SwedishA/N:Well, it started as a one-shot but developed to this work... Ten chapters that is the milestones of Ron and Hermiones life together.
Proposal, Children, Marriage, Work etc. I do not own these characters and I applaud J.K who made it possible for me to love something this badly.
Ideas in this fic are also used by me in my other fictions, therefore this fic sets my tone -- ideas are mine and mine only. it's not nice to steal.

16 dec 2009 - AFTERMATCHWarning: The english is far from flawless in this piece (first piece ever written in english but don't let that faze your judgement) but the ideas however are very original, I'll eat my word if they arent. I'll probably tend to this story when the time is given but I like it in it's own flawed self. Englishwise however improves during the fic. As always the reviewers who comment my english are of the kindest sort and those who simply klicked in here to see what Ron and Hermione were up to are of the cutest kind.

Enjoy, I sure did writing it.

Ron/Hermione: Close your eyes and count to ten

Published: 08-25-09 - Finished: 10-10-09

"Close your eyes Hermione."
"Why?"
"I want to surprise you."
"Okay, now what?"
"Count to ten."
"It's silly Ron!"
"Merlin Hermione, just count!
"Fine – One…"

I :
The Proposal

The door to the fancy muggle restaurant that Hermione seemed to love was now held up by Ron. Hermione walked in followed by Ron who was very dressed up in his suit.
"They are quite nice" He added to a happy Hermione who got the suit to him for his birthday last year. Ron led her to a table with a candle on it and just as they sat the waiter came and asked them if they wanted the "love-bird" special tonight. Normally Ron would gag at the waitors "love-bird" special but instead he said something that sounded a lot like "As lovebirds we should take that, shouldn't we?" and looked at Hermione. Hermione started to laugh so hard that the waiter felt a bit embarrassed and Ron who seemed so amused by the whole situation said "the regular" and sent the waiter off with an apologizing smile.

"He always knew how to made me laugh" she thought to herself and looked loving at her nervous boyfriend Ronald Weasley that sat in that adorable suit she got for him. They had their ups and downs like the most people but their ups was extremely good and she couldn't help but feel that their downs was too bad to be acceptable. Never less she loved that man that sat across the table with a hungry stare at the plate of steak that just arrived. She looked at her lasagna and they started to eat, but never in silence. Ron was having a huge rant on Perkins at the muggle-division in the Ministry of Magic and as devoted as Hermione always tried to be when she absolutely knew that Ron needed to let some steam out she nodded and smiled and let out an accessional "No, did he really?" when it fitted. She couldn't help but feel that Ron was looking handsome today, her knight.

The deserts came and Ron though knew that this is the moment. With Hermione as a girlfriend he saw a lot of muggle movies who seemed to be a normal thing to do as couples. They always proposed at the desert and the girl often cried of happiness and they lived happily, carefree and with a lot of babies. She took up a strawberry from her plate with her fingers and put it into her mouth and looked so adorable. Ron was fighting the urge to kiss her across the table as he always did when she was being extra cute at the dining table. "Come to your senses Ron!" he thought and stood up and gave Hermione a look and felt almost immediately ill.

"What the hell is he doing"

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Ron got down on one knee infront of her and seemed to struggle. Hermione looked so confused by the whole situation. Of course she knew that he struggled to not kiss her when he sat in front of the table but she guessed that is was because the table had a candle in the middle. But to get on one knee… what was he doing?
"Hermione" He started still on one knee "Since the day you came on the Hogwarts express and told me that I had dirt on my nose with that know-it-all voice you had…" he added with a grin.
"But you did have dirt on your nose!" she added and laughed. Ron got red and she quickly regretted her laughter.
"Well – that's not important right now is it?" he snapped back. Hermione looked quite offended and the muggles around them seemed to become interested in what was happening around them now. Maybe they heard the word "Hogwarts" or the fact that the bloke kneeling in front of his girlfriend had the guts to call her a "know-it-all" during a proposal but the thing that was interesting was how they both stood up facing each other yelling their hearts out. Hermione realized what Ron was trying to do the moment he stood up. He must have planned this for a long time and here they were, having another row on the day that were supposed to be one of the most romantic days in their history together.

He was fed up so he left the restaurant with a furious girlfriend just yelling and cursing his name. As she ran after him he disappeared back to their house. He knew it was a matter of seconds before Hermione would follow him so he started to run to a place in the forest next to the house he was certain that Hermione didn't know about. He heard her yell his name and thanked Merlin that she was wearing those red high heels so it slowed her down as she proceeded. He heard her black dress rip and she moaned and yelled after him again.
Why did she always have to ruin the moments? Ron thought. He reached the top of the mountain he climbed. The sun was long gone and the only thing left on the sky was small traces of light. To be honest he wanted to run back and get her so make sure she was safe. She is always safe, she is a brilliant witch.
Still, he couldn't be enough for her, never did he quite fulfill it. She would go back and go to sleep and the next day Ron would pack his bags and leave her forever.
But oh, so deeply he loved her – it hurted to love her so intense.

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"Bloody hell Ron, you are the only one who makes me run in a forest in high heels. I'll curse you when we meet!" she mumbled and cursed to herself while she walked towards Ron. She knew exactly where he was because he always fled to the same place in the forest when they fought; Hermione had developed a really bad habit of looking at him to make sure he is okay. She climbed the mountain and saw a horrible sight that ripped her heart out. There he was, her Ron. Her annoying, row-loving, loyal and adorable Ron and she saw that he had been crying. She had never seen Ron cry since the death of Fred and that sight was a sight she never wanted to see again so as she felt sorry for him she couldn't help feeling a bit ill.
"Ron?" she whispered and laid a hand on his shoulder. He looked up and immediately felt ashamed by his weakness.
"Don't bother" she said when he was trying to clean up himself, especially around his eyes "my dress ripped and these red shoes aren't so red." She added. Ron laughed, it took a lot to make Ron laugh these days but Hermione knew that he had his weak spots.
"I'm so sorry… and how did you know about this place." Ron said to her as she sat next to him. She said something about a spell and then gave him a weak smile. She was sure that he knew she was lying. Hermione made it perfectly clear that she would never ever confront Ron about the proposal attempt. So they sat still and listened to the forest making their sounds.

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She sat in her black ripped dress with her arm next to him. His whole body felt cold except the part where her arm was pressed next to his. Forget about the muggle restaurant he thought, this was more them. It was odd, not perfect well almost horrible he admitted. Hermione looked stiff of cold now and Ron who felt that a minute longer on this mountain with the dark and uninviting forest around him was taking Hermiones defeated self as the perfect chance. He looked at her, she looked back and he took her hand. This was not the speech he had rehearsed so many days in front of the mirror and better like this he though, because that was shown to be a disaster.
"Herm" He said looking at her. She nodded and didn't even bother to comment the nickname.
"We always fight and its hard…" he started but Hermione interrupted him and said "Oh, Ron stop it! Don't say that you are going to leave me."
"You really have to let me finish Hermione, it's hard enough as it is." He said coolly. Hermione looked interested by what he was going to say.
"Where was I?"
"We always fight" she said.
"Yeah… well we always fight and it's hard but we are good like that. You know, honest and stuff." He said and feeling braver with every word he said.
"And I would not want to be like that with no-other than you. I guess that what I'm trying to say is that when I'm mad I think of you and when I'm happy that's exactly what I do. I always think of you…" Hermione gave him all her love in just one look so this was the moment he though as the little light left on the sky was leaving towards the dark tops of the trees. She grabbed his hand and looked at him with a look that said "go on".

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Ron struggled with the words; she knew because this was how he looked whenever she asked him how he felt about her. It wasn't in his nature to talk feelings or be sensitive, and she knew because she had have first-hand experience. She wanted to help, to make him feel better about it but she knew that this was his moment.
"Hermione, I love you. You know that, I love you deeply and I'm always afraid of losing you. So, I just wanted to say that it's you I see when I shut my eyes and you make me feel like I can make the strongest patronus in the world." She thought this was the sweetest thing Ron had ever said to her and squeezed his hand so he knew "Blimley, stronger than Harrys even." He added to let some tension go. She knew and she laughed. He continued
"So, with these words I just wanted to ask you if you want to spend your life with me. How annoying I might be and even if I call you a know-it-all sometimes you have to know that I adore that with you. I'm just talking now aren't I? Overall, I want you to marry me so I could be even happier than I am now. I mean…if that would make you happy as well." Ron said and his words died out.

Oh, Ron you adorable man.

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"Damn it!" he though knowing that his pre-written speech was so much better. Hermione looked rather pleased however he added but what took her so long to answer. Maybe she wanted a classy way of saying no? He couldn't bear the thought of Hermione saying no to him. Wait - was that a tear in her left eye?
"Yes Ron! Yes, I want to marry you! I want to live with you until my hair turns grey" she cried out and leaped to kiss him but Ron was sure that he had forgotten something very important. Still, her lips were to soft to keep his mind concentrating on tiny details.
"The Ring!" he burst out after a while of kissing Hermione and she laughed. Clearly she forgot that part too.
He dug his pockets and looked for the little ring Ginny had helped him pick out. As he found it he took Hermiones cold hand and put the ring on her ring finger as he made apologizes about the rocks size and the gold but Hermione looked at the ring and only said a sentence Ron never heard anybody say about his performance.

"It's perfect."

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They kissed in the cold until Ron took her hand and said that he would rather sit in front of the fire with her in his arms. She raised her wand and mumbled "lumos" and Ron raised his wand to follow her example. She thought.
"I'll show you one thing, for once let me I'll outdo you." Ron said and smiled teasingly towards her
"Take down your wand so I can show you. You have to understand how much I do love you." He added without a trace of redness or loss of words.
She obeyed and he closed her eyes carefully with his free hand and whispered her name before he waved his wand in the icy air and yelled "Expecto Patronum." Hermione opened her eyes smiled expecting the Jack Russel Ron always produced when he was conjuning a patronus but this time it was different and so familiar.

"Is that…" she started and felt so chocked of the sight in the sky. It was beautiful and ran around them like a guardian.
"I realized this a month ago when you know, I started to plan this proposal. I was sitting up here after another fight and I missed you so intensely yet I was furious. So he came, an otter, just like yours." He ended.

Hermione, top of her class knew that it was rare magic that was combined with intense love that made a patronous shift its original shape. Snapes did it for Lily and Tonks did it for Remus, but Rons doing it for Hermione... She knew that Ron loved her with all his force despite his thickness from time to time.

"And I love you too Ron, in every possible way" she added to his lost words.
She took his hand in hers ands he could see that the patronous turned so bright at these words and her simple touch that the whole forest shifted from total darkness to a sea of light.

Chapter tease: II

"Its normal Ron, they do it… we do it." She said sounding a lot like a pamphlet her mother gave her at the end of her 4th year in Hogwarts. She did the mistake of telling her mother about her new friend Krum and got sex education as response. "But when we do it, it's good." He said"Well, it's bloody brilliant." He added. Her mind wondered of to the more intimate times Ron and she spent in this same bed and on various places in this bedroom.

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