AN: HEHEHE, HERE I AM AGAIN! I HAVE DECIED TO TALK IN ALL CAPS FOR EVER AUTHORS NOTE! AS SOME OF YOU KNOW, THIS WAS ONCE A SEPRATE FIC, AND I WROTE MALFOY MANOR YESTERDAY, I HAVE DECIDED TO PUT THESE TWO AS ONE FIC! AND TO MAKE THIS CLEAR, THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER! SO I SHALL LAUGH IF I SEE SOMEONE ALERTED THIS STORY. HEHE, JUST KEPT READING!
Hermione was cradled in my arms, fast asleep. We were at the shell cottage in Bill and Fleur's guest bedroom. I looked down at her and saw a slight cut on her neck. Her arms where covered in blood. Written very clearly on her left arm was 'Mudblood'. Bellatrix Lestrange had carved it into Hermione's flesh. I wanted to tear Bellatrix limb from limb for doing that to Hermione. I can't explain it and I don't know when or how, but I love Hermione Granger. She has no idea how close she was to dying tonight. Bellatrix told Fernir Greyback that he could have Hermione when she was finished questioning her. I begged her to take me instead, but no luck. She merely laughed and said, "If she dies under questioning you'll be next." Tears stung my eyes; I tried to blink them back but no such luck. What if Hermione had died without me telling her how I feel? It would destroy me that I never had her soft lips on mine, never held her hand and so much more. I had to tell her, maybe even tonight. I cannot risk one of us dying. Hermione's eyes fluttered open.
"Ron?" She asked weakly. Looking up at me.
"It's me Ron Weasley, Hermione." Tears filled her eyes threatening to spill over.
"Ron what happened?" Hermione asked. I sighed, I did not want to relive that awful moment when I thought she was going to die. I pushed that thought out of my head and relived it yet again. When I finished she started up at me with those big brown eyes that were slowing feeling up with tears. Mine were filling up too at the very thought of her dying.
"Ron?" She asked again.
"Yea?" I said cradling her closer.
"Did you really ask Bellatrix to take you instead of me?" I flinched at the sound of Bellatrix's name.
"Yea I did." Her right arm grabbed my wrist, and then she slowly moved her fingers down to mine. Before I knew it I was holding her hand. That's one thing to check off the list I thought.
"Hey Ron would you mind telling me what um… Really happened that night when you destroyed the Hourcux?" My eyes shot open wide in fear. I gulped as I said.
"How did you know that it didn't just scream?"
Hermione snorted and said, "Ron, Harrys a really bad liar." I could feel my ears redding a dead giveaway that it was embarrassing. I began to tell her what really happened with the Hourcux. When I was finished she said.
"Ron you know that Harry is like a brother to me and nothing more."
I sighed in relief.
"Ron, but you aren't like a brother to me." My heart sank like a stone. I turned my head away from her and let go of her fingers.
"Oh." I said stupidly. I started to debate whether or not to curse myself for thinking that beautiful, smart, funny and amazing Hermione Granger would ever like a guy like me.
"Your more."
"What?" I said in complete disbelief.
"Ronald Weasley I love you." Hermione said looking straight into my eyes.
"I love you too." I said gazing down at her. Her fingers found mine again and she closed her eyes to go to sleep. I couldn't resist the strange urge to stroke her long brown hair.
"I love you Hermione Granger."
AN: THANK YOU FOR READING! WOULD YOU MIND HITTING THE LITTLE BUTTON THAT SAYS 'REVIEW'? JUST TYPE IN YOUR THOUGTS, ITS NOT THAT HARD. I FEEL INTIMADATING IN ALL CAPS! BYEEEEEEEE FOR NOW
