Ron and Hermione : Bickering since 1991

Chapter 22 : Insecurities

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[Ron]

"What happened?"

"In these last few months, why weren't you talking to me?"

"Ron, I told you already, I had Newts. And you know what happens to me while exams."

"Yeah," I smiled. And this time I truly smiled. And Hermione smiles too.

"So, I am going to be really honest with you here," I say, holding her hands and taking them in mine.

She nods, telling me to go on.

"I was feeling a little insecure."

She took a deep breath.

"Why?"

Here comes the hardest part. Why.

"Because, because I thought you..." I trail off.

"I what?"

"I thought you lost interest in me."

She just looked at me with a blank face. She blinked a few times and then said,

"I am sorry I made you feel that way."

"No, no. You don't have to say sorry. I just thought that if we are in a relationship, I should be honest wih you."

"I appreciate that."

"I am sorry, Hermione."

"Ron, its okay. We were living apart for a year and we had not been in proper contact, these things happen sometimes, it's okay. And, its just better to leave somethings unspoken."

And then she kissed me.

I hurt her. I know I did. I regret it. But I had to tell her. I had to. And there is nothing more that I can do than apologize.

"Let's go for a walk," I say pulling her hand, actually not giving her the chance to reply.

As we are walking outside the pub in the muggle streets, I put my arm around her shoulder.

"Let's go get a-a cap-cap-capu-capuchi."

"A cappuchino?" Hermione asks.

"Yes, whatever that is."

She laugh. And bloody hell, I had been dying to see her laugh that way. She looked so pure, so stern, insistent,

Beautiful.

"Why do you suddenly want a cappuchino?"

"Isn't that what we got last year when we were on the run, after Bill and Fleur's wedding?"

"Yeah, I think so. You remeber that?"

"Of course I remeber that," I say, smirking.

She just grins at my silly behaviour. At least I got her mind off what I said earlier today. That counts.

We go inside what muggles call a cafe, and Hermione orders two cap-capu-capu, aghh.... whatever the capu thing is.

Then we go and sit at the table.

"So, what's next?" I ask.

She sighs.

"Well, I will probaly do something more to promote S.P.E.W."

"Oh, so you are going to help the House Eleves with spew?"

"Yes, and for the millionth time, its not spew. Its S-P-E-W."

I grinned.

"What?"

"What?"

"Why are you grinning?"

"Your determination and smartness is sexy."

And with that I pulled Hermione for a kiss. I felt like I was going to melt by the touch of her soft lips. Sparks flying in my chest, my lips, everywhere. What I wouldn't give in this world to be with Hermione.

Good thing we are back to normal now. You know, she and me, arguing over spew. Reminds you something? Well it certainly does to me.