I apologize most profoundly for the long absense. Life's a busy thing at the moment :D This missing moment takes place at the Burrow between Ron and Ginny the summer of the wedding. Remember in the DH how, after Ron catches Ginny and Harry kissing at the Burrow, he tells Harry how she was really cut up when he ended it? I always envisioned a conversation between Ron and Ginny about the breakup. So here it is. Hope you enjoy!
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Missing Moment: Ginny and Ron talk over summer after Ginny/Harry breakup at end of 6th year

Ron stood outside Ginny's bedroom. He had to admit, he was worried about her. When they'd returned to the Burrow for the summer, she had closed the door and come out only for meals, her eyes red and puffy every time. Everyone else in the Weasley family took it as a bad bought of teenage girl hormones. But Ron knew better.

"Harry" he thought. He knew exactly how she felt- about liking a person so much it hurts, and how it feels to not be able to be with them. So it fell to him to talk to her. "Besides" he thought, "Ginny and I have always been the closest."

He flashed back to helping his only sister sneak into the broom closet, teaching her to fly in the years before they entered Hogwarts, helping her play tricks on Percy, watching her face when he let her feed Scabbers, teaching her how to beat him at chess…

He sighed. His little sister was all grown up.

"Ginny?" he asked, softly knocking on the door. He got no answer, so he opened the door, praying that nothing hard or sharp came flying at his head as a "get out" gesture.

Nothing came, so he continued into the dimly lit room and closed the door behind him.

"What do you want?" she asked him darkly, not moving from where she lay on her bed. Even from across the room, Ron could see that she'd been crying.

"If it will make you feel better, I can punch Harry" he told her, going for comic relief as a way of cheering her up.

Ginny glared at him.

"Okay, look. I'm worried about you. You're not normally a moody teenager. As far as the world of girls comes, you're about as normal as they come. You and Hermione…" he added as an afterthought. "So why are you letting yourself get so beat up over one guy?"

"Because I really liked him, Ron! Because whenever I was with him, I felt alive! Because I wanted to be a better person when I was around him! And because of the reasons he ended it! It wasn't because we weren't 'meant to be together' or whatever. It was a legitimate reason! He broke it off because he wanted to "keep me safe". His reasons just made me like him more! Bloody Hell- Ron- I think I might love him!"

"He's just doing it because he cares about you, Ginny. It would literally kill him if something happened to you- especially if it happened to you because of him."

"I know! But it still doesn't make me feel any better about it! How can one person make you feel so much?"

"I don't know" Ron answered earnestly. "But it really blows sometimes, doesn't it?"

"Yeah, it does. Oh, why could he have a, I don't know, normal life? In my muggle studies class we read this old play called Romeo and Juliet. It feels just like that- that everything in the world is between us."

Ron had heard about the play from Hermione, but only vaguely knew the story. So he pretended to have a clue of what she was talking about, and nodded his head understandingly. "Trust me, I know."

"So you know about the ache that never goes away, too? I physically hurt right now. You know what- you can't punch Harry. Because I am, the minute he walks through our… bloody… door!" She punched her pillow in between words for extra emphasis. Then her face clouded and paled. "He's coming for the wedding!" she moaned. "How am I ever going to survive? I'm going to want to alternate between crying my eyes out, punching him, and snogging him!"

"You'll survive" Ron said. "Mum's going to have us all off in separate corners of the house for wedding prep. And besides- how many years did you like him before you went out? A long time. And you somehow managed to survive. If it's meant to be, it's meant to be, Ginny. Whatever happens is meant to happen. You can't change that…" He said the last part quietly.

"But I don't want it to happen, Ron!" Ginny sobbed. "I just want things to go back to how they were, before Harry had to be the one to save the world, before you and he and Hermione have to fight the war, back to when we were happy- back to when I could curl up in his arms and have our biggest worry be who won the next Quidditch game! What are the chances that he never comes back from what you three are going to do?"

"Wh… what thing?" Ron asked, trying to cover up.

"Don't think I don't know that you are planning something. But I would say that it's something dangerous, which means there's a good possibility of him not coming back! He could die not knowing how much I care for him, not having a girlfriend to cry over him!"

"Ginny, he knows how much you care for him. He doesn't want you to have to deal with the added grief of having a dead boyfriend. I think that he thinks that by ending it with you, it would spare you all of that if something did happen to him."

"I don't care!" she shouted at him. "Since when is all of this his choice? Does my opinion even matter? I don't care if he has a good reason to end it! I just want him!"

"Don't be mad at him Ginny. He's trying to keep you safe. So that when he comes back, you two might have a future together. And if he doesn't come back, he wants you to be able to move on, to be able to live your life."

"Hmph."

"Forgive him- whatever happens happens, remember?"

She sighed and sat up. "It's so hard to stay mad at him. I hate it when you're right."

"Love you too, sis. Now will you come downstairs? The family misses you."

"Fine." She stood up and wiped her eyes.

Ron hugged her briefly. "Feel better?"

"Duh! My favorite brother finally admitted deep down that he loves me! How could I not be happy!"

"Wait- favorite brother?"

"Don't let it go to your head. It's big enough already."

"Got it. But don't count on it."

They smiled, and walked down the stairs together, a bit of a smile etched across Ginny's face.