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This story takes place directly after the final battle.

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Chapter 3

It had been a couple of days since the battle now. Harry and Ginny were keeping themselves busy helping Molly with funeral arrangements, they were both in good spirits, more so for the family's sake Hermione thought.

Mrs. Weasley had locked herself in George's room for a whole day and night which Hermione was concerned about.

"Mr. Weasley do you think they're okay"

"Yes dear Molly knows what George needs right now, like I'm sure you know what Ron needs" that's just it she thought I don't really know at all.

The past two days Ron had distanced himself from her, only coming out of his room at meal times. Even then he wasn't saying much. She was now at a complete loss with what to do.

On top of all this the guilt was starting to creep back about her parents, she knew she had to leave soon to find them and remove the memory charm she had placed on them.

How could she even think of leaving Ron, now, in his time of need, she felt totally torn.

She slowly walked up the stairs to Ron's room, maybe she could get him to talk to her, and she missed just being with him.

Hermione lightly knocked on the door.

"Come in"

Hermione snuck into the room, quietly closing the door behind her.

"Mione, you don't have to knock it's your room too"

At this Hermione blushed pink at the fact he had used her nickname again, and that he had referred to his room as their room.

"Thank you Ron" she paused and the silence continued, she really needed to tell Ron of her plans but was scared to upset him.

"Listen Ron, I need you to know that after all the funerals are over I'm going to Australia to get my parents and bring them home"

"When" was all he said not looking up.

"It will probably be another week; I really don't know how long I will be gone. I hope it's not too long I don't want to be away from you and Harry I mean for a long time"

At this Ron looked straight at her concern etched on his face.

"I'll come with you"

"Ron, that's a really nice gesture but I don't think your mum will go for it"

"Mione there is no way on earth that I'm letting you go alone, mum'll get over it"

Hermione's heart soared in her chest, Ron cared so much she couldn't believe it.

"Ron do you think it's safe to go anywhere yet, I really need to get out I can't stand to be so cooped up"

"I don't know I will ask dad and see what he says, we could maybe go to Diagon Alley aurors are watching it all the time"

Hermione smiled at this.

"Let's go and ask now, let's get out of here for a bit"

Hermione walked across the room to where Ron lay on his bed, she slowly raised her hand to him. He locked eyes with her with an expression she couldn't read. He reached out and took her hand as she helped him off the bed.

The feel of his hand in hers felt so right, her heart was skipping a beat and her tummy was doing back flips.

As they started towards the door Hermione thought "he's going to let go of my hand at any second" but to her surprise he interlocked his fingers with hers, she couldn't help but smile at this.

They found Arthur at the kitchen table writing a letter.

Hermione looked over to the lounge where she could see George hugging Ginny then Harry.

"Look Ron, George is out of his room"

"Oh good, I need to talk to him about something, but first"

"Dad, we were wondering if it would be okay for me and Hermione to go out for a bit, we really need some fresh air"

Arthur rubbed his eyes wearily thinking about what Ron had asked.

"I don't know son, where did you plan on going"

"Diagon Alley, or maybe even Hogsmeade, we could go to the Hogshead"

Hermione was blushing and she knew it was obvious why. She and Ron were holding hands and Ron was asking his dad if he could take her to the pub. Was this a date?

Just then Mrs. Weasley came over eyes straight on their joined hands.

"Molly, Ron and Hermione want to go out for a while, what do you think?"

"I know that the order are watching, but I'm not sure Arthur, I don't think it's a good idea"

Ron's face scrunched up angrily and Hermione could see there could be an argument if he didn't handle this well.

"Mum, were gonna go anyway to be honest, I was only asking to be polite"

"Ron" Hermione said shocked "Since when have you ever thought about being polite"

"Alright, fair enough, I'm sorry mum, but we really need to get out of the house"

"Okay then Ron but be on your guard at all times"

"No worries mum we will take all precautions"

Ron turned to Hermione now "I'm just going to chat to George for a second and then we can get going"

"Okay Ron"

Hermione walked to the hat stand by the door to grab her jacket when she was called by Ginny.

"Hey Hermione, mum says you're going out, where are you going"

"I'm not sure yet, I'm going to let Ron decide"

Ginny furrowed her brow.

"Is this like a date or something, have you not told me everything, because you know I will not have secrets anymore Hermione Granger"

Ginny's voice had become increasingly louder and strained towards the end. Hermione thought how with everything that had passed they hadn't given a thought to how everything must have affected Ginny.

"Sorry Gin, no more secrets, I promise but there is nothing to tell, its not a date, we are friends that is all for the hundredth time!"

"Okay whatever you say, you won't hear another word about it. Harry and I would come with you but mum and dad would no way allow Harry out at the moment. This means I stay here because I'm not ever leaving his side till the day I die"

"Oh Gin, How dramatic"

Both girls smiled at each other, things would be right again they just had to be.

Hermione was just coming back from getting her bag from upstairs, she jumped the last two steps with a grin on her face, she couldn't believe she was going on a date.

"It's not a date" she thought "for gods sake don't get your hope's up."

Looking across the room she could see Arthur with his head in the fire place but she couldn't make out who he was talking to.

"Ron, who's your dad talking to?"

She said as she sidled up next to him.

"Oh er, Kingsley I think he will have to let the ministry now we are going out I suppose"

"I swear to Merlin, will there ever be any privacy for us Hermione all I want to bloody do is go out with my…….."

Hermione watched in amusement as Ron went from pink to bright red in seconds.

Changing the subject immediately he motioned to Harry.

"Coming as well mate"

Before Harry could even open his mouth to speak, Molly had bounded over.

"Now Ron, I think you insisting on going out is one thing but if you think I'm letting Harry out of my sight, well, you are going to be sorely disappointed"

Ron just looked at Harry with a never mind mate look on his face. It was amazing; by just a few facial expressions she knew exactly what he was thinking she just wished this was the case all the time. Maybe then all this teen angst would have been over a long time ago.

"Have you got everything Mione"

Before she knew it they were in the fire place and flooing to Diagon Alley.

Right Guys that's chapter 3 hope you are still interested. There's one way to let me know. Your lovely reviews, you know what to do. xxxx