Once again Harry Potter does not belong to me and is the sole property of J.K Rowling. Thank you to everyone who reviewed the first chapter and I am glad that you liked it. Now here's chapter 2 for you.

Chapter 2- Invitations and outings

Ron woke up on Saturday morning after a restless night tossing and turning. He had been dreaming of Hermione again. Just at that moment there was a slight knock on the door.

"Come in" answered Ron

Tom opened the door and came in with his usual breakfast tray for Ron. It was if that man could tell when he was going to be getting up but it was good none the less.

"Oh! Ron an owl arrived for you this morning. It came with this letter." Said Tom, handing the letter over to Ron, who was sitting up in bed feeling pretty dazed.

And with that Tom set down the tray on the on the small bedside unit and left Ron sitting up in his bed, examining the letter he had just received.

Once Tom had left, Ron ripped open the envelope and took out the folded letter inside of it. It read;

Ron,

Bill is in town and I want you to come for dinner with the family. I think that Hermione might be coming, without Viktor. It might give you a chance to catch up.

Love

Your Mother

P.S. Send me back an owl if you are so I know if I have to put dinner out for you.

Ron suddenly got out of bed to take a shower and get dressed. He really wanted to see Hermione. But before he done all of that he quickly went over to the cage containing his own owl and opened the door. He took a piece of parchment and hastily wrote:

Dear Mum,

Leave out some dinner for me. I will be there around by the Burrow at around 3 o'clock.

Ron

He didn't know what else to write. What he really wanted to ask was if Hermione was really coming without Viktor. His mother could sense that he didn't like Viktor. So she constantly lied to him about him coming to the Burrow or not, just to make Ron come also. But he didn't write his question, so quickly folded up the piece of parchment and tied it to the owl's leg. And as the owl flew out the window, he watched it thinking that maybe he should have asked the question, but nether the less he closed the window and made his way to the bathroom.

He wanted to make himself look neat as he didn't want his mum nagging at him again and he wanted to make a good impression in front of Hermione. All of his time at school, he had concentrated in making a good impression in front of Hermione. He always strived to be perfect in front of Hermione because she was perfect in every way. But however hard he tried he always had loser written all over him.

Although, a lot of time had passed since school and both of them had changed a lot. Ron had grown up emotionally and physically since Hogwarts. He now was a lot more handsome. He had a lot less freckles. He looked more like Bill now, who was considered one of the most handsome out of the Weasley brothers. He could certainly give him a run for his money. And it was not as if he wasn't ignored by other women, it was just that he found he didn't want anyone but Hermione.

Hermione had defiantly grown beautiful. It was not as if he didn't find her beautiful before, it was just that now other men had noticed how beautiful she was. But he knew that he was the one that could only see her true beauty. He was the only one that knew Hermione for who she was. She had to still be that know-it-all which he constantly portrayed he hated when he secretly loved. He loved to argue with her as every argument always brought to them to the brink of saying something apart from words of hate. But it never had come. Had he missed his chance? Ron shuddered at that thought. The thought that he may have lost the chance to tell Hermione how he really felt about her. And then it came to him there and then. He vowed to himself that he would tell Hermione how he felt even though she did not feel the same way in return. At least if so he would finally get them repressed feelings off his chest and into the open. No more was he going to suffer for a woman who probably didn't feel the same way as him. "No More" Ron said as he stood at the sink looking at his reflection in the mirror.

Just then there was another knock on his door. Ron quickly put on his dressing grown and went to answer it. It seemed strange. He didn't think it was Tom as he would have just came on in. When he answered the door he saw a man standing there. He wad messy black hair, emerald green eyes, black round glasses and of course his legendary scar.

"Alright Ron!" said Harry Potter, as he stood at the doorway grinning.

"Hi Harry, come on in! I was just getting dressed" Ron said as he made his way to the bathroom again.

Ron quickly threw on his clothes and made it out to Harry again in a couple of minutes.

"So are you going to the Burrow today for dinner? Ginny getting a bit over excited about It." said Harry.

"Why?" Asked Ron, quite puzzled at his sisters behaviour.

"Well, you know Hermione is going to be there and she wants a glimpse of her engagement ring" answered Harry, looking quite disgusted at the thought, "I can't believe that she is marrying Krum, I always thought you and her were a dead cert."

Ignoring the last comment, Ron ploughed on, "Do you know if he is going to be there?"

"Nah, apparently he's in Bulgaria informing his parents on the news of his and Hermione engagement." said Harry, gleefully as he didn't want him to be there either.

"What were you wanting Harry anyway?" asked Ron.

"Oh, I was wondering if you would like to just go to Diagon Alley with me, just before we head to the Burrow." replied Harry.

"Yeah, alright" Ron said, "Just let me go and get my jacket." With that he pulled on his jacket and followed Harry out the door.

They walked down the back stairs of the Leaky cauldron and into the main pub. They saw some of their old friends there but didn't hang around to chat. Instead they went through to the backyard and approached the back wall entrance into Diagon Alley. With a few taps on some on the bricks, they re-configured and revealed an archway onto the busy street. The two men walked and talked through the crowds of wizard shoppers. They spent some time, well a lot of time, in Quality Quidditch Supplies pressing their faces to the glass observing the new makes of brooms and accessories. They had grown up but they still took some time out of being an adult to admire quidditch.

They then went to Fortuscues for ice cream. Ron got double berry choc-chip and Harry got strawberry surprise, which occasionally exploded when he put his spoon into it.

"I can't believe that Hermione is getting married," expressed Harry, "And worst of all she didn't even tell us personally about her engagement, we're supposed to be her best friends. I learnt off of Ginny."

"Lucky You! I found out yesterday out of a newspaper," Said Ron, sighing, "The problem is Harry that I think Hermione stopped being best friends with us a long time ago. I'm lucky if she even talks to me. I think she just sticks to us considering all the things we have done for her over the years."

"I really want to say you are wrong mate but part of me has been thinking it for a while also," Harry admitted. Pausing for a few seconds he then continued, "Yeah, but you should have said something when you had the chance."

Over the years Ron started not to argue any more about Harry's comments he made about himself and Hermione. Even though how much he denied it, Harry always knew the truth. That's the problem with best friends; they can maybe be a bit too caring and nosy.

Ron just looked straight ahead and tried not to look at Harry. But Harry knew this statement had affected him. Ron's ears had started to glow red and he was sweating slightly.

"Are you coming to go, Harry." Said Ron awkwardly, "I told my mum that I would be there by three."

"Yeah alright" said Harry. And both boys grabbed their jackets and left Fortuscues to return to the Leaky Cauldron.

Hmm….. It's a pretty short chapter but it gives you the status of the friendship between Ron and Harry as well as Hermione. All you guys have to do is to R&R and I hope you all have a great Christmas.