Set during Shell Cottage.

Hermione couldn't sleep, not at times like this. She couldn't get out of his mind the dangers they were going to face. What if it ends badly? What if we don't find the remaining horcruxes? What if we don't find the way to destroy them? She knew that wondering about those things will not make her feel any better, but she just couldn't stop worrying. She knew she wouldn't be able to sleep so she decided to go downstairs.

Meanwhile……

Ron was having the same problem. He was worrying about the dangers they will have to face. He was afraid of loosing someone he loved. What if I never get the chance to tell Hermione how much I cared for her? He knew he was a coward. He always said "Tomorrow I will tell her" But that tomorrow turned to another tomorrow and so on. There was always and excuse. He knew that the timing right now was not perfect, but he knew that bad times also united people. Thinking about his dilemma was keeping him up all night so he decided to go downstairs.

Hermione was sitting in the kitchen table. She was drinking some tea she had made for herself; she was hoping the tea will help her sleep. She heard a noise. She suddenly took out her wand. It was Ron. She was so stupid, the house had all sort of spells that kept them safe.

"Easy there It's just me" Ron said

"Sorry, I think I'm becoming paranoic" Hermione replied

"I don't blame you, on these days it's good to be alert at all times" Ron answered

"Couldn't sleep? Me neither" Hermione said

" No. I can't stop thinking about the upcoming dangers" Ron said sitting down next to her.

"Ron, I'm afraid. We have been so lucky, it's like I'm waiting for the bad things to happen" Hermione said

"Don't think about that, give us some credit it wasn't all just good luck" Ron replied not believing a word he said but he knew he had to be strong for her. He needed someone to calm her and tell her that everything will be just fine, even if it wasn't the total truth. He like Hermione also thought that good luck have been on its side.

"Besides Harry and I won't let anything bad happen to you" Ron said.

Ron did know how to calm her, but she must admit that she was weak and needed someone who will hold her. She started to cry. She had been so strong, but tonight she deserved to have a weak moment. Ron hugged her and said "It's ok, Mione I'm afraid too" Ron said.

"I'm sorry Ron I must be freaking you out" Hermione said

"No you are not" He said while touching his cheeks to remove her tears. "I want to be your crying shoulder, you know you can count with me always do you understand? Always Mione"

Hermione hugged him. Being in his arms was the best comfort she could ever find. Being with him felt right. Ron was enjoying every minute, he wanted to hold her forever. They broke apart.

"Hermione, there's something I need to ……" He was cut off someone had just entered the room

"You should be getting some sleep" Fleur said.

"Yes, we were just going to" Hermione said blushing.

"Good night" Ron said

Both of them returned to their beds. Ron was furious, he was so close to telling her. He knew moments like these were not frequent. Damn you Fleur he thought.

What did he wanted to tell me? Hermione thought. The idea of Ron telling her he liked her crossed her mind and a smile was painted on her face