Just to mention something which is fairly obvious but oh well ill say it anyway : these moments are not in chronological order lol, although this one and the last chapter are sort of right after each other but ooh well ;D Thanks for all of the supermegfoxyawesomehot reviews, you guys rock !

So, Hermione never did get to have that talk in Australia with Ron, perhaps I'll include a chapter on that later ? Hope you like !

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Mrs Weasley sat down at her kitchen table, glad to get a moment of peace. Her heart ached as she looked at the clock at Freddy's name, but it eased her to see his face pointed at 'home'. She took a bite into a freshly made scone, and sighed, smiling, hoping that things were going to get better. She heard a commotion, and looking up saw shadows near the door way on the front porch. The moon shone as two voices reached her ears.

"Ron, we've been back from Australia for two weeks now, we're going to have to tell your parents and mine some time soon, we can't just leave it and expect them to work it out on their own"

On their own? What on earth does she mean, work what out?

"I know" replied Ron. "But its my Mum. You know how she can be about these sorts of things, she's going to be fussy, and she'll be thinking about names for our kids before we've had lunch!"

Mrs. Weasley nearly choked on her cake. Since seeing Ron and Hermione holding hands in the Great Hall only a few weeks ago, she suspected something had changed within their relationship. She knew about Ron's feelings longer than he did, she could easily guess that her Ronnie had been infatuated with Miss Granger for a good few years now, but these things dont always work out. Charlie was very much head over heels for Tonks, and nothing ever came of that. They did seem to spend a lot of time together, Ron and Hermione, but a conversation had never been brought up, nor had she seen them doing anything that could be deemed inappropriate for friends.

"Oh, don't be so silly Ron! And you should be glad, my Mum wouldn't ever bring up a conversation of the sorts, the thought of me even having grand-children any time soon would send her into an early -" Hermione stopped short.

Mrs Weasley sat up a little straighter, placing her scone on her plate.

"Oh, Ron I'm so sorry" Hermione said. "That was terrible of me to use such a phrase I wasn't thinking"

"Its not your fault Hermione, forget about it"

"Okay...well, anyway, when are you going to tell your Mum? You know she likes to be the first to know these things, and I can't keep sneaking to your room in the middle of the night"

"I don't hear you complaining"

I furrowed my eyebrows and supressed a loud 'Ronald!' that I knew was threatening to leave my mouth.

"Ronald!" Hermione half shouted ,and I smiled "Don't be so vulgar. And besides, I can hardly sleep in Ginny's room. Harry practically gives me the look that plainly says 'Get the hell out' everytime he comes up"

Well! I shall have more than enought to say on this subject! I knew Harry and Ginny were back together, but they are still child-

Mrs Weasley stopped herself and her heart broke as the realisation hit her.

No they're not. None of them are.

"Fine, fine, what exactly do you want me to say? Erm, Mum, just to mention, I've been crazy about Hermione for about 5 years, is it alright if she continues to sleep in my bed?"

Hermione laughed "That's not even fun- 5 years? Really?"

I can practially hear Ron's blush, Mrs Weasley sniggered.

"Well, I-" Ron spluttered "I suppose, why, when did you-?"

"I don't think I've ever felt like just your friend" she whispered.

"Oh"

"You are so tactless" she laughed. "Just oh?"

"What? I'll let you know I'm quite the romancer"

"Oh really? How long did it take you to kiss me?"

"Fair point, but I did give you that perfume for Christmas fifth year, and I remember you being quite pleased about it afterwards, you even told me so in the hospital wing remember!"

"I suppose I was. Come on then, Oh great romancer, tell me, one thing you do that woo's a young lady such as myself?"

"Young lady- ?Ow! Bloody hell Hermione. Okay,okay... I know there is one thing -"

I really shouldn't be listening to this. I'm taking my scone to the other room...

"Oh, and what's that?"

"You adore my hair"

I stopped in my tracks at the entrance to the living room, raising my eyebrows, my scone half way to my mouth.

"Your hair?" Hermione laughed.

"Don't deny it! I've seen the way you look at my hair, you love it! I think you prefer my hair more than me!"he joked

"Don't be daft! Your hair is you! You could be blonde for all I care"

"There's a spell that can do that you know..."

"Oh Ron, don't be so- put your wand down now! Imagine going to the breakfast table with blonde hair, your mother wouldn't allow you to use magic ever again!"

That Hermione is such a smart girl. Perhaps 5 more minutes won't hurt. It's not as if I'm listening on purpose, I was here first, eating my scone!

"So, go on then, admit it"

"Fine, I like your gorgeous hair, always have, always will. One day, our children will have beautiful long locks of it, and your mother will be beaming with pride"

"Give a guy a heart attack"

"Anything else?" Hermione asked.

"I know you love it when I give you that look"

"Look, what on earth do you mean?"

"Dad told me about it, that look that sends you to your knees. He does it on Mum when ever he wants something doing, dinner, washing, anything, and she just goes 'Okay dear' and hurries along and does it"

Oh, does he now! Well, I shall be having words with my husband tonight!

"Go on then" Hermione said "Give me this look"

"Well, I can't do it now, your expecting it, it won't have any effect!"

"Right, well if that's all-"

"No, of course it's not, but I'm not about to reveal all of my most magical secrets to you am I? They won't be useful anymore if you know what I'm doing!"

"Oh" said Hermione, surprised " I suppose"

"Are you going to tell me any of yours?"

"Mine?" she asked "You think I have tactics?"

"Of course. You like to be the best at everything, remember?"

"You got me" she laughed "Well, I know it shocks you when I use foul language, although the need to use it is beyond me, I do have that little suspicion that if I swear at you, you'll do practically anything I want"

I gulped, my last piece of scone gone. I had no reason to be down in the kitchen now. I suppose I should just go back on up to bed. But they seem so in love! I'm just observing, making mental notes, as a mother I have the right to do these things.

"Oh, really? Quite confident of that are we?"

"Yes" she stated matter of factly.

"Well, we will have to see how that plans out for you. Do you want to go back in now, I'm getting a bit cold"

"Yes, the temperature has dropped quite a bit hasnt it?"

Just before they opened the door, Hermione grabbed Ron's wrist and pulled him back a bit. Mrs Weasley's mouth gaped open, sure that they were going to catch her listening in. She placed her plate in the sink quickly, and rushed up the stairs.

"One more thing" Hermione said, whispering in his ear.

"Yes?" he asked.

"Kiss me dammit"

And that was it, Ron didn't even have to think twice. Their mouths clashed together, in a wild race of tongues and lips, biting and sucking. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck, and every part of their bodies seemed to be touching. Suddenly Hermione broke free, smirking at Ron's dissapointed face.

"Told you, one swear word, and I've got you wrapped around my little finger" she said.

Ron starred after her flabergasted, following her into the kitchen.

"I can't believe you just did that!"

Hermione laughed walked through the kitchen, past the living room and to the bottom of the stairs. She took the first step up, and gulped. Ron met her at her side, and she felt his fear as soon as they took in the site before them. Both of their cheeks flamed and they tried to act casual, but what Mrs. Weasley said next had them squirming on the spot.

"So, what's this about your father and a certain look?"

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Tee-hee :D I do love Mrs. Weasley

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