Authors Note: This is my first fic. I based it off a dream i had last night! soo it might be crap. Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter

It had been about a year since their wedding day. By now they had been settled and all preoccupied in their new home finally as a married couple. They still couldn't grasp the idea that they were married. It didn't seem real to them or like they could even get this far together. There the lay, sleeping side by side, Ron with one arm wrapped around Hermione's waist the other nudged underneath her head. Ron was woken up by Hermione's quiet shiver. He pulled her close.
"You okay?" he whispered against her silky hair.

"Yeah, I'm fine, just a bad dream." She rolled over so they were face to face.

"You wanna tell me about it?"

"No no, I'm fine. Promise." she said kissing his nose. "Now go back to sleep."

Hermione stayed laying with her face towards Ron's and nudged her head into his collarbone, and with a soft sigh, attempted to fall back asleep. "I love you." She whispered into his chest. "I love you more." he said with a grin. She quietly laughed and snuggled in closer to him. He couldn't beleive it. She was all his. He had her to himself and no one could change that. The sun was peeking through their bedroom curtains early that Saturday morning. Hermione heard Ron groan as it if it was painful for the sun to be peering into their room. He rolled over onto his back throwing their comforter over his face. "It's too bloody early to be awake." He groaned. Hermione laughed her cute little laugh that he had always loved. "Ron, it's 10:45." she said with a slight chuckle. "Well, considering it's a Saturday morning, I'd still like to be asleep!" he said as he yawned. Hermione gripped the comforter and ripped it off him while laughing at his adorableness. She rolled over so she was ontop of him with her chin slightly pressing into his chest. She looked up at him. "Well goodmorning Mr. Grumpy-Pants! You hadn't planned to sleep the day away had you?" She said with a grin. He propped him self up against the headboard and grabbed Hermione by the waist so she was sitting on his lap. She gazed into his eyes smiling. "For your information, I'm not grumpy, just a tad bit tired that's all." he grinned.
"Well perhaps that's because you and Harry had stayed out all last night." she said. "Or, maybe it's because we were just having a good ol' heart-to-heart bestmate conversation for three hours." He said. "Well, either way, it's time to get up!" She cheered.
Hermione got up off his lap and sat next to him with her arm wrapped around his. Laying a head on his shoulder, "Ron?" she mumbled.
"Yes 'Mione?"

"Ron, have you ever thought about life together? I mean, like have you ever thought about our future?"

"Well, o'course I have. Sometimes when i wake up in the middle of the night I roll over just to watch you sleep and fantasized about what our life together will be like in the next year or two." he explained.

She looked up at him. "Really? What have you imagined?"

"You really want to know?" he questioned.

"Yes, i really do."

"Well, the one I'm most excited about is us having a baby on the way." he said, finally meeting her gaze.

She jumped as if she was in shock, but not enough to make him notice. "I..I-"

"Do you want to hear the rest of the story love?" he said cutting her off. She nodded against his shoulder.
He acted out his every move as he told her. "Well, I've pictured waking up to your beautiful little face as you're sound asleep. Kissing your nose." He kissed her nose with a grin. "Bringing you close by wrapping my arms around your shoulders as you tuck your head under my chin. Then when you woke up our eyes met and we both smile. I peck you upon your lips, and tell you 'I love you' and you sigh and hold me close."
She could tell where this was going, and she didn't know if she was prepared for it or not. "I..I need to get into the shower, I have a few errands to run today." She said nervously as she looked away. "Well, alright. We can continue this tomorrow." He knew she was afraid of what was coming next. He could feel it.

She got up out of bed with only one of Ron's old t-shirts on. He couldn't help but stare as she walked into the bathroom. It had only been a few days since their last shag but right now he just felt the need to give her some time before tell her the rest of his story. He truly did want to have a baby with Hermione, but they hadn't talked about it as much as he'd liked to. Which is exactly where his story was headed.