"Murder him?" Ron suggested. Harry and Ron were spending the afternoon plotting ways to get revenge for Hermione's sake. Ginny and Mrs. Weasley were going to Diagon Alley to look at things for the wedding, and Ginny dragged Hermione with them.

"I like it," Harry nodded. "But I'm not sure I'd like Azkaban."

"So? He used an unforgivable curse." Ron said.

"She didn't turn him in."

"Right. But, who would turn us in?" Ron asked hopefully.

"Ronald Weasley, I've had enough of your murder fantasies." Harry laughed and Ron began to think deeply. Was there some way he could murder him without being caught? Even if there was, Ron knew he wouldn't go through with it, no matter how much he'd like to.

"We need something practical. Something that won't get her hurt." Ron said thoughtfully. Harry looked at him, rather amused. "What?"

"You love her." He teased.

"Shut up," Said Ron.

"You're not denying it." Harry joked, elbowing his best friend in the ribs.

"You want the truth Potter?" Ron asked and Harry became more serious. "I am falling for Hermione. From the moment I saw her, I knew I wanted her. The fact that she was married didn't even faze me. I just thought 'hey, it's an obstacle'. That day that she called me to get her from her house? All she said was I need you and I was there as quickly as possible. I had no idea what she wanted. All I knew was that she needed me. Hermione is beautiful, smart, kind and perfect. She deserves more than he gave her and so does her baby. And I want to be what she deserves. So yes, I guess I do love her." The two men sat in silence before Harry decided to break it.

"I didn't know you felt so strongly. I'm sorry about teasing you."

"Whatever." Ron mumbled.

"Well," Harry said after another moment of silence. "You kind of owe me."

"Owe you?" Ron asked.

"Yeah. I convinced you to get a telephone and I showed you how to use it. Without me, she never would have called you." Harry said with a smile.

"You're a prat Harry." Ron said, laughing at his best friend.


"We're back!" Ginny announced when the three women arrived well after seven that night.

"You survived a day with the Weasley women, did you?" George asked Hermione.

"Nonsense, they're perfectly lovely."

"Overwhelming though?" Fred asked her.

"Refreshing." Hermione said with a smirk.

"For lack of a better word maybe." George mumbled and Molly swatted him in the back of the head.

"Leave her alone." Ron scolded his family and Hermione looked pleased to see him.

"You!" She said when she noticed Ron. "Can we go upstairs; I want to run something by you." After Fred and George made inappropriate noises, the two departed from the entrance way up the stairs. Ron walked behind her and watched her curly hair bounce. It was beautiful.

"Alright, what's on your mind?"

"I want to go back to my house." She said firmly.

"What? You want to go back-" He began but Hermione cut him off before he could go any further.

"My stuff. All of my belongings are there and I'm running out of things to wear. Also, there was an opening at Flourish and Bolts for a sales clerk. It's not great pay or anything, but I spoke to the manager. He said he'd give me the job and still let me have time off for maternity leave. Oh, and I want to look for a flat." Hermione exclaimed all in one breath.

"Look who's got her life together!" Ron said as he pulled her into a tight hug.

"I do! I'm ready to make a brand new life for me and my baby!" Suddenly, Ron realized something. Hermione was planning a life for two people. Her and the baby. He didn't want her to. He wanted her to plan a life for three. It was now or never, he realized. Ron gritted his teeth and began to speak.

"Hey, Hermione. Can I...I mean-I need-It's hard to say." Hermione was confused.

"What's hard to say? What's wrong?"

"I'm in love with you." Ron blurted out. The two sat in silence for a few seconds.

"Why?" Hermione asked and Ron looked at her strangely.

"Why not? You're beautiful, smart, funny and kind. Not to mention strong. You've been to hell and back and you don't let it get you down. You're the closest to perfect that someone can be." Ron admitted.

"Well, if we're confessing things, I guess it's my turn." Hermione sighed. "I think I'm falling for you too. But, it's hard Ron. I'm married."

"Not for long." Ron said hopefully.

"True. But I'm having a baby Ron. I've got so much baggage. You're too good for me." Said Hermione sadly.

"Not good for me? You're perfect for me! Please, give me a chance. After you divorce Viktor's sorry, pathetic ass, give me a shot. I may not be perfect, but I want to be everything you want." He said.

"Ron..."

"Don't decide now." He said and he got up to leave the room. "And Harry and I will accompany you to your old house."

"You don't have to." Hermione said sternly.

"Send you into his expectant, evil arms alone? No way. Plus, Harry's an Auror. He can send him to Azkaban if anything goes wrong." Ron said equally as sternly. Hermione smiled brightly at him.

"Thank you. For everything."

"No problem. And Hermione?" Ron started.

"Yes?"

"Even if you're not ready to have a relationship now, I'll wait for you." He said as he left the room.

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