wiped the rest of the tears from her cheeks. "Okay, now I want you to tell me why you left."

"Oh Ron, it was so many things. I wanted to tell you, but that would have been so selfish of me. It would have ruined everything you had waiting for you. I know you would have put everything aside for me and Jessica and I couldn't let you do that, so I just thought it would be best to leave."

Ron seemed to be thinking hard about this. "Hermione, you're right, I would have put you and Jessica first, but that wouldn't have messed up my life, it would have made it better. I would have never wanted you to leave."

"Well, I don't know Ron… I just couldn't let myself get in your way. But I suppose there's nothing we can do about it now."

They sat together on the couch for a while, then Ron asked, "So what now?"

Hermione looked up at him. "What do you mean?"

Ron swallowed nervously. "Well, now that I found out about Jessica, and I found you again… what now? I mean, do you want me to be a part of her life outside of school? And what about you and me? Are we back together, or are we just friends, or do you never want to see me again?"

Hermione reached up and kissed him softly on the lips. "I want you back in my life and I want you in her life too."

Ron still had his old lopsided grin. He sat there looking at Hermione, grinning like an idiot for the longest time, until she started blushing furiously. "Okay Ron, you can stop staring at me now. Hey, do you want to see pictures of Jess? You know, as she was growing up and all."

Ron said he would love to and Hermione went to the bookshelf and pulled out four large photo albums. She opened the first one and it showed Hermione and Tonks setting up the apartment. The next pages showed several pictures of Hermione, Tonks, Remus, Hagrid and McGonagall doing things around the apartment and Diagon Alley, mostly getting prepared for the baby.

Next there were pictures of Hermione in the Leaky Cauldron. She was smiling to all of the faces she was beginning to recognize. Some were of her and Tom waving at the camera, and some had Hermione and Sam, the cook playing around in the kitchen.

As the pictures went on, Hermione's stomach started showing more and more, until finally it showed Hermione sitting in a chair in the middle of the Leaky Cauldron breathing fast. Everyone around her was going insane. Ron thought the picture was quite funny.

The next few pages were filled with pictures of Jessica and Hermione on the day she was born. Then the pictures showed Hermione getting Jessica home for the first time. The rest of the books showed mostly Jessica and Hermione, some had others such as Tom and Sam or McGonagall, Remus, Tonks or Hagrid. Ron beamed with pride when he saw the pictures of Jessica riding her broom with her Chudley Cannons jersey.

Hermione and Ron finished looking at the photo albums and Hermione put them back on the shelf. Ron was smiling as he watched her. When she sat back down, he put his arm around her. "Hermione, we have the most beautiful daughter in the entire world, you know that?"

Hermione nodded. "Yeah we do."

"Hermione, how do you love someone so much even if you don't really know them?"

Hermione laughed. "That's exactly what I thought the day she was born. I remember getting this overwhelming feeling that I had never met anyone more perfect in my life."

Ron nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah! That's exactly what I mean! I just know that she is perfect. So are you, by the way."

Hermione kissed him on the cheek. "You're just being nice." She looked at the clock on the wall and saw it was well past four in the morning.

"Oh wow, look how long we've been talking Ron. We should get some sleep you know." Hermione said, fighting off a yawn. They stood up and walked away from the couch. Ron looked at Hermione lovingly and then kissed her. When they both need air, they broke the kiss and Ron said, "I should probably get back to the school now." Hermione shook her head. "Oh, I don't think so!" She pulled him into her room and they shut the door.