Disclaimer: I do not own any of these charming and entrancing characters, but I do own the romantic interludes they will be put through.

Chapter 8

Breakfast
Ron and Hermione sat next to each other at the table. They were holding hands and couldn't keep their eyes off each other. Harry burned with jealousy. I wish Gin and I could be together like that. Damn Voldemort!

All throughout the meal the couple couldn't keep their affection to themselves.

"Pass the sausage, love."

"Here you are, sweetie."

"Well, now what's this about?" Mrs. Weasley asked. Hermione blushed.

"Ron and I are...together now," she replied softly.

"About time," Mister Weasley said.

"Good for you two! What about you, Harry? Are you looking for a girlfriend?"

Harry choked on his bacon, and unable to respond, shook his head. "No - time...Volde - mort," he finally coughed out. Mrs. Weasley looked disappointed.

"You shouldn't let evil stand in the way of love, dear. And where's Ginny?"

Ron's Bedroom
After locking and soundproofing the room, Ron and Hermione made slow and delicious love. Stroking her fingers lovingly down his bare chest, she looked into his eyes and asked him a question she'd been dying to have answered.

"Ron? Am I - am I your first?"

He hesitated. "Yes," he admitted. "Am I yours?"

Hermione tore her eyes from his gaze, ashamed.

Ron's ears and neck grew red from rage. "There was someone else?" he yelled. "Who? How could you do this to me? It was probably your precious Vicky, wasn't it?"

Hermione started crying. "I'm so sorry! I should've waited, but I've loved you so long, and I thought you'd never love me back."

"Well, now it seems you're right. How could I love someone who's been...tarnished?"

Hermione quickly wrapped herself in a sheet and ran out of the room, hysterical.

Ginny and Hermione's Room
Hermione ran into the room and tripped over Ginny, who also was crying.

"I...hate...boys," Ginny sputtered out between the tears, but noticed Hermione's attire. "Oh sh- Hermione, what happened?"

Hermione couldn't even find the words to begin. She just wrapped herself around her friend and let the emotion fall.

"We'l get them, Hermione. We'll get them back."

Please R&R! Thanks for reviewing. You all are what keeps me writing! Sorry it's short but I have little time. I'll update more tomorrow, I promise. Yes, Ron's an idiot and doesn't know when to keep his big mouth shut. He doesn't know what he's got until it's gone, and he'll definitely be getting some much deserved "punishment" for doing this to Hermione, the insensitive clod.