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Chapter 3

"What is she laughing at?" Ron asked as he eyed Ginny's closed door in confusion.

"No Idea." The floor could not have been more interesting right now.

"Why did you run out of the bathroom, just before?"

"Oh, umm, well… I didn't exactly run…but..." my barely audible rambling was stopped the moment I felt the tops of his fingers under my jaw.

"Look at me?" He was slowly lifting my face up so that I had no choice but to look up at him. "Hermione, please." The last part had me snapping my eyes to his. I could not recall Ron ever asking me something with such a genuine "Please" in all my life. Usually when that word was used in the same sentence as my name he is asking for help with homework, some chore his mother had given him or he was hungry.

Despite him removing his hand from my jaw I continued to look up at him. I was just beginning to mentally sulk because he was no longer touching me when he placed his hands on my shoulders, and gently started to run them down my arms, stopping when he reached my shaking hands.

"I think we should talk."

"Umm ok," I squeaked.

Still holding hands we started down the landing and up the stairs to his room.

"Do you wanna sit?" he was indicating towards his bed. I moved past him and sat down in silence.

He joined me and although we had sat like this countless times before an awkward silence quickly filled the room. I wanted to break it but didn't know what to say.

After several minutes he spoke. "You kissed me."

I nearly gave myself whiplash I turned to face him so quick. He was looking down at the floor with a grin on his face; I couldn't help but stare and wonder that maybe he does feel the same. He looked up at me anxiously; obviously waiting for me to say something, I was however still mute. I looked away from him; if I didn't then he would have seen that every drop of blood in my body had gone to my face.

"Hermione"

"Mmm"

"I've never seen you blush like this."

Guess I didn't look away quick enough. Covering my face with my hands I muffled the groan that I let escape. He thought this was funny. I didn't have to look at him to see he was trying not to laugh. I could hear it in his voice.

He pulled my hands away from my face and tried to get my attention, which was currently taken to studying the Chudley Cannons poster on his wall.

"I know your not actually interested in that poster, you hate quiddich."

"I don't hate it."

"And she speaks" he laughed

The glare I gave him could have killed.

"You kissed me"

"You said that already," I grumbled

"You, Hermione Granger, Kissed me…. Ronald Weasley."

Was he trying to kill me with humiliation?

"Why?"

"Because I wanted to." I shouted.

I slapped my hand to my mouth. Did I really just say that out loud? Oh No! I had just stood up to go search for the nearest cliff to throw myself off when Ron jumped up, spun me around and crashed his lips to mine.

It took a moment for me to fathom what was actually happening; however when it finally clicked (and they say I'm smart) I began to respond.

My hands were in his hair and he gripped my waist in a vise like hold. At some point early on I allowed him to deepen the kiss when I felt his tongue move along my lip. Now he was walking forward, thus backing me up against the wall roughly. As my hands left his hair and began travelling over his broad back and shoulders one of his hands had moved from my waist into a higher position just under my breast and the other was now tangled in my hair as he held my face to his. I hadn't realized my shirt had slightly risen until I felt his hand grab hold of me just above my hip. The sudden warm sensation of his hand on my bare skin had me sucking in a breath.

"Sorry." He panted as he pulled back

"Don't be." I breathed as I pulled his face back to fine.

Things were getting quite heated between the two of us real quick and without thinking I slipped my hands under his shirt and pulled it over his head. Once free of his shirt he once again claimed my lips with his.

I couldn't stop touching him. He thinks I hate quiddich… I love quiddich if this is what it does to a body. His hands had found their way under my top and where running up and down my back before he pulled back and asked a silent question with his eyes, I quickly nodded giving him permission. He was halfway through pulling my shirt over my head when we heard Mrs. Weasley call out.

"Everyone tea is ready."

Ron quickly yanked my shirt back down, which resulted in me being tangled up in it.

"Crap, sor…"

"It's fine, it's fine." I said as I corrected my top just in time for Mrs. Weasley to come through the door.

"Ron, Hermione tea is ready. "

"Yer thanks Mum, we'll be down in a minute." Ron was quickly turning the famous Weasley shade of red.

Mrs. Weasley backed out of the room with a confused look on her face, "Well… don't be long."

Ron and I watched her leave and I made sure that she was long gone before I turned back to him and spoke. "Ron… W-What..."

"Just happened?" he finished my sentence for me.

"We kissed." I mumbled more to myself than to him.

"That's an understatement." He said still breathing heavily.

I slowly nodded my head in agreement.

"Does this mean that we… what I mean is…do you…" he was struggling to find the words and I couldn't help but find this attractive.

"I think so… yes…I mean… if that's w-what you want?" I didn't know what I was trying to say either.

"What I want? Of course your what I want... I thought you knew that?"

All concern regarding Ron's feelings had left my brain basically the moment he crashed his lips to mine however a massive smile was spreading its way across my face at hearing these words. I could not believe what I was hearing, I had waited to hear something along these lines come from Ron's mouth for years and it was finally happening. I didn't know what to say, so I kissed him. I just took a few quick steps and jumped up in his arms kissed him. I could feel him smiling against my lips but I pulled away when Mrs. Weasley called out again, "RON, HERMIONE, DINNER!" Ron placed me back on the ground, entwined is fingers through mine and dragged me out the door.

The happiness I had felt as Ron pulled me down the stairs to the kitchen evaporated immediately when we got to the bottom of the stairs. Everyone was serving up his or her plate with the delicious food Mrs. Weasley had prepared. Everyone but George, he wasn't even here. I looked up and noticed that Mrs. Weasley was still fussing around the kitchen while her husband tried to convince her to stop, sit and eat something. She was obviously trying to keep busy so as to not think about the absence of her sons.

Once everyone was seated the only sound you could hear was the sound of cutlery scraping plates and a couple of murmured "please's " and "thank you's" as condiments were passed around the table. This was the first time I have ever been at this table during a meal and it be silent.

"I think I'll go see if George would like anything." Mrs. Weasley said as she suddenly got up from the table with a plate of roast beef and potatoes and I swear I had seen tears running down her face as she turned away.

After dinner I volunteered to do the cleaning up, despite the volume of pots, pans and dishes it didn't take me too long. I really do love magic. I was just about to head out of the kitchen when Harry and Ron came in.

"Hi boys, what's going on?" I asked

"Come with us." Ron whispered as he took my hand and headed out the back door.

We headed out to the pond and I conjured a blanket for the three of us to sit on.

"What's this about?" I asked

"Ron's dad has been nagging me all afternoon… he wants to know where we've been, what we've been doing, how we finished him… everything." Harry answered

"I kind of understand where he is coming from… I mean… I'm his son, Harry your as good as and Hermione I know my parents feel the same about you. Of course they wanna know everything."

"I guess were gonna have to talk about it eventually, people are going to want to know." I stopped momentarily but then continued in a whisper. " I don't know about you guys but I don't think it's a good idea for the general population to know about the Horcruxes."

"You're right, we definitely don't want another Voldemort." Harry shuddered as he said this. "But I think that there are certain people that should know, like your family and Kingsley."

"I think your right Harry." I agreed

"I only want to tell the story once though… its long and it wont be easy."

"Ok, so why don't we tell my family and Kingsley the whole truth… everything. Then when the world needs to know Kingsley can cut out all the bits we don't want public?" Ron said.

"That's a brilliant idea Ron." I said as I gazed at him in awe. "Should anybody else know everything?" this was more directed at Harry.

"Well I reckon Professor McGonagall should know."

"And some of the DA members like Neville and Luna." Ron mentioned.

"Ok so it's decided, we'll tell the story to Ron's family including Fluer, Kingsley, McGonagall, Neville and Luna. We'll ask Kingsley to fish out the details that the public need to hear and pass it on." I said

"I think that will be the easiest way… No interviews… we already had to be taken away from the reporters once."

"Aw come on Harry thought you would be used to it by now." Ron said light heartedly

"I still don't like them, plus its not just me now, you guys are just as famous me." Harry was smiling while Ron and I grimaced.

"I don't think we're that famous, but I see your point… everyone knows that we were with you and had something to do with it." I admitted as we stood and returned to the house.

"Where did u lot get to?" Mr. Weasley asked as soon as we walked into the living area.

"Just getting some air dad." Ron answered.

"Umm, Harry…about what I asked you earl…"

"We'll tell you." Harry politely interrupted Mr. Weasley

"Dad we only want to tell this story once…if you could ask Kingsley and Professor McGonagall over sometime then we'll tell everyone at once." Ron told his father.

"They will both be here I the morning." The boys must have had similar expressions of confusion on their faces as me because Mr. Weasley evidently felt he had to clarify. "They both wanted to see the three of you."

"Ok well I might go write Neville and Luna tell them to come." I said as I made my way towards the stairs, the boys right behind me.

We got to Ron's room and found Ginny sitting on Harry's bed, she must have been waiting for us.

"Hi Ginny." I said as Harry sat himself down beside her and placing his arm around her waist. I'm glad they're back together.

"When the hell did this happen?" Ron demanded. I think we was trying to sound disapproving but I could see a hint of a smile on his face.

"Leave them alone Ron." I said as I went and sat on his bed.

"What? I don't like seeing my best mates put his hands all over my sister, particularly in my own room." He grumbled and sat beside me.

I couldn't help but laugh at this and Harry and Ginny joined me.

When Harry, Ginny and I recovered from laughing at Ron's obvious discomfort we all settled down into a comfortable silence. I finished writing to Neville and Luna before Pig took off with the letters and before long the four of us fell into the most peaceful sleep any of us had had in a long time.

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