Disclaimer: Everything goes to JK Rowling. But I wish I had Ron, Teddy, Lupin and Sirius... oh, and Draco, that would one fun night, wouldn't it? ;)

Confrontations.

Hermione walked back into the Great Hall, and headed to Ron. "Can I talk to you outside please?"

He shrugged but followed her out into the Entrance Hall, or what was left of it.

"How could you have said that?" Hermione said heatedly

"You've been talking to Ginny, haven't you?" Ronald retorted.

"How dare you say that! I overheard you in the Common Room."

"That's completely off the point." Ron said, shaking his head.

"Off the point? I'm your girlfriend!" Hermione started sobbing again. "Well, you seemed all right with Viktor all over you, didn't you?"

Hermione could not believe him, how dare he make that assumption.

"Yes, Viktor is a physical being," Ron scoffed. "But you know that I think Viktor's head is filled with saw dust."

At that moment Viktor appeared in the doorway, obviously wanting to know what the heated discussion was about. But he had heard what Hermione had said.

He looked at her with a disgusted look on his face and he stalked into the Courtyard.

Hermione followed him.

"Oh, yeah, follow the Internationally-known Seeker." Ron said it, though he followed her.

In the Great Hall Ginny had entered, and made straight for Harry. "Harry, there's going to be some drama, I think you have to break it up, though, I want to watch first."

He acknowledged this, and followed Ginny, he placed a arm around her waist.

"Viktor! Wait!" Hermione said.

"Vhat?" He turned to face her.

"Look, I do not want to be seen as a little defenceless, small-town girl or just an object that two immature little boys keep fighting over, because I'm not!" Hermione screamed at the pair of them.

Ginny commented, "Oh, she did good, on that one."

"Ginny, you're not helping the situation - your encouraging Hermione." replied Harry. He noticed clouds were darkening overhead, a rather bad omen.

"That's what she needs, a bit of help from the girls. Girl power and all that jazz." said Ginny.

"Vell, that Veasley should know that you are mine." Viktor said hastily.

Hermione scoffed "Yours? How dare you say that to me, I am my own person, independent and self assured Hermione Jean Granger who happened to fight; with Ginny and Luna; Bellatrix Lestrange, and I belong to no one. I don't belong to you..."

Viktor turned to Ron, "You did this to her, you changed her."

"I'm sorry - what? I cannot hear bullshit." Ron retorted. Viktor's chest rose in anger, he made for his wand, "And I'm allergic to Bulgarian bollocks too, so go off with your Death Eater friends, like Karkaroff." Ron may have been trying to show his manly-ness off to Hermione and he hoped to Merlin it was working, though she still seemed unimpressed.

Viktor grasped his wand and Ron grabbed at his, and they drew them at each other. Harry ran in, ready to stop them.

"Guys please stop; the reason why you're here is because of that happened four years ago. And that was for 'International Magical Co-operation; to make friends' to put it in what Hermione called it." She blushed, as Harry continued, "But obviously you two can't handle it, but right now we need that co-operation to rebuild, to repair, everything we have lost to him, Tom Riddle." A hushed silent fog immersed the Courtyard.

Harry turned to stand back next to Ginny when—

"Rictusempra!" Viktor shouted and the spell hit Ron like a bolt of lightening, and he was hurled to ground.

"Ron!" Hermione screamed and rushed to him, and so did Ginny and Harry. "Are you all right?"

"I've been worse… and better."

"Ron..?" Hermione had tears streaming down her face, and she had made her decision.

"I love you."

She was now in front of him, "How dare you, do that to him, if you even thought we could be friends now, you are sorely mistaken. I don't want to see you again, goodbye."

Hermione turned away from Viktor and returned to her boyfriend. He wore a triumphant smile on his face, "You're still a prat, you know." Ginny took her cue and smacked Ronald on the arm.

"Ow…"

Hermione leaned over him and kissed him, on the forehead. "This doesn't stop me being annoyed with you for what said…" Ron nodded, he took take that. "I'm sorry, Hermione that was my testosterone and jealously talking, I'm so sorry Hermione, you don't deserve that."

"I forgive you." She kissed him; properly this time. He sat up so he could make it easier to kiss him. And Ron got into it and so did Hermione.

She feels so good, thought Ron. They broke apart and they stood up, and continued it, always trying to make it last longer, he wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her up.

Hermione thought, Hmm, yeah, he's definitely forgiven…

Look, another chapter! I really enjoyed writing this, I like the testosterone filled agurments. If you liked this, please read my Teddy and Victoire fic, it's called Mischief Managed. Thanks for reading this, if you liked it too, please review... :)