A/N: Okay I finally finished this chapter. I've been kind of ignoring it for a while. I started it and just kind of slowly kept adding on every once in a while. Thankfully it is finally to a point where I am happy with it so I can post it. I wrote it all in the document manager so there may be a few errors but it is okay. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and look forward to the next one.

When Ron woke in the morning, he looked around to see the living room was empty. Hermione was gone with her blanket folded and laid over the chair neatly. Opening his eyes more, he sat up slowly but didn't feel any pain like he normally did when first sitting up. It was never to bad so he had gotten used to it but he kind of liked the idea of sitting up and having nothing hurt in his body. Grabbing the crutches that were next to his bed, he managed to push himself up and slowly made his way around everything in the living room to head to the kitchen.

"'Mione?" he asked as he made his way into the kitchen but it wasn't who he wanted or hoped. It was his mum. He guessed Hermione was right, his parents would be home soon. "Mum! Where is Hermione?"

"Nice to see you to darling," Molly replied then looking over at Ron. "Don't strain yourself to much. You shouldn't be moving to much. I gave you some medicine that should help you out to heal faster. Hermione did a fantastic job taking care of you."

"Uhhh... thanks mum," he mumbled under his breath but he knew she heard. "I won't strain myself, I promise. Hermione told me the same thing. Speaking of Hermione, where is she?" he asked again, hoping his mother would actually answer this time.

"Well, last time I saw her she was upstiars in Ginny's room," Molly answered, looking over at Ron. "Be careful on those steps."

"I will mum, thanks," Ron answered, rolling his eyes as he started up the steps slowly. With crutches he had to go up one step at a time and it would take so much longer. It took about ten minutes for him to finally reach Ginny's bed room then he knocked on the door.

"I'll be right there," Hermione's voice called from inside the room. A few minutes later she opened the door and looked up at Ron with a smile. "Good morning sleepy head. How did you get up here?"

"I walked," he answered with a chuckle. "I was careful and didn't strain myself, I promise. So, can I come in?"

"Of course," she said, helping him in to the room and leading him over to her bed so that he could sit dow. "Make yourself comfortable. I was just writing to Ginny since it has been a while. Looks like she's been freaking out from my lack of contact."

"So that is why you are up here. I thought it was to hide away from my mum," he told her, watching her walk around the room. This was his first time really being in Ginny's bed room like this since normally she pushed him out before he even got in. "I wouldn't blaim you."

"But Ronald, your mum is nice. I don't get why you always think someone should hide from her," she informed him as she sat at the desk by the window. "Your mum is only scary when angry. She's never angry at me so I have no reason to hide from her."

"Lucky you," Ron muttered under his breath but he knew she still heard him anyways.

Hermione gave a sigh and shook her head, glancing back at Ron on her bed. Quietly she got up to move over to sit next to him then kissed his cheek gently. "Ron, this isn't a bad thing," she whipsered to him then turning his head to kiss his lips gently.

"Yes it is! Now we can't be alone."

"We are alone now," she pointed out with a little laugh, leaning her head on his shoulder. "Besides, with your mum home, you'll be all healed in no time at all. You'll be able to go back out and help Harry in no time."

"I suppose that is good," he whispered, looking at her as she laid her head down on his shoulder. She looked so beautiful and peaceful laying there but of course, he couldn't get the full view of her face. If he could, he would be able to see the tears that were starting to roll down her cheeks. "I'll miss this though."

"I'll be here you know," she whispered in return, hugging him tightly by the waist as she cried softly. "No matter what happens, I'll be waiting for you. I am not going anywhere and I am not leaving you."

"Hopefully if Harry has been doing well, we will be home in no time once I get back out there," he told her, holding her close now that he could hear her sobs no matter how quiet she tried to keep them. "I know you really don't want me to go out there but I have to. It won't be for long, I promise. No matter what happens, I will come back to you," he told her, lifting her head up and wiping the tears off her cheeks before kissing her gently. "I love you 'Mione."

"I love you to Ron," she answered, looking into his blue eyes and then kissing him back gently.

"Ronald! Hermione! Come downstairs for lunch!" Molly voice yelled through the Burrow.

"Yeah, come on love birds!" Fred's voice echoed afterwards.

"Oh joy," Ron mumbled, looking down at Hermione. "The twins have returned to come and ruin my life in more ways. I am already missing our days alone in this place. It was much more peaceful."

"Yeah I know, I am sorry," Hermione replied, helping Ron stand up then putting his arm around her shoulders. "At least you'll be healed faster. Don't worry, put some weight on me. You'll get down the steps faster," she told him, taking his crutches in her free hand before walking him down the steps slowly. He seemed to be scared to put to much weight on her but it was at least going a little faster than it would have.

"Awww... you two are the cutest couple in the world," Fred commented as they came into sight then started to laugh a little.

"You are lucky I can barely walk Fred," Ron muttered, giving him a glare in anger. He always hated when they teased him but now he couldn't even defend himself. "When I can walk though, you better be running."

"Aww come on Ron," George grumbled, moving to stand next to Fred. "We are only messing with you. As we already said, that is what brothers are for. Didn't we have this talk a few days ago?"

"Settle down children!" Molly said loudly to the boys and the house fell into silence. "Hermione, darling, help Ronald into his chair and everyone else take a seat." The twins practically ran to their seats while Hermione helped Ron slowly over to the chair and pulled it out for him to sit down. She carefully pushed the chair in some before taking her seat next to him. "Thank you. Now let's eat."

"Mum, where is dad?" Ron asked, gathering food onto his plate so it could all be devoured at once.

"At work of course. We were gone for a month and the first thing he does when he comes home is go to work," Molly answered quietly, looking at her son. "I am surprised we even got the chance to go away. With the war, I would think the ministry wouldn't have let anyone go away to anywhere."

"Yeah, that does seem a little odd. Maybe they thought he wouldn't be needed so much so they let him go away for so long," Ron suggested softly, kind of curious how the ministry wasn't under stricter security systems than this. With the war going on around them, it was kind of a strange thing to be doing even for them. He knew they weren't exactly smart but they know this war was going on.

"Who knows what the reason is," Hermione replied softly, looking at Ron and then going to eat her food. "All I want is just for this war to finally come to an end so we can all live in peace and not have to worry about this anymore."

"Amen!" Fred and George chimed together and then laughing a little.