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This chapter is merely a continuation of the last. It is the *ACTUAL* convo between Ron and Hermione about their relationship. I hope that you guys like it! Please review, favorite, and follow!

Chapter 3: Conversations, Part 2

After our group hug, Harry left Ron and I to work things out officially. Ron and I stood on opposite sides of his bed. Now this was the hard part. Regardless of thinking about what to say for nearly 24 hours, I found that I was tongue-tied. Ron reached out and took my hand. I accepted the gesture and we stayed like that for several seconds. Then Ron broke the ice.

"I'm sorry I've been behaving like such a prat. I don't want to seem like a bloody baby in front of you! Cryin' and the like all the time! You must think I'm the biggest bleedin' idiot on this side o' the pond! And don't you go lying to me and saying it's mourning. You didn't get to mourn, we were at war. You stayed strong. Now, 'cause it's all over, I'm taking advantage! I can't stay away from you anymore 'Mione. I… I'm in love with you." Ron said earnestly.

"Ron…" I said as I moved over to the other side of the bed. "I'm in love with you too", I said with a smile. I kissed Ronald Bilius Weasley that day with a passion that I had never felt before. We snogged, and snogged, and snogged. I was seriously debating whether or not to say that I loved him. I just wanted to take things slow. I decided against it, and would save it for when the time was right.

"I do have one question though Ron, why on bloody Earth would you even think that Harry was snogging me? You know that he fancies your sister. He wouldn't do that to you OR Ginny. I just don't want you to react so rash whenever Harry and I are affectionate towards each other. I love him like a brother Ron. You have to understand that if we are going to really be… well you know."

Ron scooped me up and placed me on his bed in a sitting position. He then plopped down next to me. "I really, really hate to bring this up when we're doing so well now, but I think I should tell you. Remember when we were hunting horcruxes? And we had Slytherin's locket? Well, whenever I was wearing it, or near it, it would tell me things. It started innocently enough, as a poke, then a prick, then a cut, then a gash. It would tell me that I was nothing, and that you… well that you fancied Harry… and that I was useless. I feel like a bloody idiot for not realizing it sooner, what the locket was saying was all a lie. That blasted thing just made it seem like I was missing the obvious. Why, I began to believe everything it said. Suddenly every exchange between you and Harry enraged me. I grew extremely jealous of him 'Mione. Then, when I went to destroy the horcrux, I… I saw something in a cloud of mist. It was you and Harry doin' things; things it said I'd never get to do with you." Ron said as he turned scarlet.

"And this is all very embarrassing for me to say; how irrational I was. I guess that there's still some deep-rooted insecurity 'Mione. I don't hate Harry, I never will. But, when I saw you there with him, I thought you had chosen him over me because I was weak. It was like that damned voice was there again, poking and prodding. I love you 'Mione. I want you to always be mine" He had said it so casually, like it had been there all along. Those three words that made me forget all others. He loved me. Ron loved ME. Bushy-haired, buck-toothed, know-it-all Hermione Granger. "I love you too Ron. I love you more than you know." I said as I kissed him chastely. "Oh, I do know 'Mione. I know." Ron whispered as he deepened the kiss. We broke apart after several minutes and embraced. I suppose that the time had been right all along. I then suggested that we go and play something so that Harry didn't get the wrong idea. Ron blushed at the comment, but agreed.

Ron and I then went hand-in-hand downstairs to round up the troops, and play exploding snap. Ron and I won the first round, but Ginny demanded a re-match and won that herself. Her and Harry also won the game that came afterward as a tie-breaker. Overall, we had a great time and were distracted enough to feel ok. George had come back that afternoon with an ashen face and sunken in eyes. I felt absolutely terrible for him. I could only hope that things would get better from there.

I hope that you all liked that VERY short chapter. I just wanted to fill in what I kinda left out of the last one. Thanks for reading! The next chapter will be longer - I promise. I am about 90% done with the next one so will be posting it VERY soon. Also, the next one will have another person's POV! Please review, favorite, and follow!

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