Hey everyone thanks for sticking with this story. I have reached the end of this story and I hope you all enjoyed it. I might post more of my work but that just depends on if I can get around to it. Anyway thanks again for all the reviews I've gotten and for you guys reading it. So here it is the last chapter.
Disclaimer: Oh how I wished I owned Harry Potter. (Actually I would prefer Ron over Harry.)
"Oh come on, Ron." Harry continued to pester Ron to tell him what happened but he was getting nowhere. Just when he thought he was going to get nothing out of him, Ginny walked in and gave both boys a confused look.
"What's up with Ron?" she asked.
"No idea. He won't talk. All he does is stare at the fire with that dumb smile on his face. Maybe you can get something out of Hermione," responded Harry.
"Let's see if I can. She can be as dense as Ron sometimes." With that she ran up the stairs and stormed into the 6th years' dorm. What she found made her worry and fear for her friend's sanity. Hermione was lying down on her own bed hugging her pillow with big smile on her face. Never once had she seen Hermione with such a dopy look. It seemed as though someone had slipped her some love potion the way she looked. Ginny made her way over to her and asked, "Excuse me Mione but do you mind telling me why my brother is sitting in the common room with a stupid grin on his face just like the one you have right now."
"You were right, Gin."
Though it wasn't the answer she was expecting Ginny wasn't about to pass up the opportunity to show that she'd been right about something.
"Of course I was right," Ginny paused for a moment to take in what Hermione was saying, "What are you talking about again?" Ginny stared at her befuddled.
"Ron. You were right about Ron. I can't block him out of my head and I don't want too and I don't have too."
"Look I'm not a genius so you're going to have to explain better than that." Ginny was still clueless as to what was going on.
"He knows." Hermione sat up and stared at Ginny. "Ginny he knows how I feel and he feels the same way."
Finally grasping what was going on Ginny took a seat next to her. "That's great, Mione." She gave Hermione a hug and after a moments silence she said, "Well I guess he stopped being a thick headed git."
"No he still is." They both laugh a little but Hermione continued, "But he's my thick headed git."
"Well I'm glad things are working out for you. I guess you can have a happy ending like me."
Hermione giggled before saying, "Thanks Gin, for helping me not to give up on him."
"Like you said he's a thick headed git, but he's your thick headed git. He always was, he was just too afraid to admit it at the time."
Ginny left for her dorm and Hermione got ready for bed. After a while her roommates started to come in to get some sleep as well. They were all too tired to notice Hermione's abnormally cheery mood.
When she was comfortable in her bed Hermione fell asleep quickly and was soon dreaming about being at the Burrow. The sun had just set and the normally loud home was quiet with only the rustle of the breeze passing by to break the silence. The home was warmed with a gentle fire purring in the corner and there in the middle of the living room was a young couple too caught up in each other to notice the world around them. The bushy haired girl had her arms wrapped around her ginger partner as they swayed lightly to music only they could hear.
Dream Hermione stroked dream Ron's cheek loving the feel of being so close to him, but then a realization dawned on her which only made her smile more than she already was.
"What are you thinking about, Beautiful?" asked dream Ron.
Dream Hermione looked into dream Ron's eyes and said, "I don't need these dreams anymore. I have you have you in real life."
"Yeah but in dreams I'll be whatever you want," he responded with a knowing look on his face.
She just smiled at him and kissed his lips gently before she said, "You're already what I want."
He smiled down at her and they continued to dance; her head rested on his shoulder and his arms around her waist. This is where they were meant to be.
The End
