It's really hard to look at him without having anything but fear. I think it's really the unimaginable for thinking about losing him to death. You could imagine what my reaction would be. I normally question myself for why I worry so much about him, but in honesty it doesn't take the mind of Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall to know that I love him. He means the world to me, hence Harry of course. Losing them both to death seems such a horrendous thought to be honest. Though, I try not to think about it as much. It's hard to fake a smile while having a conversation about possibly being able to defeat Lord Voldemort at the end of all this.

"Hermione?" Ron says behind me as I sit in front of the fireplace alone.

"Yes Ron?" I say feeling slightly startled as I get out of my thoughts and look behind.

"Are you all right?" He asks.

"Of course I am," I said then cleared my throat, "Why think not?"

Ron shrugged as he sat down beside me, "I guess I'm not then."

I look deep into his eyes and smile, "We're going to be fine Ron."

There I go again, faking that smile.

"I know it's just that I'm really worried." He said sadly.

I raised an eyebrow, "Shouldn't I be the one to worry?" I asked smirking.

He smiled, "Yeah, but what I really meant is that, I'm worried about losing-"

"Ron you won't lose Harry." I said immediately.

"No, I didn't mean Harry, I know Harry will be fine. He'll make it for sure."

"You're worried about dying then? Because, I am too." I said quietly.

"I would die for the right doing Hermione." He said naturally.

"Then what are you worried for?" I asked.

"I'm worried about losing you." He said rapidly.

And all this time I thought it would be easy to smile at situations for reassurance.

Generally, the only thing I was capable to do at this moment was to arouse tears from my eyes as I shook my head.

"You won't lose me." I said after a moment of catching my breath.

He came in closer and held me against him. I suddenly could feel tears dripping down from the top of my head.

"Hermione." He said in a shaky voice. "I'm so sorry."

"Sorry for what?" I said not being able to obtain my tears.

"For all the possibly ways I could hurt you Hermione. And with Lavender and completely messing up every piece of happiness I could that you needed."

Oh Ronald, you are obviously such a fool sometimes.

"Ron, you are my happiness." I said crying into his arms.

He then kissed the top of my forehead.

I looked up at him and our eyes met.

You could imagine what happened next.

He brought my chin up with his hand and he kissed my lips gently.

"I love you." He said.

I then wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back and onward we went for a long time.

It doesn't even take the mind of Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall to know that 'm madly in love, with Ron Weasley.