He was incredibly moved to see Hermione weeping now, tear tracks blazing down both of her cheeks. She lunged forward and wrapped him in a hug. "Longer," she rasped. She rubbed his back before drawing away and cupping his cheek. "Oh, Ronald...." She swayed into him and kissed him like she had never kissed him before, and Ron clutched at her and snogged her back, afraid she might disappear any second, like the apparition of her in that infernal locket.