Switching Back To HERMIONE'S Point Of View!!! (Italicized denotes a dream…)
Harry used to tell me how Ron would fall asleep as soon as he hit his bed at Hogwarts. For the most part, that proved to be true during the year we searched for horcruxes. I would lay in bed looking at the top of the tent and listen to Ron sleep. The boy tends to make a lot of noise when he sleeps. The dreams I had during that year were far from pleasant. I could only wish that Ron's dreams would be happier.
Most the dreams were filled with death, dementors, and fear. But along with the scary nightmares, a few dreams about what I wanted the years after the war to be like were scattered in.
Once, it had been a freezing cold night and Harry took all of Ron's blankets while Ron was watching the tent. When Ron returned back to the tent I watched him as he fell into bed and was shocked to find that all of his blankets had been stolen. I didn't want a yelling match, so I took a leap of faith and got out of bed. Reaching behind Ron, I took his wrist and led him to my bed.
I had simply said, "We need to get you warm." and tucked blankets around him. I had crawled under the covers next to him. I waited for Ron to fall asleep. After probably an hour, Ron whispered, "Hermione, this is hands down the greatest thing anyone has done for me. Making you…the greatest thing that's ever happened to me. Sometimes I wish you could know that."
I tried to think of something to say, but before I could Ron had fallen asleep. He was safe with me and that was all I could ask for. So I fell asleep next to Ron, having good dreams that night.
Flowers were everywhere, each row of chairs had a basket of flowers at the end. Ginny stood in a red dress and despit her red hair, which was darker, it worked. Harry was opposite Ginny. And Ron…Ronald Weasley stood at the end, his hair shorter, looking classy, older, wiser, and perfect. My family as well as Ron's sat in the rows of chairs. It was then that I realized they were all turned the same direction. They were looking at the end of the aisle. They were looking at me. Glancing down I saw myself in a white dress, holding a boquet and my hair in gentle curls. I was getting married.
Now Ron and I were in a bed together again and it was just as special as the first time. It was in that stupid camp bed I realized my feelings for Ron. It was in Ron's big fluffy bed that I showed my feelings for Ron. Not in the way of, "Oh! You're cold-come get warm." It was more of a "Oh! We're engaged. Oh! I am in love with you in a way I couldn't be with anyone else. Oh! We just lost our virginity."
In that tent we had almost all of our clothes on, thanks to the freezing temperatures. Now…I had none of my clothes on… It seems like so much is different between the two nights. But, really not that much is different between the two special nights. Because on both of them, I realized just how much I loved Ron.
A NOTE: Yes, it was fluffy. Yes, it did not turn out how I planned. Yes, it is short. Yes…I NEED YOU TO REVIEW!!!! Please review…it means so much to me! Also: next time there will be dialog and a type of plot. ALSO…IMPORTANT- Should their wedding be before Ginny and Harry's baby or after???