A quick drabble to get me started…
He looks at her. She reads Hogwarts, A History, again. But, he loves her. Then, she looks up, their eyes meet, they share a smile, a look and he can't help but wonder how he got so bloody lucky.
He goes to her, he kisses her, she returns it, but all too soon for both of them, they pull away and they look into each others eyes again, then Ron breaks the silence.
"I love you, Hermione."
"I love you too, Ron." She replied. He then took his place next to her, but she crawled into his lap and rested her head on his chest as he buried his nose into her wonderful, crazy, sweet smelling hair.
At this point, they shared the same thought, " Life is good."