Hey readers! I'm doing a song-fic for my buddy Midnightstar-and-Echosong! Thanks for that awesome suggestion! Set in the third year when Sirius broke into Hogwarts, and their wedding day. So here goes!


We'll do it all

Everything

On our own

We don't need

Anything

Or anyone

"Are you still awake?" Hermione squinted at Ron in the darkness. He stirred a bit, roused by the voice. He wasn't really asleep; he was just waiting for Hermione to say something. Her voice ran around his head at night, and he found it soothing.

If I lay here

If I just lay here

Would you lie with me

And just forget the world

"I am now," he replied, trying to sound groggy, but failing miserably. He turned to face her. "Why're you still awake?" It took Hermione a long time to say something, but she finally said,"I'm scared." Ron stared at her blankly. He'd never heard her say those words, and never thought that she ever would.

I don't quite know

How to say

How I feel

It was true. He had been feeling certain things-strange things- about Hermione. He hadn't noticed until then, how her hair flowed naturally, or how when she smiled, the whole room seemed to brighten a bit. But he didn't want to say anything about that, so he just watched her stare back at himself.

Those three words

Are said too much

They're not enough

He didn't love her like a sister. He loved her as a girlfriend... possibly. Finally Hermione said,"Would you say something?" She longed for his voice, as well. To her, his undertone and somewhat sarcastic voice was both funny and smart.

If I lay here

If I just lay here

Would you lie with me

And just forget the world

Ron reached out, felt for her hand, and whispered,"You don't have to be scared. If Sirius comes in here, and tries to hurt you, I'd kill him with my bare hands. Just for you." Hermione felt as though she was flying, had he really just said that? Ron was also taken aback by what he had said. He'd said too much. She'd know. She probably didn't feel the same way.

Forget what we're told

Before we get too old

Show me a garden

That's bursting into life

"That's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me," she answered, squeezing his hand. Ron smiled a bit. "I love you, Hermione Granger."

Let's waste time

Chasing cars

Around our heads

I need your grace

To remind me

To find my own

He remembered that night as she walked down the rose petal clad aisle in a long white dress. His bride. No, he never thought he'd marry her, thought that was only a dream. But it wasn't. It was real. He was marrying the most beautiful girl he'd ever known.

If I lay here

If I just lay here

Would you lie with me

And just forget the world

Forget what we're told

Before we get too old

Show me a garden that's bursting into life

All that I am

All that I ever was

Is here in your perfect eyes

They're all I can see

I don't know where

Confused about how as well

Just know that these things will never change for us at all

There she was. She was already crying, making her makeup run. He remembered that night. When those words that he said, almost had no meaning. But Hermione remembered them vividly, except one last thing, which resurfaced the day of their wedding; If I lay here, if I just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world?