It was 10 o'clock on Christmas eve as Hermione sat by the fire, which was gradually dying down. She didn't hear someone walk in and sit down next to her.
"Hey, uh, Hermione?" Ron's voice said, somewhat nervous.
She jumped and looked at him. "Ron, you scared me!" she said, surprised, but not at all mean.
"Oh. Sorry about that."
There was a silence in which Ron played with his hands and Hermione bit her lip, looking at the fire.
They said the other's name in unison, both looking at one another at the exact same moment.
They stared into each other's eyes, words they wanted to say ran through their heads, but somehow, they were lost for words. Ron looked out and found their hands were intertwined with one another, much like they had when they were dating. Gosh how he missed that. He blushed a bright pink and she smiled.
"Ahem." someone cleared their throat in the doorway.
They looked to the door to see Lavender standing there, hands on her hips. They released hands immediately, and Hermione blushed deep red.
"Well, I'll be going to bed. Night." Hermione said, leaving the room.
She heard Lavender start to complain to Ron, who talked in a reassuring voice.
'So none of that mattered to him? He really loves her?' Hermione thought worriedly, walking into Ginny's room.
Ginny looked up when she walked in.
"Hermione, are you alright?" she asked, walking over to her.
"I've blocked it out for years, but when I sat with him…" said Hermione, walking past Ginny to her guest cot.
"Hermione, what are you talking about?" Ginny said, turning around to face her.
"I remember everything."
"From what?" Ginny said, exasperated.
"That night. The night everything went wrong."
Cliff hanger! As usual. Please review!