Planning

Just a few more hours and Hermione would be back at the Burrow. Ron was nervous and anxious to see her. He wanted to see her so badly… The Weasleys, Harry and Hermione were going to have one of their famous dinners tonight, with one exception: Fred, of course, was not going to be there. Instead there would be Percy. Still, having one beloved brother back did not heal the pain of losing another one. Ron was sure, the evening would not be as pleasant as had been all the other evenings spent with his family.

There was just one thing that made him feel a little happy right now: he was going to see Hermione in a couple of hours. And he was going to tell her how he felt about her. That was decided after his talk with Harry. It had to be done. Even though he did not quite believe that Hermione could truly like him, all the other people in this world could not be so wrong… And still Hermione had told Ginny about her feelings who had told Harry who had told him…

He had planned the past two weeks how to tell her best. Harry had insisted on going to a romantic restaurant and tell her in the candle light. But that was really not Ron's style at all so he had not thought about anything like this again.

He could take her on a picnic. Or just take a walk with her some warm, sunny evening. Or should he cook her dinner with candles and all this stuff?

No, he did not like any of his ideas. He just had no plan at all.What was he going to do? And when? And how? Should he ask his brothers or his father for advice? Or would Ginny know what to do? No, he would definitely not ask Ginny.

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Evening came and Hermione was going to arrive any second. Ron and Harry had set the table for dinner and were now hanging out in the garden with Ginny, waiting for Hermione.

"Nervous?" Harry asked Ron quietly, so that Ginny could not hear them.

Ron gulped. "Well, yeah, maybe…"

"You are…" Harry smirked. "When are you going to tell her?"

"Don't know." Ron murmured wihout looking at him.

"You are going to, aren't you?" Harry asked suspiciously.

"Yeah, I'm going to, don't worry…" Ron aswered desperately.

The next thing Ron saw was Hermione emerging from the door that led to the kitchen. She had arrived with floo powder and a bit of dust still covered her shoulders. Ginny jumped up, ran towards her and hugged her tightly. Harry got up as well and Ron followed him slowly. Hermione hugged Harry next and then she turned to Ron.

"Hey." She said and flung her arms around his neck to give him a tight, long hug. Ron saw Harry and Ginny smirk at each other over Hermione's shoulder. I did not matter to him. All that mattered was the feeling of having Hermione in his arms and it ended all too soon.

"How are you all?" asked Hermione. The other Wesleys now came outside so settle themselves at the table.

"Great, and you?" asked Harry.

"Yeah, me too." Hermione smiled and Ron suddenly felt the irresistable urge to kiss her. But he resisted it.

"My parents are back home, I explained everything to them. They were a bit mad that I made them forget everything and sent them to Australia, of course… My mum cried all the time. But they are glad that I survived and that we did our… well, job."

"So they are alright?" Ron asked relieved.

"Yes, they are." She aswered looking into his bright blue eyes.

"And the spell worked? They are all like they were before now?"

"Yes, they are. It worked pretty good."

"Well, how couldn't it? You did it."

They smiled at each other for a moment and then they sat down at the table across from each other, Ron beside Harry and Hermione beside Ginny. It was a nice dinner. They told each other everything that had happened while Hermione had been gone and as the evening went late, everybody went to bed.

In their room Harry said to Ron "It's unbelievable. You both couldn't let your eyes off one another! When will you get this started, mate? It's driving me crazy."

"Oh, it's driving you crazy? So sorry…" Ron said sarcastically and threw himself onto his bed.

"Yeah, you're right, it can't be anything as bad for me as it is for you…"

"Yes, you are right."

"Then tell her, won't you?"

"I told you I will a thousand times, Harry! Don't bother, okay?"

"Okay, okay…" Harry said and climbed into his own bed. "Goodnight then."

"G'night." said a muffled voice from beneath Ron's covers.

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Sooo, Hermione's back! Yeeha, now we can get started with the story. Love Reviews!

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