Finally.
Finally after everything went darkest, there's was finally light.
As selfish as it sounded, the best part of all, was her. He finally had her. After years of wanting her so badly, she was his. His hermione.
The tears that started running down his dirty face, were both cause of joy, sorrow, angst, and love. Emotional range of a teaspoon? I don't think so.
His thoughts stopped flowing as he heard a beautiful voice approach him from behind.
"Ron?"
he looked over and saw her staring at him, as if questioning his sanity. He knew she was aware of how much must have been running through his head.
He said nothing. He simply reached out his hand for her to take. As she took his hand, He stared at their joined hands, amazed at how fragile she seemed, knowing she was anything but. He suddenly felt a rush of beautiful thoughts, of what awaited them, he was so excited to start being not just Ron, but Ron and Hermione. To think for two, to brush that messy hair he loved behind her ear, to kiss her when she least expected, to tell her he loved her every moment he could.
This was it, he would not let her down. He would not waste this opportunity, after all they had been through, he knew a next day is never guaranteed. He'll make every single day count. Hermione deserved the best, his Hermione, deserved the best.
His face went serious, but gentle, he put every single emotion he could find in his heart and looking straight into hermione's beautiful brown eyes, he put his ALL into 3 words.
"I love you"
She looked up at him, a smile slightly growing on her face and tears building in her eyes,
"I love you too."