A/N well, I am really enjoying this bit with Ron and Hermione. I am also a firm believer that Ron and Hermione will get together before Harry and Ginny. That's the way it's going to be so if you don't like it, deal with it.

Fred was a horrible driver. At least from Ron's point of View no one worse could be driving. He and Angelina kissed at every stop sign from the burrow to the club. It was making Ron sick.

"Let them alone, Ron," Hermione had hissed at him. "Someday you are going to be like that and you will be damn glad that I'm not the one in the back annoying you."

"Fine," he had hissed back but continued to mutter all the way. When they got to the dance club it seamed as if the whole place was in full swing. Ron and Hermione ordered Butterbeers and began to watch the dancing.

"Do you want to dance Ron?" Hermione asked. Even he had to admit that she looked absolutely stunning. Her curls were pulled up with a large clip and her lips were moist with the tint of a shiny lip gloss. The outfit she wore showed off her curves deliciously. The red pants were tight, flattering her showy bottom. The shirt was black and tight. It dipped low enough so that it left Ron wondering but showed enough skin so that it was sexy.

"Sure," Ron replied huskily. He had never been in such a position before. He was beginning to sweat in the long sleeved shirt. He unbuttoned the first few buttons as he made his way onto the dance floor.

The music was loud and Ron could feel the beat pounding with his heart. The dance was fast and he and Hermione were rather close. Her back was to his front; she daringly put her arm around his neck and pulled him closer.

Ron could be daring too. He put one arm around her waist and used his free hand to run down her side. She arched her back and ground her hips against his. Despite this close contact Ron was still captivated by the fair skin on her neck.

Gently Ron and lowered his head and kissed her neck. Impulsively he ran his hand down her hip and brushed her breast. Feeling his lips on a most sensitive part of her body Hermione spun around and cocked her head at him questionably. He grinned and leaned down, pressing his lips gently to hers.

"See, he did it Angie. Pay up," Fred grinned at his wife and she pulled a Galleon from her pocket.

"Alright you win."

At Remus' Flat

"Tonks are you sure this is muggle food?" Ginny said for the tenth time that night.

"Gin, I swear on my… On anything you want that this is muggle food," Harry laughed heartily for the first time in weeks, the hollow look gone from his eyes and took an other bite of spicy broccoli.

Ginny looked at him questioningly and appeared unconvinced but asked no more, none the less. Tonks smiled at the small spat and continued to drop food from her chopsticks and then accioing it to her mouth.

That night Harry had insisted that Ginny take his bed while she insisted that the couch would be fine. They had argued for fifteen minutes until Tonks had come in, yelled at them and sent Harry to his room.

Harry tossed and turned in his sleep. Voldemort's rise to power was starting to weigh heavily on him. He kept reliving Sirius' death in his dreams. Over and over it played through his mind. Harry awoke suddenly and got out of bed. He splashed cold water on his face and tried to go back to sleep.

Ginny screamed as loud as she could. "Stop! Tom! Stop! I don't want this! Leave me alone!" tears were coursing down her cheeks and she had a fearful realization that this time no one could hear her.

A/N Sorry to leave such a cliffhanger but I don't know what's going to happen. It started out as mindless fluff and now it has a mind of it's own.

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