Hermione sat in the bathroom for hours, crying. Downstairs in the living room, two Weasleys sat discussing the entire rendezvous from earlier that morning.

"Ron, what exactly happened?" Mr. Weasley asked as Mrs. Weasley walked into the room with a pot of tea and three cups.

"I dunno. We watched a movie last night, Harry and Ginny went to bed a little after the movie started, and when the movie ended, I was the only one awake and Hermione was asleep on my shoulder. So, I let her sleep and went to my room. I couldn't go to sleep, so I left my room to get something to eat and there was Hermione at my door. So, I asked her what was up and then she got all defensive and then we fought. She even accused me of cheating on her, of not loving her. Mum, why would she accuse me of that?" Ron ended his explanation as he took a sip of tea.

"I don't know, darling. Just give her time. She's probably just a little angry for her time in the ward and you not visiting her… or writing." His mother told him.

"Yeah, I got a bloody scolding from Hermione for that one." Ron scoffed.

"Ronald, language." Mrs. Weasley scolded.

"So, are you sure that's it, son? Is she on any medication or what?" Mr. Weasley added.

"Dad, she's not crazy… she's just… I dunno." At that moment, Ginny came running down the stairs.

"Ron! Hermione is locked up in the bathroom and she isn't answering when I try to talk to her through the door. I think something's wrong." Ginny half yelled.

Ron instantly jumped from his seat and ran up the stairs to the bathroom, meeting Harry at the door.

"Hermione!" Harry yelled. "Ron, I don't know if she's…"

"Move." Ron instructed his old friend.

"Ok…" Harry said as he moved from the door.

"Hermione?" Ron asked. "Hermione, it's me, Ron. Listen I'm sorry about this morning. But, I never cheated on you." Ron continued. "Baby, I love you… Hermione?" Ron asked again and her slowly opened the door.

"Hermione?" Ron looked around the bathroom until he found her sleeping in the bathtub.

Lifting her up and taking her to his room, he laid her down and left the room to join the others downstairs.

"Well?" Ginny asked. "Are we going to have to take her back to…?"

"No." Ron cut her off. "She fell asleep. Probably exhausted from crying so much today. Just let her rest."

"Where is she sleeping?" Mrs. Weasley piped in.

"My bedroom." Ron answered, simply.

"Ron, you know Hermione isn't going to be all too happy when she realizes where she's at." Ginny scolded.

"Yeah, Ron, you might want to take her to Ginny's room." Harry told him.

"Harry!" Ginny yelled. "Percy's old room would be better. It's nice and neat and Hermione would like to see the floor."

"Whatever." Ron said. "I'm going to let her sleep and when she wakes up, I'm going to have a civil conversation with her and take care of her like I should've all those years ago. And you guys aren't going to interfere. I need to get on better terms with her." Ron finished up as he left the room.

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Hermione woke to the smell of Axe Touch mixed with ginger and she immediately knew what room she was in. She was no longer in the bathroom like she had thought; she was in Ron's room. Taking the different scenery in, Hermione saw a figure walking about the room… in a towel.

"Ron?" Hermione asked, dazed from her recent state.

"Oh, hey, Mione. Listen, I'm sorry."

"You don't have to apologize, Ron."

"Yes, I do."

"No, you don't. I was completely out of line. I mean accusing you of all things horrible. I mean, really. I know you would never do that. I know you loved me. And I understand, now, why you couldn't visit or write. I get it, really I do. And I'm sorry I doubted you. Really, I am…" Hermione finished.

"Mione… I…"

"Hush." Hermione said as she walked up to Ron. "Listen, I haven't seen or heard from you in seven years. I need to know something…" Hermione continued, as she got closer. "Is that lake still in the back?" Hermione laughed as Ron's ears turned red from her being so close.

"Y-yeah." Ron answered.

"Ok, then. I'm going for a nice swim. I dare you to join me." Hermione smiled.

"So, you're just going to forget about it just like that huh?" Ron asked.

"Yup, I figured. You'd never do that and it was all a dream; a dream I had in the ward. Crazy, huh? Onto another subject, if you would like to join me, I'll be in the lake… after dinner around oh, say, midnight." Hermione said, leaving the room.

"You're a tease, Granger." Ron laughed.

"Why would you say that?" she yelled from down the hall.

"Just cause you are." Ron finished their conversation as Mrs. Weasley announced that dinner was ready.

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"Oh, Hermione, dear. Feeling better than this morning?" Mrs. Weasley asked as Hermione entered the dining room.

"Yes, actually, I am. I guess an actual sleep and good ole fight did the trick." Hermione half joked, taking her seat at the table.

"Mmm. Dinner smells delicious, Mum." Ron said as he entered the room after Hermione and took his seat, ready to dig in.

"Ronald Weasley, nothing changes, does it?" Hermione asked with glee in her eyes.

"What has gotten into you, Ms. Granger?" Ron asked.

"Nothing, I guess. It's just good… no great to be back. To be me again." Hermione laughed.

"So, you're seriously over it?" Ron questioned.

"Yes, I am. Like I already told you. So, when will we be going to the flat?" Hermione asked.

"Ok, then. And we'll be going back sometime later tonight, I suppose. I'll have to check with Harry and Ginny. They went over there a little bit ago to get the place nice and to get everything situated."

"Mhmm." Hermione half grunted, showing her acknowledgement.

"So, Mrs. Weasley, where exactly is everybody?" Hermione asked.

"Well, Arthur is at the office, he'll be joining us in a little bit. Fred and George are at the shop and Ronald told you where Ginny and Harry are."

"So, I take it, it's just the three of us."

"Yes, indeed."

"And the cat." Ron mentioned.

"Crookshanks! Where is my baby at?" Hermione asked excitedly as she took a bit of mashed potatoes.

"The flat."

"Oh, I see." Hermione said. "Mrs. Weasley, this is just lovely, as always."

"Thank you, darling. But, you've barely touched your food."

"I guess I have a lot on my mind."

"Do share." Ron butted in.

"Ronald…" Mrs. Weasley started.

"No, no. It's fine. Its just there's so much I need to do."

"Like?" Ron asked.

"Like, visiting my parents graves and going back to school. I need to go to college in order to get a good job. Sure, I have experience in Wizarding School. But, what if I get a muggle job?"

"Good point." Ron laughed, finishing up his dinner. "Hey, I'm going to the movie theater later. Want to join me, Mione?" Ron asked.

"Sure." Hermione answered, smiling a small smile.

"Well, that sounds like a lovely plan." Mrs. Weasley joined in. "I think you two should go on ahead. Don't worry about little, old me. While you're out, you two should get some food. Now, I don't want to hear any objections from you, Hermione. You haven't touched your dinner and I know by the time whatever movie you see is over, you will most likely be hungry. So go and have fun. I'll see you two kids later." Mrs. Weasley finished, smiling knowingly.

"Ok, ok. Mum. I get it. We'll get some food after that movie. Bye, Mum. Love you." Ron said ushering a confused Hermione out the door and to the car.