Sometimes (late at night) Hermione wonders how her life would be if she had chosen him.
Would it have been easier? Would she have been happier?
(At night, in her dreams, her other life plays out in front of her.)
She'll never know, because she ididn't/i choose him. Ron came back. Harry killed Voldemort and married Ginny. Just like it was meant to be. That's what she tells herself.
(She wakes up every morning, heartbroken all over again over the choices they made.)
Ron loves her. Very much. They have two beautiful children and Ron is undeniably happy. And that is enough, she thinks.
(In her dreams, her little girl has curly, dark brown hair. Her boy has black, unruly hair and startling green eyes.)
Harry is hardly ever home. This is further proof that Hermione made the right decision. Harry and Ginny belong together. Ginny can deal with his long absences. She was never as needy as Hermione. Hermione could never take being away from her husband so often. She's never spent a night apart from Ron since she finished her studies at Hogwarts.
(Hermione hates sleep. It only serves to remind her that she can never have what she so desperately wants.)
She made the right choice.
(She lives two lives – her dreams and her reality.)