Hey y'all! I'm glad you enjoyed the last chapter! It was so short, and personally, I think it was not one of my best. Onto the story then, shall we? Chapter 9:

How Did We Get Here?

How did we get here?

I used to know you so well…

"For Merlin's sake, Ron! It was not a date!" Hermione cried, chasing her fiancé down the hall of their cramped flat. She stepped over boxes and kicked bags out of her path. Ron and Hermione were getting moving to a cottage once they get married on the 5th of September. It was the 27th of August.

"I saw it with my own eyes, Hermione! You're really trying to deny something I saw with my own eyes? I'm not a blind, daft-bloke!" Ron spun around and grabbed her shoulders, steadying her to look up at him.

"Ron, it was tea. Tea and nothing more." Hermione looked down. "I thought we trusted-"

"I trusted you, and you had tea with Viktor bloody Krum! Accepting tea with Viktor Krum is like… Like accepting an invitation to sex with Viktor Krum!" Ron raged.

Hermione stood in the threshold of the small hallway, watching Ron's tirade.

"I asked him to tea, Ronald, I-" Hermione began.

"You asked him?" Ron froze. "I thought I knew you, I used to know you so well, 'mione, but now… I dunno what to believe." He said a matter of fact.

Hermione looked him in the eye. "Trust me, Ron. Trust… me."

"Oh yeah, why should I believe this little mingle outing was 'just tea?'" Ron mocked.

"I was… I was telling him about the wedding." Hermione confessed. "I was telling him that I never loved anyone as much as I love my fiancé, you of course," she waved her hand at Ron.

"I told him he that he needed to stop sending… Sending me Owls, because I don't think I can ever look at one of those fowl messages ever again, and that I knew about his fling with Farrah Fletcher during the Tri-Wizard tourney. I told him that I was marrying the man of my dreams, a man that I loved and still love, even more than he'll ever know. I told him how happy you make me, and how sad. I told him how I don't think I could ever love anyone as much as you, and how I'd never lie to you…ever." Hermione choked back tears.

Ron stood in sorrow. "If I was talking to Viktor, I'd tell him that I was embarrassed and sorry for hurting Hermione… you… so badly. I'd stand in regret, for not believing her all the time. I'd also tell him how I especially hate Viktor Krum now. But that I won't lose any sleep, because I'm in love with a girl named Hermione Granger. And… in due time, She'll be Hermione Granger… Weasley." Ron confided.

As he finished speaking, Hermione walked right into his waiting embrace. His warm, comfy, Weasley embracing bear hug she's always loved.

They had to have their first fight sometime! I hope there aren't any dumb mistakes in this chapter, I did quite some editing! Oh well! Review!