*Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Harry Potter, that lovely job is taken by Queen Rowling*
He looked so peaceful when he was sleeping, like the young boy she fell in love with again, not the worried man she loved now. Plus she could never stare at him for very long when he was awake. She could stare at him all she wanted now. The way his soft red hair lay across his forehead and the lovely sprinkle of freckles across his nose. The only bad thing was that she could not see his eyes. Oh how she loved his brilliant blue eyes, she could get lost in them forever. She finally closed her eyes and her dreams were full of wonderful images. All included his lovely blue eyes. She first felt a small tug of her hand, then a slight kiss on it. The dream was so real, she almost woke up, just to check. Then she felt herself very pregnant, she had a small red haired girl in her arms in front of her, curled around her stomach. The girl could not have been more than two or three. There was a strong arm across her chest with pale skin and light freckles on it, exactly like the little girl in front of her, only darker. Then the scene changed. She felt herself crying, but she felt very happy, she was at a wedding and she felt like it was of the girl she was holding earlier. Now the girl was about twenty five or thirty. She realized it wasn't real though when the groom looked like a much softer Draco Malfoy. Soon she saw the eyes, the blue eyes. They had soft tears in them as they looked at her. Once again the scene changed. She was outside surrounded by people. Then she was crying again, this time with pain. She was watching someone be lowered into the ground. Then she felt a tug of her hand and looked down to see freckles and then a small tug of her other hand, with the same freckles. She watched as a young man lay down in the grass and cry over the grave and whimper "no, not grandma, she was my favorite, no not grandma" over and over again. She felt a pull on her hand again, then another and soon she was hearing her name being softly called. She awoke with tears on her face. She looked up and there were the eyes, they looked worried now. "Are you alright Hermione? You were crying. Did you have a bad dream? She sat up still looking at him. She sat there for a moment then flung her arms around his neck. After a second he sat down and hugged her back. "it's alright 'Mione, you are safe now" he whispered into her hair. Her grip on him tightened as she lay on him, smelling he Ron scent, she could not describe it but she did know it held subtle hints of spearmint toothpaste. She let him just hold her, he then placed his hand in the back of her head and she buried her face in his chest. She wished they could stay like this forever. Soon she felt herself drift off to sleep. When Ron went to lay back down she put out her hand and asked him to please stay with her. He grabbed her hand. "I will always stay with you, you are my best friend." That is what Harry awoke to the next day. His two best friends almost holding hands.