Authors Note: Hi guys, I got a comment on my first fanfic saying that I should do some one shots so here is one which is about some of the times that different characters suffered from Nightmares after the war.

Ron

I stared at Hermione's peaceful sleeping form and for the first time I truly took in how beautiful she was. Her bushy hair was splayed out on the pillow and her chest was softly rising and falling. I lifted up the quilt and slipped into the bed next to her. She automatically turned to her side and my body moulded next to hers perfectly. I rested one hand on her thigh and I used the other to trace the curves of her face. She was an angel. My angel. Our feet grazed and I relaxed and fell asleep to the rythym of her soft breathing.

We had been sleeping for around 2 hours when I suddenly felt her shake next to me. I opened my eyes and was immediately alert. I looked over to her and a look of terror was etched on her face. It was a nightmare. She shook again but twice as hard and soon she was thrashing about. I whispered her name into her ear and calmed her with soothing nonsense. Normally with these nightmares, that was enough to calm her down. But sometimes it got worse and she would scream until no noise would come out of her throat and she would just lie there and stare at the ceiling. I took her into my arms and rock her like a baby. She screamed and I was afraid that she had woken up the whole neighbourhood. She was sweating and her heart was pounding like mad. Then she did something she has never done before. She screamed my name. Just my name over and over again. I did everything I could to soothe her but she couldn't stop. I hold her down gently with one hand and cup her face in my hand.

"I'm here, 'Mione" I whisper to her just hoping she'd stop. There was a tear travelling down her pale face and I wiped it off. She stopped and relaxed. She lay awake staring at the ceiling, silent tears escaping her eyes. She turned to look at me.

"I'm sorry," she cried softly.

"Hey, why are you sorry?" I asked confused.

"Cos of me you can't sleep. I'm so bloody fed up with these effing nightmares." she replied, her eyes red and puffy. She rarely sweared and when she did it was because she was very angry or upset.

I placed my fingers under her chin and lifted it up so her eyes met mine. Our faces were inches away from each other.

"What about all those times you saved me? What about all those times you forgave me for being a stupid git? You've helped me through a lot and now it's my time to help you and I'm fine with it." I whispered in her ear, gulping as I guiltily remember when I left them in the woods. I see her look into my eyes with a look I've never seen on her face before. Then she crashes down on me and kisses me like she has never done before. I can still taste the salty tears on her lips. I break away from her regretfully and look into her eyes.

"I love you, Ron." she whispers her lip trembling. I stop it by kissing her much more softly.

"I love you too," I see her eyes shut drowsily and soon she is fast asleep...

Authors Note:

This chap is rllllly short but don't worry I'm planning to write another one rlly soon about Ron so that will be the next chapter. If you read it please review it because I'm planning to make a few of these and I can improve every time and make the stories even better. I'd also appreciate ideas on what to write in the next chapters and who to write about. READ AND REVIEWWWW.