It was over he was gone. He had left me. I was alone. Just me and Harry now. The golden duo. That sounds wrong. It is wrong. It's the Golden trio. It will always be the golden trio because I need him. I'm not me without him. He makes me me. He's the one who's always making me laugh not Harry. He's the one who is always bantering with me getting me to enjoy myself not Harry. He's the one who when I walk into the room he smiles so wide it makes me blush NOT HARRY! He's the one I need. He's the one I want. He's my hero. He's the one who stood up for me against Draco Malfoy and protected me against Sirius Black even though he was injured, he was the one who got jelous when I went to the yule ball with Victor Krum and HE's my hero. Not Harry Potter. Harry's my friend and nothing more. Never more. But that's why he left isn't it? Because he thought something was going on between us. But why? He has truelly got to be blind because Harry's not the one I want because he is. He's not THE Chosen One but he's the ONE i've CHOSEN and always will be. Over the next few weeks I quickly fell apart without him. Always crying and missing him. I stopped eating and drinking even talking. Without him the tent fell into an everlasting silence. You could almost hear it, the silence it just never ended.
After our little trip to Godric's Hollow me and Harry decided not to pay anymore visits for the time being. That night was truelly disatorous and it made me and Harry realise how much we needed a third in our trio. How much we really needed our red head friend. The night after I fell asleep fairly quickly and left Harry outside with my wand, his broke, he was on the night watch. In the morning I was quickly awoken by Harry's voice shouting from outside. Worried, I sprinted out to see what was wrong but he seemed to be smiling at me. What on earth could make him cheerful. I was still confused untill he moved to the side to show me who had arrived.
It was him. He had had come back to me. I can't believe he just walks in after all this time to but while walking towards him he dropped the things in his hands and began walking towards me. Any frustration I had towards him completely dissapeared when he held me in his arms. I felt so safe feeling his strong body wrapped around me. I couldn't believe it. He was back. With me! I raised my head to check it was definately him. It was. I knew it for sure the second I looked into his deep blue eyes and saw his, as always, messy orange hair. I knew I had missed him but I didn't know how much as after a few minutes I held onto him tighter so he could never leave me again. He chuckled and looked down onto me and raised my face while holding my chin and looked at him back. He smiled and I could see in his eyes and idea come to his head. It was obvious he wasn't sure but he wanted to do it so he lifted my head up higher and leant down. His lips met mine and I felt a tingle go right down my spine but it felt so right, like I belonged there. I lifed my arms and wrapped them tightley around his neck. I held on so tight, I never wanted to let go. Ron had wrapped his strong arms around my small waist and had lifted me into the air. My feet where dangling but I might have well been flying. I think he might need me too.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter I just make some parts a little more romantic for Ron and Herione as they didnt get the justice they deserved! I'm just a romantic and respect J. but I love Ron and Hermione sooooooooooo much :)
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