A/N: The chapter explains everything in one take! Sorry that this chapters seems a little too short, but I promise you that next chapter will be longer! I'm pretty sure we only need 2 or 1 more chapter chapter(s) to go and we're off to OotP! Thanks to heronlove, ScarletProphecy14, loverhr and Orange Chicken for your amusing reviews!

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Warning: Obvious swearing!

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Chapter 34 ~ The Lies of Miss Granger

Ron was at the Astronomy Tower. He was there along with Harry who had just gotten out of the Hospital Wing. By his side was Hermione who was looking out into the sunset.

"I must say, this was a very eventful year," Hermione started out.

"Well, I guess these things happen for a reason. I mean, that's what the miggles keep on saying when something bad or good happens," Ron shrugged. Hermione smiled up at him, making Ron's ears heat up.

"Well, I'll be right back," Harry said to them. "I gotta go to the loo."

Ron bit his tongue to try not to laugh. Hermione looked to see him holding back a laugh, and she glared at him. Once Harry was gone, that left the two love birds, Ron and Hermione.

"Hermione," Ron turned to her, catching her full attention. "I - I've gotta tell you something-"

"Same for me," she exclaimed suddenly.

"Uh, you go ahead."

"It's about You-Know-Who," Ron whispered to her. He could see the her shiver a bit. "He - he came to me in my dream two days ago."

Hermione's eyes widened in shock. "What - what did you say to you?"

Ron closed his eyes tightly and breathed out. He clenched and unclenched his fist. "You-Know-Who came to me a dream.."

It took a bit for Hermione's reply, but she eventually formed coherent words, "But why though?"

"Hermione," Ron said in a low whisper, as he looked out at the mix of cool colors and warm colors in the sunset of the summer skies. "He wants me to be a Death Eater.."

Hermione's eyes widened and her brows lowered a bit. Her mouth was slightly agape, showing off her straightened out teeth. "You didn't accept it did y-"

"Why the bloody hell would I accept that prat's offer?" he suddenly spat at her. Her lips pursed tightly together, and she blushed in embarrassment.

"So," Ron still had that bone chilling tone on place. "What was it you wanted to tell me?"

Hermione looked up at him with scared chocolate brown eyes. Then, her eyes wandered back to her shoes. All of a sudden, tears started to stream down her face. She covered her face from him, as her sobs echoed throughout the empty room. Ron's perplexed and concern crystal blue eyes widened slightly. He went up to her and hugged her around the waist. Hermione snuggled her face against his hard broad muscular chest; she inhaled his scent of parchment paper, sweat and his shampoo.

"I'm s-so sorry," she sobbed out. "I'm sorry!"

"Hermione," he said in a soft whisper to her. "What are you apologizing for?"

Ron looked down at her and quietly sighed out. He took a good look of the most strongest and smartest witch he had ever encountered. He held her closer to her, never wanting to ever let go of her.

"R-Ron," Hermione whispered to him. "Please don't be m-mad.."

"It depends on what you're apologizing for, but I'll try," Ron replied. "For you."

Hermione sniffed and slowly looked up at him. Chocolate and crystal blue eyes met in mere seconds. Ron lightly swept away the misplaced bangs that covered her beautiful angel like face.

"I'm a liar."

"What?"

"I've lied."

They stood there in silence for what seemed like an eternity. Ron's left brow arched up in perplexion. The more they stayed silent in each other's arms, the more tepid they felt.

Hermione repeated once more, "I've lied."

"About what?" Ron's voice slightly cracked.

She took a deep breath, and felt a few tears slowly running down her pale cheeks. "I lied to you that Viktor was really a good guy."

"I bloody knew it," he said darkly. Then he exploded at her, "WHY WOULD YOU DEFEND THAT BLOODY BULGARIAN BASTARD!"

"I HAD TO PROTECT YOU AND HARRY," she fired back suddenly. "EVEN MY PARENTS!"

"Why didn't you tell us earlier?" he said through gritted teeth.

Hot angry and sad tears fell from her face. "He threatened to kill my parents! You remember that my parents saw Death Eaters around the neighborhood, well yea! That was all Viktor's work!"

"But why would he threaten you?" He retorted. "So you could helpless see me suffer? Is that what you want? To see me suffer under the hands of Vicky?"

"No!" she yelled back. "Remember when you came in to see Viktor and I together in the Gryffindor's Common room?"

He nodded for her to continue.

"I caught him talking about his plans with Karkaroff, and it involved you," Hermione avoided all eye contact with him.

"What was is about?" he eyed her suspiciously.

"He wants to inject you with the improved version of Liquid Lunar so you could - could - kill me.." Hermione whimpered. "If I were to tell you all of this, my parents would've died and you could've gone on a rampage by now!"

Ron wasn't sure if he should be angry or sympathetic about the whole thing. She had lied to him! Though, she did it for everyone's safety. He knew in that moment, she would always place everything in before herself.

"But wait," said the boy with flaming red-orange hair. "How can we knew if he didn't hear you confessing or not?"

"Glad you azked, Vonald," said a man in the now dim lighted room. Ron swiftly turned around and instinctively blocked Hermione from the mysterious man.

"My oh my," he stepped forward to reveal himself to the both of them. It was none other than, Viktor Krum with an evil smirk crept along his pale face. His dark brown eyes glistened with maliciousness at the sight of the werewolf and his mate. "You've been a very naughty girl, Herm-own-ninny. I'm truly azhamed that you told Von about my plans."

"Stay away from her!" Ron growled menacingly to Viktor.

"But your mate eez very pretty," Viktor said. "Mind ev I take 'er?"

Ron choked out a roar from his chest, making Viktor laugh maniacally.

"I'll ve takin' Herm-own-nonny vith me now!" Viktor quickly took out a dart shooter from the back; he swiftly aimed the dart at straight at Ron's chest. Ron fell on the ground, making Hermione gasped in shock. She kneeled next to him and cried his name over and over again in desperation.

"Her-Hermione," Ron managed to say with the remaining energy he had within him.

"Ron," a single tear fell from her delicate face. She cupped her cold left palm on Ron's tepid cheek."I'm sorry, my lo-"

Suddenly, they were whisked away into the hot summer air.

"Ugh, that was a good shit," Harry mumbled to himself, as he casually walked up the spiraling marble stairs that led up to the Astronomy Tower. He yawned out to arrive into a room of silence, but the slight breeze of the summer air.

"Ron! Hermione!" he called out excitedly to continue their conversation to only realize that they disappeared suddenly. "Ron? Hermione?"

He went over to where they stood to see an unused dart with it's contents of the portion known as Sleeping Draught in the mini glass contain within the well designed dart. In little marks, it read, V.K.

Viktor, Harry thought to himself.

Then, panic started to settle in the boy with genuine black messy hair. He ran to Dumbledore's office in a rush.

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