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We just came back from Fred's funreal, now we were at The Burrow. I hated to see him that sad.

" Ron, don't worry, everything will be alright," I whispered tears forming in my eyes, but I wiped them away. Ron sighed, it has been a week since we have deafted voldemort. I leaned in a gave Ron a kiss on the check, he put his arms around me, and I put my head in his chest. I left a few tears out.

" What time is it?" I asked

" 6 pm," Ron answered.

" We better go downstairs for dinner," I said. Ron nodded, and he let go of me and I got up.

" Wait, shouldn't we change first?" he asked me. I nodded, and got my clothes.

" Um, Ron, Do you want to change in the bathroom or shall I?"

A devlish smile spread over Ron's face,

" Or we can both change in here," he suggested. A horrified look crossed Hermione'e face

" Ron!"

" I was just kidding," he replied. I gave him a smile and went to change in the bathroom. When I came down everyone was already over there, I took a seat by Ron. Mrs. Weasley was crying, and she wiped her tears and then Ginny put out all the food. At the funreal Ginny was sobbing, so was Mrs. Weasley, Mr. Weasley, was crying and so was I but Ron comforted me and Geroge looked depressed.. But I could also see that he was crying. Harry squeezed Ginny's hand. George came in with his new girlfriend, Kylie. She is now currently living at The burrow with the Wealsey's because when she finally turned of age (it was some time ago , like 2 years ago, but Geroge met her not long ago), her parents kicked her out of the house, because she was a wizard and they were disgusted that she was a wizard. When we were done eating the first thing Ron did was go up to his room. I decided to follow him.

" Do you want me to leave," I asked quitley.

" No, I need you," Ron answered and patted a spot next to him on his bed. I sat down and smiled. Ron then leaned in for a kiss, I accepted it , things were getting intense. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he did around my waist, and I layed on his bed. He ran his hands down my body. I knew things were going far but he was upset and it felt pretty good,

" Sorry," he murmed and he sat up straight fixing his shirt and hair.

" No, it's okay," I replied getting up and planting a short soft kiss on his lips.