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A teardrop is insignificant in a pool of water, but it can touch the soul as it runs down someone's face.

Anonymous.

The moment Ginny entered the kitchen the animosity was there. Megan and Ginny glared at each other with such loathing that it made everyone else uncomfortable. Ginny sat beside Hermione and leaned into her. She whispered something and Hermione shook her head. Ginny seemed to beg and Hermione again shook her head decidedly. Ginny made one last attempt and Hermione caved in. She pulled something out of her pocket and both girls put their hands under the table. Everyone noticed Hermione mumble something and the underbelly of the table lit up. Ginny smiled and pulled out her hand. Ron, Cadin, Harry, Mr. Granger and Mr. Weasley spit out their food. Megan shrieked and Mrs. Granger and Mrs. Weasley gasped.

"Ginerva Molly Weasley! Who's hair is that!" Ginny waved the burning chunk in front of Megan, smirking maliciously. She got up and blew out the flames. Tossing the smoking hair onto Megan's plate, her face was no longer smiling, but a threatening glare.

"The next time you decide to try to shack up with Harry remember that I'll kick your ass." With that she turned and left. Ron couldn't hold it anymore. He burst out laughing, Harry and Cadin joining him. Molly put down the pan she was holding and followed her daughter up the stairs.

"She's in trouble isn't she dad?" Ron asked, gasping for air. Mr. Weasley nodded, frowning.

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Hermione closed her eyes and allowed the water to flow over her. She had opted not to go to Diagon Ally with the rest. She didn't want to go under the torture of facing Ron's brothers. She reached out and grabbed a bottle. Looking at the label she shrugged and poured the shampoo on her head. It smelled like cinnamon. She smiled and rubbed her head. Just then the door burst open and someone came in. She whirled around and pulled the curtain back slightly.

"RONALD BILIUS WEASLEY! GET OUT!" Ron's eyes bulged as he halted, his legs crossing.

"I need to use the bathroom."

"WELL USE ANOTHER ONE!" Ron shook his head and flipped open the lid of the toilet. Hermione glared at him.

"Don't you dare!" He smirked.

"Then shut the curtain." She scowled and pulled the curtain back into place. She put her head under the water, closed her eyes and tried to ignore the sound of Ron relieving himself. It seemed to be a while but she heard the water run and the faucet turn on. When it turned off she sighed.

"Uh oh…" She frowned and pulled the curtain back again.

"What?" Ron turned to her.

"The door's jammed." She glared at him.

"You just had to slam the door didn't you." She poked her arm out. "Hand me my clothes!" Ron looked around and smiled. Picking up her things he waved them in front of her.

"These?" She glared at him.

"Yes those you idiot! GIVE THEM TO ME!" she shrieked. Closing his eyes he tossed her the clothes. Turning off the shower, Hermione got dressed and stepped out of the shower. Pushing past him she tugged on the door. She turned on him.

"It's stuck…"

"That's what I told you." Glaring at him she paced the bathroom like a caged animal.

"What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed be at Diagon Ally?" He cocked an eyebrow.

"Aren't you?" She chose to ignore him. She really didn't want to be here with him. Those dreams were still coming and she still shied away from him whenever he was around. Ron closed the toilet seat and sat down, watching her closely.

"You ok?" She rounded on her.

"Do I look ok?" Ron shook his head, raising his hands in defense.

"Wow! I didn't mean to get you angry." She closed her eyes and turned her back to him.

"I don't want to get in a fight."

"Neither do I 'Mione." She bit her lip.

"Why do you call me that?" He shrugged smiling.

"Because I feel like it." She turned around, her eyes searching his. Her hair was still sticking to her face.

"You…never mind." Ron observed her for a moment before asking her what had been on his mind for a while.

"'Mione?"

"What?"

"Why… why are you avoiding me?" She turned to him.

"I'm not avoiding you." Ron rolled his eyes and stood up.

"I'm not an idiot you know. I do notice things." Hermione regarded him carefully for a while. She seemed to want to tell him something and then she shook her head and looked away.

"There are things I just don't want to tell you..." He just stared at her.

"Hermione-"

"What is so hard?" Ron was confused.

"What?" She glared at him.

"Why can't you just say it?" Ron's face dawned with realization. He shifted uncomfortably.

"Hermione I think..." She walked over, looking up at him.

"You always told me not to think... Now I'm telling you..." She placed her hand on his chest. "Stop thinking. Tell me what you feel..." Ron gazed at her, mixed feelings in his eyes. Hermione could tell he wanted to say something, but saw that something was holding him back. She took his face in her hands, pleading with her eyes.

"Ron…please…" He opened his mouth to say something.

"Ron! Hermione! Where are you?" Ron hesitated. Hermione could see the fear in his eyes and knew he wanted to bolt. He looked into her eyes and then pulled away to the door. Hermione closed her eyes, willing herself not to cry.

"Yeah, we're in here!" he called. Hermione turned around, her eyes begging him to say something.

"What are you two doing in there?" Harry's voice came through the door. Ron caught Hermione's gaze and held it for a moment. He then looked away, shaking his head.

"The door's stuck. We don't have our wands."

"Just wait." There was silence for a minute and then more voices came to the door.

"Ronniekens! Hermione! Are you two lovebirds in there?" Ron stiffened.

"Just get us out."

"Ok. Ok." Ron stepped back and watched as the door glowed for a moment and then heard the door squeak open. Standing there was Fred, George, Ginny, Harry and Cadin. They were all smiling until they saw the looks on the occupants on the inside of the bathroom. Hermione's eyes were brimming with tears as she pushed her way past the crowd. Fred and George smirked.

"What you do Ron?" Ron gave them a drop-dead look.

"Screw you." he muttered as he pushed past them, leaving them all confused.

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"Hermione?" She looked up and smiled weakly.

"Hey Cadin." He frowned as he sat down beside her on her bed.

"You ok?" She took his hand.

"Don't worry about me."

"Did Ron say something?" Hermione looked away from him.

"Ron doesn't matter… He just got on my nerves that's all." Cadin smiled and pulled her to him.

"As long as your ok." She forced herself to smile. Leaning in she pecked him on the lips.

"I'm fine."

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Hermione woke up screaming again. She looked around. Ginny was still sleeping. She took out her wand and removed the spell. Getting out of bed she padded out the door and down the stairs. Walking out of the back door she took a deep breath. Every time she woke up she was in pain.

"Hello Hermione." Hermione whirled around.

"Oh! Mom!" The woman smiled.

"Are you ok?" She was going to say fine but found that she couldn't.

"No… I'm not ok…"

"Ron?" She smiled.

"You know me to well, mum." Her mother took her hand and led her to the bench.

"We haven't had much time to spend together since we got here have we?" Hermione shook her head. Mrs. Granger had a concerned look on her face.

"I've always worried about you." Hermione turned to her mother.

"Why?" Her mother smiled and ran her hand through Hermione's hair.

"You're my only child. Ever since I found out about this whole business with Voldemort I've always wondered if leaving you in the hands of those two boys was the right thing." Hermione grabbed her mother's hands.

"Harry and Ron would never let anything happen to me. They would never hurt me."

"Then what is Ron doing to you?" Hermione was taken back. Her eyes started to blur and before she knew it tears were pouring out.

"I… I don't know…mum…" Her mother pulled her into a hug and Hermione clung to her, sobbing. They stayed like that for a few minutes until Hermione calmed down. She pulled away from her mother and wiped her eyes. Mrs. Granger gazed upon her daughter with sad eyes.

"Hermione… I hate to see you like this." Hermione looked up to her mother.

"Mum… I love him…" Mrs. Granger took her daughter's face in her hands.

"But does he love you, Hermione?" Hermione tore away from her mother's gaze.

"I don't know…" She took a deep breath. "Sometimes I think that he does…"

"But is that enough? Is it enough to think he does when you don't know for sure?" Hermione looked up to her mother. Her eyes were puffy from crying.

"I don't know… I don't know anything anymore." Mrs. Granger wiped away her tears and looked her over.

"What happened to that brave little girl who used to know everything?" Hermione looked over to the rising sun.

"She disappeared along with the broken pieces of her heart…"

"Hermione… you need to ask him. You need to ask him." Hermione turned to her mother.

"I know…"

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Hermione knocked on the door.

"Come in." Hermione opened the door and came in. Ron turned and then stiffened. Harry smiled.

"Hey Hermione." She shifted uncomfortably.

"Ron… can I talk to you?" She looked over to Harry uncertainly. "Alone." Ron looked at her and then shrugged. Harry got up and left, knowing his place. Hermione walked closer to him.

"Ron…" Ron backed away from her. Hermione could feel the tears threatening come out.

"What do you want Hermione?" Hermione stood up to her full height.

"Ron… I need to ask you something?" Ron looked over to her.

"Well?" She gave him a sad look.

"Do you love me?" Ron straightened and stared at her.

"What?" She looked away from him.

"You heard me." She looked up at him. "Do you love me?" Ron looked at her and then away, trying to focus on something else, anything else but her.

"Hermione…" Hermione grabbed his arm.

"Just answer the question." Ron's eyes gave away everything. Hermione could see the fear. She could see something else. He seemed to want to say something and then he pulled away from her.

"Hermione, I have to go." Her eyes clouded.

"You can't keep pushing me out of the way." Ron turned back to her.

"Then stay out of my way…" She tried one more time. She reached out and pulled him to her. Their lips connected. Hermione felt his grip on her tighten as their lips moved against each other, trying to get something that had been forgotten. She could feel him struggle with himself and knew that he was losing. Ron suddenly pulled away shaking his head. He began to back up.

"Ron." Ron closed his eyes, trying to drone out her voice. The tears started to fall. "Ron please…" When he finally looked at her, the fear was gone. Anger remained.

"Stay out of my way Hermione." Hermione shook her head.

"Don't do this, Ron," she begged. Ron turned away from her and placed his hand on the door handle. He paused, his eyes fixed on the handle.

"Stay out of my way." He closed the door quietly behind him. With that, Hermione broke down, her legs collapsing beneath her and tears flowing without any sign of stopping.

A/N: I know it took a long time but it was worth it.

Drama-Queen93 aka Lovin-Lon...: I love Ginny. She's so spunky!

GTKari-123: I love it too!

connieewing: Well, let's hope that after all this time those pillows are still there.

Coco: You come up with everything! Oh, I read your story! It was really good. I was so amazed by the way you got Draco to turn into a complete pansy. Oh and the part when Ron was trying to teach Hermione how to use the levitating charm! I was laughing the whole time! Really good!

IamHermioneGranger: Thank you very much. I really like the parts with Ginny.

RonandMione4Ever: Here you go! Hope you like it!

For your amusement I will do a Chappie tease.

"How could you Ron?"

"Piss off Ginny."

"Is that what you told her?" Ron whirled around.

"What does it matter?" She looked at him disbelievingly.

"I can't believe you! She loves you and all you can do is ask what it matters? She's in her room crying! She hasn't stopped crying since yesterday." Ginny shook her head. "I never knew someone could cry so much." Ron paced like a dangerous animal.

"I never meant to hurt her..." Ginny got up from the bed and touched his arm.

"Ron... what's holding you back? She loves you and we all know you love her. Why can't you tell her that?" Ron shook his head.

"I... I just can't... you wouldn't understand..."