DISCLAIMER: If for some reason you like Ron Weasley, you may not want to read this chapter.

Awkward. The best description of how it felt to be in the Burrow right now. Ron just stood there, for what felt like years to Harry, staring at him and Hermione. Luckily, Molly Weasley, was the first to catch her bearings and quickly tried to defuse the tension the best way she new how.

"Ron dear," she started "Are you hungry? We still have plenty of food left. I made a few of your favorites too."

Naturally, this grabbed Rons attention.

"Oh, yeah. Thanks mom." he replied, sitting down, as he began piling food onto his plated.

Harry and Hermione shared a look. They felt like they were caught in no mans land at that moment. They couldn't just up and leave, not wanting to disrespect Ginny or Molly, and starting up a conversation just felt weird.

Thankfuly their saving grace walked through the kitchen at that very moment.

"Harry, Hermione," said Draco "Could you come here for a moment? Ginny wants a word with you guys."

At the sound of Dracos voice however, Rons head shot up from his plate.

"Malfoy!" he spat through bits of food. "If you-"

"Ronald!" Molly cut him off with a stern look.

"Hey Ron. Thanks for coming." Replied Draco, as he, Harry and Hermione hurridley made their way out of the kitchen.

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Draco led them up the stairs to a room both Harry and Hermione were very familiar with. Ginnys bedroom. Even though it had been a while since Ginny had actually lived at the Burrow, Molly had kept her daughters room exactly how it had been when she did live there.

"I'm so sorry," started Ginny "That must of been so unbearable. I didn't mean to leave you guys alone in there, I just.."

Hermione walked over and pulled the girl into a comforting hug. "Honestly, its fine Ginny. We understand, you don;t have to appologize to us. Theres really no reason."

The red headed girl let out a smile. Hermione had always knew how to cheer her up quickly.

"Yeah Gin, its not your fault. Its only natural to be hurt when one of the people you expect to show up to something important, push it off. Its okay." replied HArry.

Ginny nodded along. She stood up, breaking herself from Hermiones embrace, wiped a few fallen tears from her face and walked through the door.

"Lets go back down. No use in hiding up here any longer. Its our dinner Draco."

Draco nodded, and the four of them made their way back down to the kitchen, preparing themselves for the worse.

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Upon entering, Ginny instantly frowned at Ron.

"Ron," she said "Why the bloody hell are you late?"

Ron just shurgged, still attacking the food on his plated.

"I had some things to do Ginny. You know what its like."

If possible, the scowl on Ginnys face got even bigger.

"No Ron, I cant say that I do. How is it, that a man who refuses to even get a job, is always so busy?" She spat out.

Ron was starting to get annoyed. He dropped his fork, standing up from his chair.

"Honestly, what I do with my time is none of your buisness. Plus, why would I work? I make loads of money from making appearences. You know what people would do for one of the famous war heroes after all."

Ginnys face grew red. The anger within her obvious to anyone who had known her for a long time.

"Ron thats-" she tried to reply but Ron quickly snapped back at her.

"Plus, why is it so important that I show up to a dinner, for an engaement, I don't approve of? Sorry, Gin, but I'm not excited about you marrying a death eater, especially this one." HE finied, giving Draco a deathly look.

"Ronald Billius Weasley. Thats enough son." Arthur had enough, he wasn't going to let his son insult his only daughter on what should be a happy time for her.

Annyoed. The best way to describe how Harry was feeling. The only thing keeping him even remotely calm, was the fact that Hermione was currently holding his hand under the table, stroking his finger in a soothing way, in an attempt to even bring him some sort of comfort.

"Oh come off it dad. Someone has to say it. Malfoy could be the next dark lord for all we know, and I don't want my only sister turning dark on us."

"Well, its a good thing we have the famous war hero, Ronald Weasley himself, here to help us. We didn't even have to pay for him to appear either! We're so lucky!" GInny spat.

She couldn't actually remember the last time she had been this mad at Ron. He was slowly but surely digging himself into a whole he may never be able to climb out of.

Ron just rolled his eyes, making his way back to his food. He sat down and began eating, looking up at Hermione.

"Herms. Hows it Going? Been a while hasn't it?" He said through bites of food.

"FIne." She said simply, a disgusted look on her face. Even as an adult he talked with his mouth full. Some things just never changed.

"Still single I guess? Hard getting over me I bet. Not to worry though I'm sure I have enough room to pencil you in."

Harry tightened his grip, clutching ot Hermiones hand for dear life. He wanted nothing more than to leap over the table and shut the redheaded bafoon up, but he promised Hermione that he wouldn't.

Hermione, however, kept her cool much easier. "How lovely of you to give me another chance. I'll have to reject though. I don't think my boyfriend would like that to much."

A look of shock crossed Rons face. "You're dating someone? Well, thats surprising. Not one of Dracos death eater lackeys is it?"

Ron laughed at his own joke. When Hermione didn;t reply, he started again.

"Oh come on Herms, who is it? Unless you're lieing to make me jealous? I have to say, I've seen better."

Harry was nearly shaking from anger. Hermione just looked at him, giving him a lovely smile and looked back at Ron.

"Honestly Ronald," she started. "Havn't you heard? I'm dating Harry."

Ron dropped his fork out of shock. "What..? No.. No way." He sputtered out, in an attempt to comprehend what Hermione had said.

"I mean its only been about a month, but things are going amazingly well. Right Harry?" she said, looking over at Harry again.

"Yes. Very, very well infact." Harry replied through clenched teeth. The look Harry was sending Ron, could of easily stopped any wizard in their tracks. He looked upon him with pure hatred. No hint left that these two had once been the best of friends.

"You.." Ron managed out. "You stole her from me! The great Harry Potter gets everything he wants! I liked her first!"

"I stole her from you?!" That did it. What ever self control Harry was actually mustering floew out of the window. He just couldn't sit quiet any longer.

"You cheated on her. You took advantage of her. Her love, her trust, you wasted it all. You left her heart broken, a friend you had for over six years, you just threw her to the curb the second another offer came your way. I've been in love with Hermione for years. The only reason I never made a move because my so called best friend was supposedly head over heels for her. So like a Nice friend, I stepped back and let you have her, even though every second of it tore me up inside. Then what do you do? You run to some two-cent bint the first time she wags her eye brows at you."

Years of built up anger was coming out of Harry. Everything he wanted to say, finally being said.

"Hermiones mine, understood? If you so much as look at her the wrong way one more time, theres going to be a problem."

WIth that Harry stormed out of the room, Hermione, ginny and Draco quickly in toe behind him.

The rest of the Weasleys sat there in awkward silence. Bill and Fleur shared happy smiles with each other, it was no secret that Fleur hated the womanizer persona Ron had been building up.

Ron returned to his food, yet again shoveling in large bites.

"Hows it taste?" Questioned Fred

Ron shrugged and spoke up. "Good. Mums foods always good."

"Not the food." Said George. "The foot in your mouth."