This is the reposting of a fic that got removed because it had song lyrics in it. They are gone now.

Hey! So this has been floating around in my head for quite some time. It just occurred to me I start lots of songfics in my head when I hear songs...Oh yeah, I don't own the song (Reba McEntire) or Harry Potter (J.K. Rowling). whining can't I at least have Rupert Grint or Tom Feldon(that's who plays Malfoy, right?)

A/N- this is Hermione's point of view. She's talking to someone the entire time so I'm not going to put quotes around anything. Also surprise coupling but you will probably guess it before the end

He gets that from me

Hey. I know I usually come on Saturdays. I just felt like talking to you today. Andrew's birthday is next week. You would be so proud of how much you rubbed off on us. Neither of us are morning people. I'm surprised I get to work on time. Ha, this morning he practically threw a fit because his favorite cereal was gone. Remember? You would never touch it because it was a muggle cereal. He and I will go through two boxes of that in a week, its all we'll eat for breakfast. Remember, its what we were eating that morning...

Its amazing. You said when you first saw Andy that he was going to be just like me. 'He hasintelligent eyes, like you', you had said. You always knew what to say to make me smile. You were right, though. He read loads, he's the top of the class, and he can talk up a storm, at least, I think that's how you used to describe my conversation habits.

Its funny. People say he looks like me, but I look and all I see is you. Sure he has my eyes and curly hair, but there is so much of...you. The flaming hair, the freckles, the same lopsided grin. No one could deny he's your son.

Remember that old muggle guitar your dad gave you? The one you used to 'sing' lullabies and 'serenade' me? Just kidding. You were quite a good singer, when you let people listen. Anyway, Andy found it one day while cleaning the attic. He fixed it up and now he keeps it in his room. He even taught himself to play. Sounds jut like you when he sings.

He is just the sweetest thing. Every morning and every night he says I love you, mom. There times when he seems so much like you I want to break down sobbing. He proves just how much he acts like you but cheering me up. Andy means everything to me, I think he got that trait from you, too.

I walked by his room last night and overheard him. He was praying, asking God to keep the two of us strong. He asked him to tell you we'll make it through. (sobs)He said how much he misses you. That is a trait I know he got from me. I'll love you always.

Hermione walks away from a grave. We see the inscription:

Ronald Weasley

Loving Son, Husband, Father and Friend

March 15, 1981

to

August 14, 2011

Well? How was it? Flames are welcome!