Ron Weasley was sure Hermione Granger was the one for him.
They had been through a lot together. All throughout their Hogwarts years, even when he'd arguably been the planet's biggest git, she had still stood by his side. Even when he laughed, teased and mocked, which now, thinking about it, was rather unnecessary. Merlin, he probably just could of snogged her instead of dancing around her for years, like he did with Lavender.
But that relationship went nowhere, and it almost made him regurgitate when he thought about it, even now. Those were memories he'd rather not relive, that thank you very much.
And now, after their kiss in the Chamber of Secrets, his eyes were open. Once this war was done, he'd be a Gryffindor. He would be a Gryffindor, march up to her, and ask her to be his girlfriend. No more dancing around or snogging other girls, right?
He probably wouldn't ever stop teasing her, accidentally or not, but her knew that he liked... loved. her. Merlin, he loved her.
Once everything was settled, they would be together. After years of chasing and chasing back and forth, they'd be together. Because he was completely certain, now that she liked him and he liked her.
And that was the way it was supposed to be.
a/n- Nostalgic about finishing this. Thanks to those who have read this from the beginning! For the Twelve Days of Christmas challenge, canon.