As Harry walked off downPrivet Drivetowards the Dursleys, Ron and Hermione sat side by side, waiting for his return. The silence was slightly uncomfortable, as neither quite knew what to say to the other. The sun was setting, and the sky had just turned a pinkish orange when Hermione spoke.

"So… Have you heard from Lavender, or is that, um, really over?" She asked. Ron looked perplexed.

"No – that's definitely over. I thought you knew that." Ron cleared his throat. "What about Vicky- uh, Viktor?" Hermione had shot him a repriming look.

"Oh, yes. I've heard from him" She replied.

"Oh really!" Ron asked raising his voice, his face turning a brilliant magenta colour.

"Yes really!" Hermione answered indignantly, "Him and his fiance!"

Ron didn't quite know how to answer this. His heart had dropped into his stomach at the mention of Viktor, and was only just beginning to beat properly again.

"Oh" He finally answered.

They sat through a few more minutes of silence. By this time the sky had turned a light purple colour, and the streetlights were just beginning to turn on. Ron stole a sideway glance at Hermione. His stomach fluttered just looking at her now. He thought about how pink her lips looked. It was funny how he'd never really seen her – really seen her, and how beautiful she actually was, until he'd been threatened to lose her. To Vicky. He almost groaned at how stupid he'd been, because even then, he hadn't fully realised what his feelings meant. Until now.

Hermione sat there, silently screaming at Ron to do something.

Do anything! Say anything! Just let me know how you feel!

Ron over at Hermione and she at him. Their faces were so close, he could have almost kissed her. His stomach tingled in an alarming way. It had never felt like this with Lavender.

"Um, Hermione? I need to tell you-" Ron stopped abruptly as he saw Harry lumbering over. Hermione followed his gaze, now silently screaming at Harry.

Five more minutes! She thought.

But the moment had passed.