"About time, don't you think?" I heard Ginny tell Harry as she left us in the hospital wing. Harry was close behind but not before he smirked giving me that "I told you so" look.
"Oh shut up." I said, not being able to contain my smile. As much as I hated to admit it, I deserved that look. But soon enough Harry left too. It was just us now. Me and the boy I loved so dearly. As he lay there unconscious, I looked at him and so many memories played through my head; First year when we were at each other's throats twenty four seven, third year when Sirius had bitten his leg, fourth year when he should've asked me to the dance (which I could only laugh about now). All these times we had, and just now had we finally accepted the fact that we wanted no one else but each other. I knew in that moment as he lay in that hospital bed, that I never wanted to leave his side.
"Funny isn't it? How much we've changed over the years." I said, stroking his hand. "We've been through so much together, you, Harry, and I. I doubt we'll ever split up. How could we? We've triumphed over far more than the normal sixteen year old that's for sure. I've said it many times; we're in this together and always will be. And what you and I?" I said giggling. "We've been from one end of the spectrum to the other. Best friends and mortal enemies it seems, and even in the same year sometimes; but that never changed how I feel about you. Ever since third year I have felt this way and I imagine that won't change anytime soon. I thought it was a one way thing, but when you said my name earlier, I knew. You feel the same way about me as I do you. You always have, haven't you? You're just too stubborn to admit it openly. But that's the thing Ronald. You're just as stubborn as I am. We both know what we want but never admit it to each other. Well since you're totally unconscious and won't remember it anyway; I'm going to tell you right now. I love you Ronald Weasley, and nothing will ever change that."
I sat there for a few seconds just staring at him. I wish he knew. I wish he would just say it. Then I realized…he was coming to! Oh god, what have I done?
"Her…Hermione?" he said sleepily as I jerked my hand from his before he could notice.
"Ronald! Um….how are you feeling."
"Bloody fantastic." He said sarcastically with a grin. "You know, I had the strangest dream…"
"Oh really? Odd. Well, I'd better get going now, lots of work to be done. I suggest you rest now. I'll let Madame Pumfrey know you're awake." I said as I hurriedly walked out. How could I be so stupid? It's alright. Ron had no idea…or did he?