Hey guys, this is my first fic. Well, just a few things, please review. I don't want to continue unless people are actually reading it. Even if you don't think its very good. Let me know. Constructive Criticism! If no one reads the story, I don't want to continue with what's not going to be good for the community. The other thing, well I forgot! LOL. O-tay. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Harry Potter Series. I only own what JK Rowling does not have in her books. I wish I owned it. It is an amazing thing to read.

SIX MONTHS AFTER THE END OF HBP

Late at night, early in the morning, however you want to put it, two figures walked up a familiar dirt road. They stopped at a shack near the edge of the fence for a quick discussion. What to tell people? How were they going to explain? How will people react? With a silvery-liquid-like cloak just deposited in a brown messenger bag, the first person, a tall man spoke to the shorter, brown bushy-haired woman standing next to him.

"Hey, it'll all be okay. Sure, everyone's going to be sad, but we'll all get over it. He'll be with us all the time."

"How do you know this? He's not with us! He should be here walking down to the Burrow with us! It'll never be the same."

"Look, after all this, at least it's over. The worst has happened. Now it's getting better bit by bit." The tall man removed his cloak to reveal bright red hair known to all the Weasley's with his hazel eyes and gangly walk. Sure it's over, but how can we go on with Harry not here? He was supposed to be the one to go to the Ministry and tell his OWN story. Not me, Not Hermione, Harry! Wow, I told him that in first year. Déjà vu! Way, way, freaky. "Look Hermy, Harry did what he had to do. At least he went willingly."

"Yeah… But doesn't he know we'll miss him? He just, went!"

Ron and Hermione continued their walk up the Burrow, deeply regretting letting him go. Ron reminisced the end of the final battle:

"Hermione, I love you." Ron had told Hermione the first minute they were together after the battle, "Will you marry me?" He could tell she was preoccupied with something behind him. "Well, uh, Harry!" "What! Did you say Harry when I asked you to marry you!" "No! Well, yes. But. Oh come on!" Hermione grabbed Ron's arm and sped off to the other side of the field where they had been fighting. They came upon a body lying there on the side. All to be seen out of the cloak was blood-soaked jet-black hair, and glasses a few inches away, smashed beyond repair. "HARRY! Oh my… he's not…dead is he?" Hermione knelt to her knee while Ron stood there looking in disbelief. "Wait, Hermione, what's that?" Ron leaned over to a scrap of paper peeking out of his cloak. He read it and reread it over and over before handing it to Hermione. "What does it mean though? He's never coming back? When did he write this?" Hermione did a quick spell to check how long ago it had been since he wrote it. "Fifteen minutes. He couldn't have been gone long. It looks like he struggled when he wrote it. The words were all crooked and some words were left unfinished. I am going to miss him terribly." Hermione fell into Ron's arms and all he could do was console her. He'd just lost his best friend. The one person who'd been there through all of it. Probably never to be seen again, except in history books, newspapers, and magazines all over the wizarding world. He had in fact just killed the one who killed many.

"Hermione, I would still like an answer." Ron said, grabbing her by the arm as she started making her way back to the Burrow for the first time in months.

"To what?"

"You know…"

"Well, with everything that's happened. I just… You see…Um… I can't say right now. My feelings are all mixed up. I never expected it to happen this quickly or in a haste like now. Ron. I love you too. I have since, well I don't know since, I guess since you sacrificed yourself for Harry in our first year on the way to stop Snape, or Quirrell as it turns out. That was very brave. But now that Voldemort is gone… I think we should wait. You know, take our time. Everyone was rushing to get things done with before Harry kil… Well, before all this happened. Now we should wait and you know, actually take in what we're doing so we don't regret anything ever. I don't want to mess this up." Hermione released herself from Ron's grasp and stared in his eyes for the longest time before turning around and walking down the path to her third home.

Ron watched her gracefully walk down the path thinking to himself, "I guess she's right…" As he hurried to catch up with her he entangled his fingers in hers for moral support as they faced one of the most difficult challenges they would face for a very long time.

He stopped her at the door just before they opened it and told her, "I love you. No matter what." And gave her a kiss just for proof that he wasn't dreaming.

As they sat at the table just talking over what had happened, they heard a loud bang and softened whispers as they heard many people trying to quietly go down the stairs to inspect the talking they were hearing. When the two realized what was going on, they both said, "lumos" together as the herd of Weasley's made their way in the kitchen.

"Whoozzerr?" They heard a man they suspected to Mr. Weasley.

"Dad?"

"Oh it's Ron! They've returned!" Soon the two were bombarded by hugs, kisses and whatnot waiting for the…

"Where's Harry?" They heard from a tiny voice behind all the Weasley's. Hermione saw a girl not much younger with the same Weasley traits come to the front as murmurs floated across the room. "And if you two are hiding him for a surprise just to scare me, it's not funny. Seriously Ron, Hermione? Where is he?" Ron and Hermione exchanged glances across the room as they told the whole tale, ending with where they found the note, leaving out the whole proposal passage.

"So you see, Harry knew that he wouldn't be strong enough to kill him on his own, so just after he killed Voldemort, he wrote us this note basically telling us that he knew that he wouldn't be coming home with us. He wanted to tell everyone he loved them and would miss them terribly." Ron concluded the story with that note, and at that moment, for a certain tiny Weasley, everything went black…

A/N: PLEASE review. As I said earlier, if no one's reading this, I don't want to continue working. I will however write another chapter or two anyways. Don't know when I'll get the next chapters up. I don't have a lot of free time having a lot of homework. Please just be patient…