Im starting it off by saying I'm sorry it's taken this long to write this short of a chapter. It's not a great one either. But I felt I owed it to those who still are reading this to have some sort of update after a long break. I'll be updating again in the coming week, and the chapters will be better.

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When Ron woke, he quickly realized he was in his bed. He rolled over and saw a very eager looking Harry watching him.

"Blimey what happened?" Ron asked as he stretched his arms.

Harry laughed, which confused Ron, and shook his head.

"You were stunned-twice actually. But normally it doesn't take two hours for the person stunned to come around. I don't really know what's wrong with you," Harry laughed.

Ron looked at him curiously, unsure why he had been stunned.

"Oh right, your memory problem. You called Hermione-"

"Lavender," Ron whispered.

"Mate you have got to stop whispering her name like that, you're basically setting yourself up as a major target," Harry removed his glasses and rubbed his eyes.

"I don't even know who she bloody is! And it doesn't help that you find my pain hilarious. Wipe that stupid smirk off your face," Ron said angrily.

Harry immediately stopped smiling, and looked at his best friend with sympathy.

"She was your first girlfriend. Sixth year. She was-well bloody mad is the right word for it. You spent your sixth year snogging her every chance you got."

"Then what happened? Why didn't work out?" Ron questioned.

Harry fell silent. He felt uncomfortable and awkward to be sharing the next part with him, but he knew Hermione would feel more uncomfortable.

"Well..er, you see-there was an 'accident' and you ended up in the hospital wing...and well…hmmm..Hermione and I came to see you. And Lavender came barging in acting all protective of you...and well you sorta whispered Hermione's name instead of Lavenders, kind of like you did today," Harry explained.

Ron felt his face warm and he avoided Harry's eyes.

"I'm a right fowl git, you know that?" He stated quietly.

Before Harry could respond, the door opened and two girls emerged.

Ron felt his chest tighten as the girl with the frizzy brown hair took a seat beside Harry on the bed, the red head doing the same.

"How are you feeling Ronald?" the brown haired girl asked quietly, looking everywhere but at him.

Ron opened his mouth to speak, but closed it. Merlin, what was her name? Come on Ron, think. You know this. You just heard it. Think hard. Ron's brow creased together in concentration.

"Are you alright?" Ginny asked.

"I think he's just processing some things we just talked about, come on guys, let's give him some space," Harry tried to suggest, but Ginny ignored his thought and made her way towards her brother.

She sat down next to him and squeezed his hand, searching his eyes for an answer.

"Ron, what is it?" She asked calmly.

Ron's eyes were rested on the frizzy haired girl in the corner of the room. She had her arms crossed over her chest in a defensive manor, and she stood up straight; something, however, gave off the hint that she was well past the energy needed for an argument.

"Hermione," the name finally came to him.

"What?" Hermione asked puzzled, finally making eye contact with him.

Ron sighed, running a hand through his hair and glancing at Harry.

Harry looked his gaze with Ron, before turning around and eyeing Hermione.

"Isn't there something you wanted to say to Ron, Hermione?" Harry questioned.

Hermione's face reddened and she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

"I'm not going to apologize for hexing you Ronald," Hermione stated defensively.

It was Harry's turn to sigh; clearly the discussion from earlier had done nothing.

"Always so stubborn and proud, aren't you?" Ron shot back.

Hermione opened her mouth to shout out an insult, but one look from Harry and she snapped it shut.

"Bloody hell you two, I've just about had it," Ginny shouted upset as she rose from the bed.

"It's not my faul-" Ron began.

"Oh it bloody is! Stop playing the 'oh I can't remember' card. It's not an excuse!" Ginny rammed her finger in his face.

"And you!" She spun around to face the now shocked Hermione, "You need to stop acting like your knickers are constantly in a knot!"

Everyone was speechless as Ginny stomped out of the room, slamming the door shut behind her.

"She's got a point, ya know." Harry stated as he adjusted his glasses.

Hermione sighed, letting her guard fall down and looked towards her two best friends.

"I'm sorry, I know I haven't been the easiest person to be around, nor have I ever been," Hermione started.

"No, I know this can't be easy on you. And I wish it was. I'm sorry 'mione. I really am," Ron explained.

Harry laughed, and rose from his bed.

"I'll leave you two to do whatever it is you need to do," and walked out of the room, leaving them once again in silence.