Hello! I told you all that a new story would be coming soon! I am SO SO sorry about that last mix up with my new story, q8iya and Feff! Terrible and embarassing mix-up! But here's my new story!! I hope you all like it as much as the last one! Thank you so much for all your final reviews!! And Love2Love, again, you make me giggle with you and your reviews!! Hope you enjoy!! Please R&R! and no flames! Hannah Longbottom xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Harry, Hermione and Ron walked down the Seventh Floor corridor feeling incredibly blissful. Voldemort was dead. They could still scarcely believe it, even though they had seen it with their own eyes. They were all free now!
"Somehow," said Ron, jauntily to Harry. "I don't think you're Undesirable Number One anymore, mate!" Harry and Hermione laughed. Harry had never seen Hermione look so happy. She ad Ron were holding hands and laughing. As the reached the Room of Rewuirement, they both stopped.
"Harry," Ron said. "I think we're going to talk for a bit."
"Yeah, that's fine," Harry said, not looking at all put out. "I think I'm going to find Ginny."
"I thought you said you were going to your old dormitory?" Hermione said.
"Yeah," Harry said, not looking interested in the idea. "I probably will eventually. I just need to talk to Ginny first."
He did not have to look far. Harry arrived at the Owlery and saw Ginny in the doorway, twirling her wand beneath her fingers. When she saw Harry, she smiled.
"Hey, you!" she said, her eyes bright and shining.
"Hi," said Harry.
"Nice work," she said, as if Harry had merely got an O in a Transfiguration exam rather than deafeating the darkest wizard of all time.
"Thanks," he laughed. Ginny moved a little bit closer to him.
"So," she sighed. "What was your excuse for ending things with us again?"
"I didn't want Voldemort to try and get to me through you," Harry said, smiling.
"Yeah. So what's your excuse now?" She was right in front of him now.
"I haven't got one," Harry smiled.
"Exactly," she breathed, and then she kissed him. Up until that moment Harry didn't think he could feel any happier, but he realized how wrong he'd been. The whole time he had been hunting down the Horcruxes, he had been thinking that killing Voldemort was his future. But this, this was his future. He was holding it in his arms, smelling her hair, Ginny was his future. Ginny was his everything. When they broke apart, Ginny looked right into his green eyes.
"I still love you, Harry," she whispered, as he nuzzled her ear. "I'll always love you."
"I love you too," Harry said. "I'm always going to love you. I've never loved anybody as much as I've loved you."
"So what happens now?" Ginny asked.
"A lot of things are going to happen, Ginny," Harry said, playing with her hair. "And they're all going to happen with you."
Meanwhile, Ron and Hermione sat in the Room of Requirement, waiting for the other to make the first move. They were still holding hands, but not looking at each other.
"So, are we going to talk about the kiss earlier, or what?" Ron asked. Hermione was quite taken aback. She hadn't expected Ron to make the first move.
"Yeah," she said, slowly. "Thatis what I wanted to talk to you about." Finally, Ron turned around and faced her Hermione and looked right into her soft, brown eyes.
"Hermione," he started, softly. "You have to understand how hard it is for me to say this, because I've never done anything like this before." He paused to take a deep breath.
"Hermione," he breathed, now closing his eyes. "I think I'm in love with you." To his surprise, Hermione laughed.
"You think?" she asked, incredulously. "Ron! I know I'm in love with you!" There was a long pause.
"Oh," Ron said, quietly. "How long?"
"Does it really matter?" Hermione asked, shrugging her shoulders. "We love each other, that's all that matters."
"So, why have we been just friends this entire time?"
"Ron, I gave you plenty of oppurtunities and you never took them."
"Is that why you were so angry with me when I went out with Lavender?"
"Oh, well done! It only took you a year to figure that out, Ron!"
"Well, I'm really sorry. So, what about you and me?"
"What about you and me?"
"Well," Ron stuttered. "I was just wonder-wondering if you would...ermm.."
"Ron?" Hermione asked, smiling. "You don't have to say it. You already know my answer." Truth be told, Ron probably wouldn't know what Hermione's answer was if she didn't have a huge smile across her face.
"So, I don't have to say it?" Ron asked, slowly.
"No!" Hermione laughed.
"Oh good, because that is the most awkward thing in the world!"
"Oh really? What about Lavender, how did you ask her?"
"I didn't. She just kind of attached herself on to me." Ron looked once more at the smile fo herself and her couldn't help himself. He leaned forward and kissed her, taking Hermione completely by surprise. When she finally broke apart, she whispered in his ear.
"I love you."
"I love you too," he whispered back, into her sweet smelling, curly-brown hair. "And I am never going to hurt you again. You know, the way I did when I went out with Lavender, and when I abandoned you and Harry in the forest. Hey, are you crying?" He could feel something wet on Hermione's cheeks now.
"Yes!" she said. "But only because I am so happy! I have waited for this for so long."
"Me too. I love you so much."
"I love you too. So this is it now. You and me."
"Yep," Ron said, and kissed her again. "You and me."