~ Before we start this chapter I wanted your opinions on something. Right now I have no idea what I'm doing with Ron. Would you guys rather I attempt to redeem him or just bash him into a hole? Honestly, I have ideas for either but your opinions would be greatly appreciated. (Also, a small spoiler, next chapter will have the first smut scene in this story. Just a heads up) ~
"Ronald Billius Weasley!"
Molly Weasley had a furious look on her face. She had just sat there and listened, in awed silence, to her son attack both Harry and Hermione, verbally for no reason. She took pride in the way she had raised her family, well mannered and selfless, or so she thought.
"In all of my years," she continued. "I have never seen such a display of unneeded hatred. You broke poor Hermiones heart, you did that son. You have no right to treat people like that. I thought I taught you better than that."
At that point, Molly Weasley was overcome by sobs. The sight of seeing their mother cry, put all of the Weasley sons in a state of shock. Throughout their entire lives, they had rarely seen their mother cry, unless it was a family death. They all thought of her as a strong willed woman, so seeing that break in front of them, was a wake up call to them. Well, most of them.
"Honestly mum," Sighed Ron, "Its not a big deal. Its about time someone put the two of them in their place. They took advantage of my friendship."
With that, Ron tried to stand up and make his way out of the kitchen. Unfortunately for Ron, he was forcefully pushed back into his chair. He looked back, an annoyed look on his face, to see his brother, Charlie, standing behind him, shaking his head slightly.
"No, Ron." Said Charlie, "Listen to what she has to say. No more running away."
Molly wiped the fallen tears from her eyes and pryed herself off of her husbands shoulder. She gave him a thankful smile and turned back to Ron.
"Ronald, they have done nothing to you. Harry has been like a brother to you, a son to us, for years why-"
Ron let out a loud scoff. "Of course. The great Harry Potter even has my own family won over. Thanks a-"
"RONALD!" Exclaimed Arthur.
This was yet another site that no of these boys had ever seen before. Their father was always, easygoing and lighthearted, so seeing the look of annoyance and anger on his face, was a new site.
"You listen to your mother. One more word out of you and merlin help me."
Ron nodded, quieted by look on his fathers face alone. He had never had a reason to fear his father before, but that he had seen this side of him, he new it was best not to get on his bad side.
Molly squeezed Arthurs and gave him a nod.
"Ronald. Why are you acting like this? You, Harry and Hermione were so close, why did you have to ruin such a great friendship?" Molly questioned.
He shrugged. "People grow apart mum. It cant be helped. They chose not to be my friend anymore, what could I really do?"
Until this point, the Weasley sons had been quiet, but the sheer amount of stupidity that was being sprouted from their brothers mouth was slowly, but surely, getting on their nerves.
"Ron." Started Bill, "The three of you were best friends during your time Hogwarts. You took advantage of Hermione, then threw her aside like she was rubbish. Plus, you know the kind of person Harry is. Did you honestly think he would just stand there and let you treat Hermione like that? If you did, you seriously need to pay closer attention to the people you hang around with."
Ron just sat there silent, staring down at the table. Everything that was being said to him, was seamingly going through one ear and out of the other.
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"Harry!" Shouted Hermione.
Harry had stormed out of the burrow, making his way hastily up the pathway. Frustration, anger and sorrow etched all over his face, he wanted nothing more then to just vanish from the burrow and hide.
"Harry!" Hermione shouted, somehow sounding closer then she had a moment ago.
Next thing he knew, he plowed straight into Hermione, the two of the falling on the ground.
Harry let out a sigh, quickly made his way back onto his feet and gestured to help Hermione up.
"Sorry." He mumbled. "How did you manage to get infront of me anyways?"
Hermione rolled her eyes at him. "I apparated. We know magic, remember?"
Harry slapped his forehead with his open palm.
"Oh." He said simply.
They stood there for a moment, in an awkward silence. Finally, Harry looked Hermione in the eyes and spoke.
"I'm sorry." He started, "I promised I wouldn't yell at him. I let you down, I'm sorry."
She grabbed his hand, smiling at him lovingly.
"Its quite alright Harry. You have nothing to be sorry for."
He just shook his head. "I broke a promise. I let you down."
To his surprise, Hermione just chuckled.
"How would you have let me down? You just showed how much you loved me, standing up for me. Honestly, you didn't let me down Harry. I don't think you could ever let me down actually."
Harry smiled at her, pulling her into a deep kiss. As their lips met, all sense of anger and annoyance left Harrys body. It was honestly amazing how just a kiss from her could easily make the worst sitation, one of his better.
"Looks like Harry and Hermione are giving us pointers for our honeymoon, Draco." Said Ginny, wagging her eyesbrows, as she and Draco caught up to the duo.
As their kiss broke, the two of them turned to look at the engaged couple. Harrys eyes met Ginnys and the guilt returned to him.
"Ginny," He tried, only to be waved off by the red headed witch.
"Don't even bother trying to appologize. You have no bloody reason to be sorry about telling that git off. Its about time someone did."
"Still I ruined your dinner."
Ginny rolled her eyes. "As apposed to him walking in nearly an hour later? Really, Harry, if anything I'm glad you did that."
Draco let out a laugh. "It was quite funny." Harry looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "You know, minus the awkward silence, the look of detest from Ron and the.. well, you get the point."
Harry actually laughed.
"Well," Harry started. "I don't really fancy going back into that house right now. I think I'll head back home." He looked over to Hermione. "Feel free to go back in, enjoy yourself tonight."
Hermione just smiled shook her head. "No offense to Ginny and Drac, but I'd much rather spend the night with you."
The four friends each let out a small laugh.
"Care to join us for a quiet evening Ginny, Draco?" Asked Harry.
""I wish," Said Ginny "But its our engagement dinner after all, we should probably get back in there. We'll see you guys tomorrow?" at their nods, she smiled. "Well I hope the two of you have a wonderful night."
With that Ginny and Draco made their way back to the burrow, bidding the couple one final good night. Harry grabbed Hermiones and and spoke gently.
"Ready to go home?"
She smiled at him loving, her cheeks tinged in a deep pink.
"Always."
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Later that night saw four of the Weasleys left in the house. Fleur, Bill, Molly and Arthur. Everyone had taken off for the night, soon after Draco and Ginny had said their thank yous and goodbyes, Fleur electing her and BIll to stay and help her mother clean.
The four of them sat around the table, each with a cup of Mollys freshly brewed tea in their hands.
"Zis is not your fault. Mrs. Weasley. BIll az said what a wonderful mère you have been to him."
It was quite odd, but Molly and Fleur had become rather close since Fleur had married Bill. At first, their personalities clashed. Fleur wanted nothing to be the supportive wife, best friend of her new husband, but she soon found out that the motherly ways of Molly would not be the easiest to shake off.
Of course the first few months had been rough. There were manly near verbal wars between the two, but they always managed some mutal understanding, preventing anything too outrageous.
Fleur was very thankful for Molly though. Since Fleur had given birth to her and Bills daughter, Molly had been amazingly helpful with Fleurs transition into motherhood.
"Shes right mum." Said Bill "Don't let Rons hard head get you too down. You and dad were both amazing parents. Hopefuly, Ron will come around eventually and realise just how big of an arse hes being."
"And if he doesn't?" Questioned Molly.
BIll just managed a slight shrugged.
"Families aren't perfect." He said simply. "But aslong as he puts up some sort of effort, I'm sure things will be fine."