Authors Note: This is my first fanfiction. I would really appreciate comments and any advice you may have for me. I will take it into serious consideration. Thank you for reading my story! Rated T just place the summer after the war. Ron/Hermione fic.

Hermione's POV

When I woke up it was six o'clock in the morning and Ginny Weasley was still asleep. So I pulled on a pair of pants and a baggy sweat shirt as I slipped out the door. When I walked down the stairs I found siting in the kitchen gripping a cup of tea sobbing softly. It had been only 2 weeks since the war and at the burrow, the loss of Fred hung in the air.

"Hi ." I said softly

"Oh Hermione, what are you doing up so early?" Molly asked while dabbing at her eyes

"I just couldn't sleep so I thought I would get up and have some breakfast."

"I'll put on the kettle then. Would you like some tea and toast?" she asked.

Her motherly instincts were obviously in over drive. Not that I minded though because after spending months in a tent, having a violent bloody battle and with my own mother in Australia, I could use some extra mothering.

"That would be great thank you." I said yawning

I was exhausted I hadn't had a decent sleep since the night after the battle. I was constantly plagued by nightmares of Bellatrix Lestrange and the people I had known since childhood dying. If that wasn't enough I couldn't stop thinking about Ron and the kiss. What would happen between us? Did Ron even like me that way? Ginny seemed to think he did but how could I be sure? I was supposed to be the smartest witch of our age and I can't even figure out if a damn boy likes me. I feel like such an idiot for even falling in love with Ron in the first place. We had hardly talked since the kiss and it never felt like the right time. For goodness sake Ron has enough stress as it is he's still mourning Fred and I know he's worried about Gorge. So why add more to his list of worries? Really if Ron loved me he wouldn't have dated Lavender and he wouldn't have left. He couldn't like me anyways. Ron wouldn't love me. Bushy haired, bookworm, ugly me not when he could get girls like Lavender Brown. Girls with perfect straight blond hair, perfect figures and that were actually pretty.

"Hermione dear, are you alright?" asked as she placed a cup of tea and a plate of toast in front of me.

"I well… no not really." I admitted

"Well if it's anything I can help you with let me know." She told me looking concerned

"I could use some advice. But it's nothing important that couldn't wait. I don't want to be a bother or anything. Especially with you having just…" I stopped

"Lost Fred." finished for me "Hermione don't be ridiculous! You're like a second daughter to me so whatever it is I'm sure it's important and I would be happy to help. So what's wrong dear?"

"I keep having nightmares and… I don't know how to talk to… Ron about anything anymore it's just so awkward. I don't want to stress him out or make it all worse. He already has enough to deal with. I don't want him to have to add me to his list of concerns." I told her

"Hermione what are you so worried about telling Ron? You have known each other since you were eleven years old." she asked

"Well things have been a little awkward between us since the battle and since we umm… kissed" I muttered the last word blushing. I was a little embarrassed about knowing I had kissed her son. I looked up at her and saw that she was smiling.

"Well it's about time. I was wondering when you two were going to do something about how you feel about each other. You should really talk to Ron about this though." She told me with a smile on her face

"But what if he doesn't feel the same way as I do ? What if he doesn't love me back? If he doesn't then it will ruin our friendship and he just lost a brother he doesn't need to lose a friend too!" I said panicked

"Dear, Ron loves you it's obvious to everyone. I might not be a teenager anymore but I do still notice these things you know. I've seen the way he looks at you Hermione. He looks at you the same way you look at him or the same way Harry and Ginny look at each other. The way he acts around you reminds me of Arthur before we started dating. And Ron needs you Hermione especially now. He's going to need support and someone to lean on. You are right though Ron doesn't need to lose a friend. But he does need to know that you love him." She told me

"How can you be so sure he loves me? Really he probably figured out that I'm in love with him years ago and if Ron's been in love with me as long as I've been in love with him why hasn't he said anything yet? He probably wouldn't like me anyways." I told her

"There are some things a mother just knows, I've watched almost all of my children fall in love and Ron's no different. Hermione you know Ron hasn't told you he loves you yet for the same reason you haven't told him. You're both nervous, self-conscious and worried about ruining an important friendship. Now why is it that you're so convinced he won't feel the same way?" asked while pushing her vibrant red hair out of her eyes.

"I'm not pretty. I have bushy hair, I'm a bookworm with an otherwise very plain figure and appearance. So why would Ron love plain boring me when he could have some beautiful girl instead." I told her exasperatedly my hands griping my mug of tea a little too forcefully.

"It's not all about looks dear. Really Hermione you are very pretty and I'm sure Ron thinks so to." She assured me

"Well maybe your right." I said

"I know I'm right but you are going to need to talk to him. You should do it today too because he's going to need you tomorrow and I know my son well enough to be able to say he's not going to make the first move." told me and I knew she was right tomorrow was Fred's burial. Ron was going to need someone to help him through and that person was going to be me.

"Okay I'll talk to him." I agreed

"Good I'm glad to hear it." said with a smile and that concluded our conversation.

I finished my breakfast then I read a book on healing magic. Which I really needed to improve on and slowly but surely the Weasley family got up. Starting with then Charlie, followed by Bill and Fleur, shortly after Percy and an empty looking Gorge appeared. Then finally the Weasley I had been waiting to see all morning came down stairs for breakfast. Ron was wearing a pair of jeans and a tight fitting sapphire coloured t-shirt that brought out his eyes which were only a few shades lighter. He was so perfect and handsome despite other girls thinking he was average I thought Ron was the most wonderful guy on the planet. No one had ever made me feel more alive.

"'Morning Hermione." Ron smiled sleepily at me

"Good morning Ron." I smiled back watching him walk into the kitchen and pile six pieces of toast onto his plate. Shortly after Harry and Ginny came down the stairs holding hands pecking each other on the cheek every few seconds. Not two minutes later Ron shot out of the kitchen like there was a fire and sat on the couch next to me with a slice of toast still in hand.

"Hi." I said upon his arrival

"Hey do you mind if I sit here? 'Cause Harry and Ginny are in there snogging and I'd prefer not to see it. Especially while I'm eating my breakfast." He said as he shoved his last piece of toast in his mouth.

"No of course I don't mind and when you're done could we maybe ummm… go talk." I said looking down at the large book on my lap then back at him nervously.

"Yeah sure Hermione lets go outside." He said and I could tell he fully understood what I wanted to talk about. He got up and held his hand out for me to take. I took his hand and he led me through the kitchen and out the back door still holding my hand when we got outside. As we went past the kitchen I saw smile knowingly at us and Ginny grinned raising her eyebrows at me.

Note: I will add more chapters depending on comments so if you want to hear more please let me know! Hope you enjoyed it!