Chapter 6

The moment we heard the back door close to indicate that Harry had ventured outside after Ginny everyone jumped up from their seats and crouched by the window to watch.

"Shouldn't we give them some privacy?" asked McGonagall, she was trying not to show how interested she really was.

"Yes, yes we should," said Charlie, "doesn't mean I'm going to."

"I don't even understand why she did that, why is she angry?" asked a baffled Mrs. Weasley.

"It's probably got something to do with her boyfriend trying to kill himself." Luna stated.

"Her boyfriend?"

"Well, they did kind of break up, but…"

Luna's voice was drowned out when we all heard a very loud Ginny screaming at Harry.

"What the HELL were you thinking?"

"Ginny I…"

"Don't interrupt me!"

"You asked a quest…"

"JUST SHUT UP! I thought you cared about me?"

"I d…"

"You obviously don't, not enough to stop you from walking into that forest to him. I waited for you, I waited while I had no idea where you were, what you were doi…"

"I had too."

"I DON'T CARE! You went to die and you didn't even come see me. You didn't feel that I was worth saying goodbye to."

"NOT WORTH IT? NOT WORTH IT?" Harry had raised his voice even lauder than Ginny's, "DO YOU THINK I WOULD HAVE BEEN ABLE TO DO IT, IF I HAD GONE TO YOU? YOU THINK I WOULD HAVE BEEN ABLE TO WALK AWAY. AGAIN? I DIED AND COULD HAVE STAYED WITH MY WHOLE FAMILY, MUM, DAD, SIRIUS, REMUS EVEN DUMBLEDORE BUT I CAME BACK… FOR YOU. I…"

Whatever Harry was about to say none of us heard. We were all looking at each other in confusion when we heard the sound of the back door open and then close. I looked around to see Ron walk back into the room.

"All right everyone, show's over, go find something else to entertain yourselves with."

"Ron, did you just cast a silencing charm around them?" I asked in bewilderment.

"I owe him one."

"Oh My God take it down I wanna hear this." Begged Charlie

"It's none of our business. Plus I don't particularly want to hear it, its too weird." With that Ron turned and walked out of the room.

Clearly disappointed everyone went their separate ways, Mr and Weasley, Kingsley and McGonagall went to the kitchen, Bill and Fluer walked outside and headed in the opposite direction of Harry and Ginny, Charlie walked over to Fred who ignored his older bother and went to his room, Charlie then moved into the kitchen with Kingsley, McGonagall and his parents, which left Neville, Luna and I in the living area.

"Well I better head of, I promised Gran I'd help her with tea and it's getting late." Said Neville

"Yes, I'd better get going also, my father will be waiting, thank you for sharing all that with me." Luna said as she skipped out the door after him.

Alone in the living room I sat on the couch and picked up The daily Prophet that was sitting on the little table beside me. It was old and had a big picture of Harry on the front and in the bottom right corner it had a small picture of me with the caption 'WANTED! Hermione Granger: Potters known accomplice.'

"Incendio," I mumbled once I had stood up and placed in the fireplace. After a moment of watching it burn I heard a noise from behind me and spun around to see who it was. "Ron, what are you doing?"

"Just seeing what you are up to."

"Oh, nothing much, just found a ridiculous article in an old paper."

"Do you wanna come up stairs with me?"

"Oh, yeah, sure."

When we reached the stairs Ron took my hand and led me up to his bedroom, closing the door behind us. This was the first time we had been alone since his parents walked in here while we were… well I don't actually know what we were doing… but his parents walked in.

Remembering that brought a blush to my face, I still can't believe what happened, I barely had any experience kissing anyone and I definitely had no experience in kissing anyone like that. I mean god, I was shoved up against the wall and his hands all over me, my hands were all over him, I even took his shirt off, I cant believe I did that, I don't even remember thinking about it, I just did it. Shit, I nearly ended up shitless myself.

I am not that type of girl; I don't just go and get naked with someone after one kiss. Ok, so I know that I wasn't naked, but I can't help but wonder what would have happened his we weren't interrupted. I wasn't even thinking, since when do I not think, that's what I do, I'm Hermione Granger, I'm sensible and I think before I do things.

"Hermoine, Hermoine, earth to Hermione?"

"Sorry I was just thinking."

He was sitting on his bed so I went and joined him, letting a comfortable silence fill the room. I let myself lean back on his bed so that I was staring at the ceiling and not long after I felt Ron do the same. I was just about to grab Ron's hand when he beat me to it, entwining our fingers and letting our hands rest in between us.

"This is…different."

How the hell am I supposed to respond to that? What did he mean different? What was different? Did he mean good different, bad different, what?

"Umm… w-what do you mean d-different." I wonder where my amazing vocabulary disappears to when I'm alone with Ron.

"Everything I guess," he said as he rolled onto his side to face me, I did the same so he knew I was listening, "mainly us though."

"Us?"

"Yeah, I mean you and me." Ron said as he lifted our hands that were still linked together.

"Ron, what are we?" Did I seriously just ask that?

"Well, I sort of thought we established this morning that we are… together?"

"Together as in…." I left the sentence open waiting for him to finish it for me.

"Together as in… you are with me…. and I am with you…. together… not with anybody else."

God he is adorable when he try's to form sentences when embarrassed.

"Nobody else?"

Ron reached over and tucked away a stray piece of my horrendous hair behind my ear, "I'm not very good at sharing."

"Neither am I." It came out so quietly I'm surprised he heard it despite the close proximity between us.

When our lips touched it was different than the first two times we kissed, this time it was slow and soft and sweet. I opened my mouth when I felt his tongue gently press on my bottom lip and allowed him to deepen the kiss. We were still lying on our sides, no body contact other than our mouths and the hand still in my hair from when he tucked it behind my ear. I wanted to feel more of him but managed to control myself. He kept the kiss slow and he was gently moving his hand from the side of my face down my neck, over my shoulder, then down my side until he reached my hip. Oh God! He pulled me closer to him and I fisted my hands in the front of his shirt because I didn't know what else to do with them.

I mean I new what I wanted to do with them but all of those things would be sooo inappropriate, I mean we had kissed twice; I didn't want him to think I was some sort of desperate slag. Because I definitely wasn't.

Ok so maybe I was a little desperate but I was definitely not a slag. That would require experience in these types of situations; I have no experience what so ever. I didn't have much time to dwell on this fact because much to my disappointment, Ron pulled away and propped himself up on his forearm.

"Is this OK?" he asked shyly.

I nodded my head quickly so he new that it was more than ok.

We continued to look at each other of a brief moment before he leaned back over bringing his lips back to mine, this time a little harder and faster than before. After a few minutes of fan-fucking-tastic snogging he pulled away again and I felt like screaming, my would be scream however turned into an embarrassing moan because his lips began trailing kisses down my jaw and neck.

I rolled onto by back and pulled him on top of me, letting my hands unclench his shirt and make their way around to his back. God I hope I'm doing this right. He made a kind of groaning sound when our lips enthusiastically came back together. I took this to mean I must be doing something right.

His weight felt amazing, I could happily let him stay here on top of me forever. This was not going to happen though as someone thought it would be a good idea to open the door causing Ron to launch himself off of me.

I will hate this person forever.

I scrambled up into a sitting position and refused to make eye contact with who ever it was that had just so rudely interrupted the one of the best moments of my life.

"Oh My God! Harry, I think I've been blinded."

Harry and Ginny, at least its not Ron's parents, still I couldn't find the courage to lift my eyes and look at them.

"Will you two bugger off?" growled Ron

"Probably not a good idea mate, your mum will be on her way up here any second to…"

"Here's where you all got to, I was just coming to ma…" Mrs Weasley started as she moved into the room just as I jumped up off the bed and tried to tame my hair by finger combing it. "make sure everything was ok up here." She finished as she looked between Ron and I.

She was suspicious, she had that same look about her that she had before we left and was trying to stop Harry, Ron and I spending any time together. The fact that both Ron and I were currently beetroot red and couldn't look her in the eye probably wasn't doing anything in our favor.

She looked away from Ron and me and then turned to her daughter and Harry. "So what's going on here?" she asked and indicated between the two of them.

"Ahh… well…umm…Mrs. Wea…"

"Are you in a relationship with my daughter Harry?" Mrs. Weasley cut his mumbling of with the question.

"Umm, yes Mrs. Weasley."

She then turned to her only daughter, "and you didn't feel the need to inform me of this?"

"Mum, its not like we have really had a chance, it's been so busy the last few days."

"But you have had time to tell everyone else?" I could hear the hurt behind her words.

"What? No, we h…"

"These two seem to know about it," Mrs Weasley indicated towards Ron and I, "Luna and Neville seemed to know about it."

"That's because they went to school with us!." Ginny yelled obviously fed up with the interrogation.

Harry obviously decided now would be a good time to diffuse what could possible turn out to be a very intense screaming match between Ginny and her mother.

"Mrs. Weasley, I think what Ginny is trying to say, is that Ron, Hermione, Luna and Neville new because, they were at school with us when Ginny and I f-first…when we first..."

"First what Harry?"

"First got t-together."

"I see." Said Mrs. Weasley though she was still obviously still trying to wrap her head around it, "and you say that was at school?"

"Yes, last year."

"LAST YEA.."

"Yes Mum, last year. We were dating, we broke up so Harry could go save the world or some such crap, now he is back, I have finished screaming at him and using him as a punching bag so now we are back to dating."

"Ok, so now that is sorted I'm going down stairs."

"Oh no you're not," Mrs. Weasley said as she closed the door before Ron could get out if it, "we haven't finished our little conversation from this morning."

Oh shit.