So readers! I'm just letting you all know that Harry Potter does not belong to me.

In this fanfic, you'll hear Ron mention Hermione having a nightmare. I'm letting my readers help me decide whether or not to write that as a fanfic. I think it'd be cute (especially when Hermione goes into Ron's room because she's scared and doesn't want to sleep alone). I think the scene would have a lot of potential fluff. Of course, I'd love your opinion. enjoy!

Harry walked into one of the bedrooms and he found Ron inside at Hermione's bedside. When he saw Harry, Ron jumped a little.

"Oh, it's you," he said. "I thought you were Bill or Fleur. Just be quiet, she's sleeping."

Harry nodded and sat in a seat a little ways away. There was a tender softness in Ron's eyes as he sat with the sleeping Hermione. He was stroking her hair and he would occasionally graze his thumb across her cheek. She would stir but not awake. Harry simply watched them.

"Look at her sleep," said Ron. "The way the moon shines on her skin. She looks so peaceful…w-wouldn't you say?" he added to Harry, his cheeks turning slightly pink.

"Yeah," said Harry.

Ron turned back to Hermione. "At least tonight she's sleeping peacefully. She's had nightmares the first two nights we've been here."

"Nightmares?" asked Harry quietly. "What about?"

"Always the same thing," said Ron. "Bellatrix and that knife. I suppose Bellatrix's face is scary enough for any sane person to have a nightmare."

Ron looked sadly at Hermione, who was still sleeping so peacefully.

"The first night she woke up she wandered into my room. She barely knew where she was. Hermione just didn't want to sleep alone so I just stayed with her until she fell asleep. The next two nights she's been moaning in her sleep and I've run in there to hold her and calm her down. I came in here tonight because I didn't want her to start moaning again. She's calm when I'm here."

Harry watched his two best friends. Ron looked at Harry.

"She's the one, Harry. It's her. It's always been her."

His eyes grew faintly misty.

"If anything were to happen to me…please take care of her."

Harry felt ice shards pierce his heart, but he nodded.

"Yeah, I will."

Ron nodded and looked back at Hermione.

"I love you," he whispered to her sleeping figure. Then Ron quietly lay his head next to hers. Harry got up to leave them to sleep.

Soon, Ron and Hermione were asleep together.