Ok, so this is my first 'short' story. I had it in my head for a long time now, ever since I read Deathly Hallows. At four o'clock in the morning I was sitting in my room yelling 'no, tell him you love him. Don't just let him go!'

The next morning my brother asked me that if I want to be so crazy to buy and read a book at night to keep my voice down and leave the commentary to myself :p

Anyway…

A/N the italic sentences are borrowed from Harry Potter and The deathly Hallows. And after the deaths of Fred, Tonks and Remus I finally got convinced that I don't own Harry Potter cause if I did those deaths wouldn't have happened and Hermione and Ron would start to date in their third year already.

Those magical words

"I get it, you choose him."

Ron turned around and walked away out of the tent.

"Ron, no wait, please stay!" Hermione yelled but she was taken aback by her own shield charm.

In a last desperate action to make him stay she yelled what she wanted to yell so many times before, for three years now.

"Ron, please… I love you."

Ron stopped and turned around, looking at her.

"I love you but I want to continue, I want to stop him but if you leave… if you leave I won't be able to hold on."

The shield charm disappeared and the both of them looked at each other, not saying anything.

Harry who was still furious with Ron left the room into one of the chambers.

Neither of them paid attention to him.

"Do you mean it?" Ron suddenly asked out of nowhere, still looking at her but the furious look he had before was gone.

"Yes… Yes, I mean it. I know it's the locket that makes you say what you just said so please, I'm begging you. Stay."

Ron walked back inside and looked at her. "I didn't mean what I said."

Hermione nodded taking a step closer and grabbed his hand. "I know that, I feel it to when I carry it."

Ron nodded as well and looked at her for a few more seconds until he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her passionately.

She answered the kiss as well letting her hands explore his back.

This was the moment she had been waiting for, for so long and she could feel he had done the same.

When they broke apart the both looked at each other.

"I love you to." He said kissing her on the front head.

"Good and I think it's best that no one carries the locket in the future."

Reviews are welcome of course…