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Chapter 7 – Discussion and Plans

When Hermione returned to the kitchen she found Ginny and Mrs. Weasley sitting at the kitchen table, each with a cup of tea.

"Hermione, dear, are you feeling better?" Mrs. Weasley asked kindly.

"Yeah, loads," Hermione replied.

"Wonderful! Would you like a cup of tea?" Mrs. Weasley offered.

"Yes that would be lovely," Hermione accepted.

As Mrs. Weasley walked over to the stove to pour Hermione a cup of hot water, Hermione made her way over to the seat next to Ginny and sat down.

"Hey, are you okay?" Ginny asked Hermione quietly.

"Well, I'm feeling better, I just don't know what to do," Hermione responded.

"We'll get to that Hermione, but just not around my mum. I already told her about what happened today, so I don't think she'll pressure you for answers quite yet," Ginny told her.

"That's good," Hermione replied.

Mrs. Weasley then returned with Hermione's cup of tea.

"Here you go, dear," she said as she placed it on the table in front of Hermione.

"Thanks, Mrs. Weasley," Hermione said politely.

"It's getting late, "Mrs. Weasley said looking out the window at the setting sun, "And I still have a lot to do before I go to bed. So I'll leave you two to talk. See you in the morning."

"'Night mum," Ginny said as she stood up to give her mother a kiss.

"'Night Mrs. Weasley," Hermione said.

"Good night ladies; don't stay up too late," Mrs. Weasley said and exited the room.

For a few moments the only sound came from Hermione sipping at her tea. "So how are you doing?" she asked Ginny.

"I'm okay," Ginny said looking at Hermione, "But I'm more concerned about how you're taking it."

"I'm okay, it's just… he doesn't remember me!" Hermione said emotionally.

"Hermione, his mind's just messed up! He remembers you; he just doesn't know it. Did you see the way he looked at you?" Ginny said.

"Yes, it's just-" Hermione tried to say.

"He's falling in love with you all over again!" Ginny interjected.

"We don't know that," Hermione stated.

"Maybe you don't, but I can tell," Ginny said.

"Even if he is," Hermione said disbelievingly, "How are we supposed to explain to him that he's a wizard?"

Ginny furrowed her brow and paused to think.

"We don't," Ginny stated simply.

"We don't?" Hermione questioned.

"We don't," Ginny confirmed, "At least not yet."

Hermione looked at Ginny skeptically.

"Okay?" Hermione said, hinting that she wanted more information.

"We have to gain his trust first. Basically, it's up to you to make him fall in love with you again," Ginny replied explaining herself more fully.

"Well yes, I would hope he does," Hermione said blushing, "But we'd still have to figure out – hang on," Hermione paused. "I know what we can do to trigger his memory!"

Ginny looked at Hermione and said, "Well so much for 'He doesn't remember and I don't know what to do!'"

Hermione glared at Ginny while at the same time trying to suppress a grin and said, "Shut up!"

"Well let's hear it then," Ginny said.

"Well," Hermione started, "The past several years where I've been living like a muggle, I've been writing stories."

"Yes."

"And, recently, I started writing our story, you know, about our experiences as young wizards and witches at Hogwarts," Hermione said.

"And?"

"And I think if I can get Ron to read theses stories, it just might jar his memory." Hermione finished.

Ginny pondered over what Hermione had just said for a moment.

"Yeah, I think that would work, but…"

"But what?" Hermione asked.

"But before you start showing him that story, I think you need to really gain his trust first," Ginny said staring into space.

"I think that there are some experiences that if he was told abut them, he would remember," Hermione said blushing.

Ginny didn't notice Hermione blush and said, "Yes, I'm sure there are, but we don't want to drive him away. If anything you need to at least be friends with him again.

"Yes," Hermione paused," but what about that woman?"

"Don't worry, I don't think she's any match for you," Ginny said with a smirk.

Hermione looked puzzled, "No, I think she's dating him."

"Not anymore," Ginny replied, "I know my brother, even if I haven't seen him in years. He was just trying to get rid of her. I think the only reason he was ever dating her is because she looks so much like you," Ginny finished still smirking.

Hermione blushed, "How could you possible now all of that?" she asked.

"You didn't see the way he was looking at you," Ginny said simply.

Hermione had nothing to say to this. If what Ginny was saying was true, then things weren't as bad as they seemed. There was still hope.

"Well I'm wiped. I'm going up to bed. You coming?" Ginny asked Hermione while standing up. It was late now. The sun had set and outside there was nothing but black.

"I'll be up in a few, Gin" Hermione said as something across the room caught her attention.

"All right, see you in a few. Night." Ginny said as she exited the room.

"Night," Hermione called after her.

Hermione sat at the table finishing her tea and thinking about the conversation that she had just had with Ginny. Just the thought that Ron might be back in her life made her inside's squirm with joy.

After she finished her tea, Hermione stood up and put her mug in the sink and then proceeded to walk across the room to inspect the object that caught her eye's attention. It was an old photograph of Ron and her embracing at Bill and Fleur's wedding. Hermione picked up the photo and a grin traced its way across her lips. She remembered that day perfectly, as if it were yesterday.

A few minutes went by before she placed the snapshot of her life back on the shelf. After she did, she slowly worked her way up the stairs of the Burrow, taking her time to look at the many old photographs in the old house. When she finally made it to Ginny's bedroom, she found that Ginny was already asleep. Hermione suddenly felt very drowsy herself and collapsed onto her bed, still in her day clothes, slipping into a dream world.

"Hermione, sit still!" Ginny said impatiently

"I'm trying, Ginny, I'm just nervous," Hermione whined.

"Why are you nervous? It's not your wedding." Ginny said with a smirk, eyebrows raised.

Hermione glared at Ginny, "You know why."

Ginny was working on taming Hermione's bushy hair into an eloquent knot at the back of her head.

"Calm down, Hermione, you shouldn't be nervous. It's the same Ron that you've know since you were eleven," Ginny comforted.

"Yes, but things are different now, especially after last year. It seems like I've sent him so many signs, and he has too, I think, if I'm reading them correctly. And you remember what happened at the last formal party we attended!" Hermione said worriedly

Ginny chuckled to herself as she recalled the events of the Yule Ball.

"This time will be different. This time there's no Krum to make him jealous. Just a couple of half vela who you'll blow away in Ron's eyes, especially after I'm done with you," Ginny confidently said.

Hermione was amazed at how confident Ginny sounded. Even after her solace, Hermione could not help but feel nervous. She wasn't quite sure why she was so nervous. It was just Ron. He didn't care how she looked. He'd seen her when she woke up first thing in the morning and in the middle of the night. But she could help it. She liked him, a lot.

When Ginny was finally finished with Hermione's hair, Hermione looked at her reflection and was surprised to see that her hair looked pretty good.

"Do you like it?" asked Ginny standing behind Hermione in the mirror.

"Yes, Ginny, it's wonderful. Thank you so much!" Hermione said still looking in the mirror.

Her reflection looked like herself, but it didn't. She could still see her brown eyes staring back at her, but they were emphasized nicely with a bit of make-up. The few freckles that dotted her face from a recent sunburn were gone underneath cover-up. Her bushy hair was controlled in elegant waves and tied into a knot on the back of her head.

After studying the reflection of her face for a minute or two to make sure that everything was the way it was supposed to be, she flicked her wand over her head and her appearance changed again. The elegant dress robes that were previously lying on her bed had appeared on her. They were soft baby blue dress robes that fit snugly over her curves.

When she was satisfied (or as satisfied as she could get) with her appearance, she turned to look at Ginny. Ginny was wearing her hair in a similar style to Hermione with pink dress robes.

"You look great, Gin," Hermione said with a smile.

"You look better," Ginny replied.

With Ginny's shaky reply, Hermione realized that she was not the only one who was nervous for the day. She then took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves, and nodded to Ginny. Ginny then returned the nod and the two girls exited the room to face the reason of their anxiety.

When the two witches reached the top of the stairs, Hermione looked down to see Ron and Harry waiting for them in the living room. They had not noticed Hermione and Ginny appear out of their room and were still deep in conversation.

Harry was wearing a set of dark olive dress robes similar to those that he wore fourth year. Ron was wearing navy dress robes much the opposite to those of fourth year. They were sitting so Ron had his back to the girls and Harry was facing them. As Hermione and Ginny approached the bottom of the staircase Harry looked up and grinned at the two girls.

"Good afternoon ladies," he said with a smirk glancing back at Ron.

Hermione noticed that Ron's ears had turned pink.

"Good afternoon," Ginny replied coolly.

Ron turned around to face Ginny and Hermione and his eyes widened in awe. He was star struck by the glamorous Hermione.

"H-H-Hermione, you look stunning," Ron managed to stammer making eye contact with her after looking her up and down.

"Thanks," she said blushing and glancing down nervously. "You don't look bad yourself," she added making eye contact with him again.

"Well should we head out to the garden then?" Ginny said while smirking at Hermione who was a light shade of pink.

"Yeah, I think we should," Harry said cucklying with Gnny as Ron and Hermione continued looking at each other.

"Errr…yes that sounds good," Ron said finishing the remark suddenly with confidence. "Mum was expecting us out there ages ago but some of us take forever to get ready."

Hermione opened her mouth to retort but changed her mind when the four of them heard Mr. Weasley's voice from the kitchen.

"Harry, Ginny! Could come here for a moment?" Mr. Weasley called from the kitchen.

"Sure dad be right there!" Ginny replied. "Hermione, Ron, we'll meet you out back in a few minutes."

Harry and Ginny then left to the kitchen leaving Ron and Hermione alone in the living room.

"Well, we should probably head out back then," Ron suggested with a confidence that challenged Hermione.

"Yes, I suppose so," she replied.

The two of them then made their way out the back door to find Mrs. Weasley busy outside. When she noticed the two of them walk out she quickly picked up a camera.

"The two of you get together quickly for a photo," she ordered raising the camera.

Ron confidently put his arms around Hermione which totally took her by surprise. For a moment she didn't do anything, but then responded in the same way by reaching up to wrap her arms around his shoulders. At this connection, Hermione and Ron's faces brightened instantly. They turned to look at the camera, each of them as happy as ever.

"Ok, 1…2…3…Cheese!"

Hermione awoke abruptly to Ginny shaking her awake.

"Come on, Hermione, time to get up."

Hermione's heart sank. It was morning already.

A/N: Sorry it took so long for the update, I was just really busy. But I just took my last finals today and I'm out of school for the summer, so expect updates more frequently. Hope you enjoyed! (Please review!)