Dedicated to my girl Rach
when that girl smilesI didn't know if I could make her see
She didn't need to find the beauty
She didn't need to find the way to show me
She's like heaven on earth. A perfect slice of his favorite cake, the winning goal at a Quidditch game, his pride and joy, Hermione Jane Granger is everything to him.
She's never thought she was beautiful and in all honesty, Ron never really thought so either. The ugly ducking whom one day became a Swan, because Merlin knows during their fourth year Hermione defiantly turned into a Swan.
Ron would have admitted it then but he had loved Hermione since their third year. And now that they were married and expecting their first child, Ron told her these things. To which his wife would laugh hardily and kiss him sweetly.
He held her close, inhaling her warm scent of honey suckle and peppermint. Her usually bright eyes were closed, her chest heaving up and down in a rhythmic sleep.
Hermione had become naturally beautiful with out even trying and of course being Hermione, she was oblivious. The way her hair cascaded down her back, how she glided when she walked, the way her eyes brightened at the sight of him. She was perfect. But the one thing Ron loved the most about Hermione was her smile.
As soon as she smiled Ron felt his heart skip about 99 beats and the craziest thing about it was she knew the affect it had on him. So she would look at him until he from across the dinner table at home or when they were out with everyone and she would smile causing his ears to flush red, the corns of his mouth twitch into a grin, and his blood boil
Hermione could melt his heart with one grin; just a twitch of her mouth and Ron felt his heart crumble. Because when that girl smiled he knew he was home.
A/N: This fic is for and dedicated to Rachel because I know how much she loves fluff! Merry 18th girl! I love you! Now if everyone would please be so kind as to press that lovely review button right there, and leave me thoughts on if you liked it. I would veryveryvery much enjoy that. R&R and thank you! Much love and Butterbeer!