Everything in bold is taken directly from Harry Potter And The Deathly Hallows and is not my own writing.

Also, there will be words taken from my other story, Harry Potter and the Other Side. Those words are my writing and will be in italics.

Deathly Hallows: The Hero Kiss

"I never, ever, want to see the inside of that horrible place again." said Hermione as she and Ron headed back to the Room of Requirement, arms full of Basilisk fangs that they had just acquired from the Chamber Of Secrets.

"I strongly agree, love." said Ron. "But now we can finally end this."

They had just returned from the depths of the school, where in their second year, Ron and Harry had went to save Ginny from Tom Riddle.

Hermione was petrified at the time and Ron hadn't made it as far as Harry, as he was stuck babysitting an obliviated Lockhart. So when they had reached the great Chamber, they hadn't known what to expect.

The giant skeleton of the basilisk laid there, fangs still filled with poison. They had extracted many fangs, not knowing how many they would need.

While they were down there, Hermione faced her deepest darkest fears as she was the one to destroy Helga Hufflepuff's cup.

Hermione placed the cup on the floor. Sensing what was to come, the cup shook and came to life.

"I have seen your heart, and it is mine"

"Don't listen to it Mione!" Ron screamed.

"Born a Mudblood. Born to a family that doesn't understand you. Teased and ridiculed for being an insufferable know it all!"

Suddenly the smoke took on the shapes of Ron and Hermione's parents. She stood frozen looking at them.

"Hermione stab it now!" Ron screamed.

"You're such a stupid bitch Hermione Granger" the smoky Ron spat smiling an evil smile. "Did you seriously think I would fall in love with you? A Muggleborn? How dare you think I would mix my pureblood with yours! You're only good for one thing, and that's laying on your back you filthy Mudblood!'

No. It couldn't be true. Ron would never call her a Mudblood.

"HERMIONE DON'T BELIEVE IT! STAB THE MOTHERFUCKER!"

"You vile girl!" The smoky image of her mum said. "How dare you use magic against us! But in a way, we are thankful. We can forget we ever had such a loony daughter."

"Stupid stupid girl" the image of her dad said. "You are a disgrace"

"You are nothing. Nothing. Nothing." they all said together.

Hermione started to cry tears of anger and pain.

"HERMIONE!"

'Ron...the real Ron...he's calling my name.' thought Hermione

"STAB IT! STAB IT! BLOODY HELL HERMIONE STAB IT!"

Hermione raised her arms and came down with the fang as hard as she could into the cup.

Instantly the images disappeared.

She dropped the fang and collapsed onto the ground sobbing. Ron ran over to her and scooped her up into his arms.

"Whatever that fucker said to you, was a lie. Every single bit of it. All lies."

"You... You called me... You called me a Mudblood..." said Hermione shakily.

"I would never." said Ron sincerely. "Never."

"My parents...they.."

"They love you Mione. It lied. It's over now though. You were brilliant Hermione!" said Ron.

The two friends felt as if they had overcame the biggest obstacle in the world. Both of them were running and laughing at their triumph.

Hermione felt extremely elated. Ron had done so much to get them there. He had to mimic Harry's parseltongue, something that they both thought wouldn't work, he had navigated them through tunnels that he hadn't even seen, and he had successfully flew them out of the chamber while carrying the dangerous fangs.

In her eyes, Ron had went from her knight from first year, to truly being her king. And she was tremendously proud of him.

They made it up to the Room of Requirement where they spotted Harry looking absolutely frantic.

"Where the hell have you been?" Harry shouted.

"Chamber of Secrets," said Ron.

"Chamber...what?" said Harry, coming to an unsteady halt before them.

"It was Ron, all Ron's idea!" said Hermione breathlessly. "Wasn't it absolutely brilliant? There we were, after we left, and I said to Ron, even if we find the other one, how are we going to get rid of it? We still hadn't got rid of the cup! And then he thought of it! The basilisk!"

"What the..?"

"Something to get rid of Horcruxes," said Ron simply.

Harry's eyes dropped to the objects clutched in Ron and Hermione's arms: great curved fangs; torn, he now realized, from the skull of a dead basilisk.

"But how did you get in there?" he asked, staring from the fangs to Ron. "You need to speak Parseltongue!"

"He did!" whispered Hermione. "Show him, Ron!"

Ron made a horrible strangled hissing noise.

"It's what you did to open the locket," he told Harry apologetically. "I had to have a few goes to get it right, but," he shrugged modestly, "we got there in the end."

"He was amazing!" said Hermione. "Amazing!"

"So..." Harry was struggling to keep up. "So..."

"So we're another Horcrux down," said Ron, and from under his jacket he pulled the mangled remains of Hufflepuff's cup. "Hermione stabbed it. Thought she should. She hasn't had the pleasure yet."

"Genius!" yelled Harry.

"It was nothing," said Ron, though he looked delighted with himself.

"Nothing? Nothing? Ron you were absolutely brilliant!" said Hermione as if she was a proud cheerleader.

Ron blushed, feeling wonderful that Hermione had shown him such appreciation.

"Well the other Order members have come through, we need to go and help them." said Harry.

"What about Ginny?" asked Ron anxiously.

"She's fine. She's in the Ravenclaw common room safe." said Harry smiling.

"Hang on a moment!" said Ron sharply. "We've forgotten someone!"

"Who?" asked Hermione.

"The house-elves, they'll all be down in the kitchen, won't they?"

"You mean we ought to get them fighting?" asked Harry.

"No," said Ron seriously, "I mean we should tell them to get out. We don't want anymore Dobbies, do we? We can't order them to die for us ยจ

There was a clatter as the basilisk fangs cascaded out of Hermione's arms. Running at Ron, she flung them around his neck and kissed him full on the mouth. Ron threw away the fangs and broomstick he was holding and responded with such enthusiasm that he lifted Hermione off her feet.

Hermione and Ron had lost themselves. The both of them could feel the emotion of pure love flowing from each other, nothing else in the world existed. They weren't in a castle that was under siege by an evil wizard and an army of Death Eaters outside the doors. They were back at the Burrow. In the sunlit field, safe, warm, content, and in love.

"Is this the moment?" Harry asked weakly, and when nothing happened except that Ron and Hermione gripped each other still more firmly and swayed on the spot, he raised his voice. "Oi! There's a war going on here!"

Ron and Hermione broke apart, their arms still around each other.

"I know, mate," said Ron, who looked as though he had recently been hit on the back of the head with a Bludger, "so it's now or never, isn't it?"

"Never mind that, what about the Horcrux?" Harry shouted. "D'you think you could just...just hold it in until we've got the diadem?"

"Yeah...right...sorry... " said Ron, and he and Hermione set about gathering up fangs, both pink in the face.

Harry gave them a knowing grin and took off as Ron and Hermione finished picking up the fangs.

"If I don't get to tell you before something happens-"

"Don't talk like that Ronald Weasley!" interrupted Hermione.

"Let me finish." said Ron. "I just wanted to let you know that-"

"No Ron! interrupted Hermione again. "Tell me later, when this is over and we start our normal teenage life."