"Ron! Ron!" Hermione screamed, heart pounding. She needed him. The loss of the battle had hit her hard. The loss of Fred, Colin, Lupin, Tonks, even Snape. Innocent people dying. She looked down at her scars, then Ron turned around.

"Hermione!" He yelled, and came running over to her. They needed each other. Ron looked at Hermione's beauty. He was the unluckiest and luckiest man in the world.

"Hermione, you look… beautiful." He told her. She grinned.

"And let's start over. I'm Hermione, and you think I look beautiful."
"And I'm Ron, and I know you're beautiful."