On his first day back at school Ron was feeling surprisingly optimistic, he was looking forward to it. Especially seeing Hermione. But the image of Hermione that appeared in front of him as he walked down the corridor was not what he expected. She had tears streaming down her cheeks and was sobbing uncontrollably.

"Hermione what's wrong." He grabbed her shoulders and held her at arm's length.

"Nothing Ron. I'm okay." She tried to pull herself from his grip as she stared at her feet embarrassedly.

"Oh God, Weasley's back and he's already sticking his enormous nose into someone else's business." Ron looked up to see a blonde haired boy saunter towards him, flanked by two large boys.

"Of course, how precious. He's forgotten who I am. What a freak! Falling of Astronomy Tower." The boy sneered at Ron and he instantly felt hatred towards this boy.

"Shut up Malfoy." Hermione said glaring at the blonde boy.

"Oh, sticking up for your boyfriend Mud-Blood?" Hermione instantly cracked, as if that one word had triggered everything. Everyone who was observing the exchange turned to look at Hermione. She had pulled her wand out and had it pointed at Malfoy's throat.

"TAKE IT BACK! TAKE BACK WHAT YOU SAID! YOU ACT LIKE YOU'RE SO BRILLIANT, BUT REALLY YOU'RE JUST A SPOILED LITTLE BOY, WHO'S DADDY WORK'S FOR LORD VOLDEMORT!" She was screaming at Malfoy as tears were sliding down her cheeks. Everyone else in the corridors gasped as she said that name, and Ron wondered why. The blonde haired boy looked scared.

"Fine, I take it back."

Hermione pushed the wand into his throat with more force and glared at him.

"You don't mean that." She growled.

"I'm sorry, I take it back." Hermione glared at him for a few more seconds, pushed her wand back into her pocket and stormed off down the corridor. Ron followed her and only approached her when she had finally stopped. She was on the floor next to a tall tree crying. Ron walked up to her and sat down next to Hermione.

"You alright?" He asked. Without one word Hermione turned and put her head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her waist. They sat there for a few moments until Hermione leapt up.

"Oh God. Ron. I'm sorry." She turned to walk away, but Ron had grabbed her arm.

"What, why?" He asked.

"You're late for class." She said, recomposing herself and wiping the tears from her cheeks. There was one stray tear left and Ron brushed it away. She looked embarrassed and pulled her bag more firmly on her shoulder.

"Come on, you're going to be late for Divination." She led him through the school without saying another word to him; she stopped under a trap door and looked at him.

"In there." Ron looked up at the trapdoor, and then looked at Hermione, but she was already striding down the corridor.

He thought of nothing, in Divination, apart from Hermione and how sad she had looked. He wondered why, but didn't want to ask Harry why. At the end of Divination he left the classroom, with Harry and walked to the Main Hall for lunch.

"Where's Hermione?" Harry asked a girl, who was apparently in their year.

"Well, she was in our last lesson, mind you, she did run off really quickly at the end." The girl replied, and then added smiling at Ron: "Hey Ron." Ron nodded in greeting and then carried on eating.

"We should look for Hermione." Harry said at the end of the meal. Ron agreed, so the boys wandered round the school looking for her. They checked the common room, Hagrid's hut, the library, but couldn't find her anywhere. Ron couldn't help feeling that Hermione's disappearance had something to do with him.

At the end of the day Ron, Harry, Ginny, Fred and George had a game of exploding snap in the common room and then slowly drifted off to bed. Only Ron stayed up, he was worried about Hermione and decided to stay up. He told Harry he wanted to think for a while. And he did, he thought about Hermione and the scrap book, he was just about to get up and get the book so he could through it again, when the portrait hole opened. Hermione entered the room and without noticing Ron (as he was sat at the back of the room) she sat on the sofa next to the fire and smiled as she watched a large ginger cat run down the stairs from the girls dormitories.

"Hey." She whispered to the cat as it settled itself on her knee. Ron stood up and walked over to the sofa, jumped over the back and landed next to Hermione.

"So, is there a reason you've been avoiding me?" He asked, with a small touch of venom in his voice. She sighed at looked at him.

"Yes, there is actually." She said staring into the fire defiantly.

"Oh, really and what would that be?" He asked.

"Well, no reason really." She carried on staring into the fire.

"How close was I to dying?" He asked. Hermione looked at him shocked, as if she hadn't expected that from him.

"Well, it was quite close, you see, me and Harry were at the bottom of the tower, actually we were looking for you. Then suddenly there was this scream, and Lavender Brown was pointing at the Tower, and you were falling, Harry pulled his wand out straight away and did the Levitation, but you hit your head on the side of the tower a couple of times. Then you were asleep for about three days." She turned to look at him for the first time since the beginning of the conversation.

"Oh Ron. I thought I'd lost you forever!" She turned and put her head of his shoulder. They sat there for a while like that, and then Ron slowly tipped her chin up so that they were facing each other. He leaned forward and kissed her gently, and then moved away slowly. She was smiling.

"Really?" She asked.

"Really what?" Ron asked laughing.

"Wait there, how did you find out?" She asked glaring at him.

"Find out what?"

"That I love you?" She asked.

"No wait, I don't get it." He said looking confused.

"I've liked you for ages Ron, ever since the Yule Ball when you got really stress at Victor Krum." She said.

"Oh, well I've liked you since I woke up in the hospital wing. It was turning into an obsession." She looked at him for a moment and then smiled. He kissed her again and after they had sat there for a while in silence he realised that she was asleep.

Ron didn't know if he would ever remember how life had been before, but he didn't care; he had everything he wanted at that one moment in his life. Everything was perfect.