Last mushy moment before things go haywire. Hope you enjoy it :D

Chapter 14: The Future

Hermione sat on Ron's bed alone in his room. She needed a minute to herself.

The day had truly been overwhelming with Narcissa's funeral. She hadn't known the woman very well but from the interaction that she had with her and from what Ginny, Draco, and Tonks had told her she seemed to have been a lovely woman and totally contradictory to what she had always suspected of her. She felt bad for judging a book by its cover.

She also felt bad because she felt as if she should have done something when she rescued Ron. Maybe she should have went back and gotten her or looked around and saved her when she saved him. She should have done more.

And now Draco didn't have his mother. It wasn't fair.

Her thoughts then shifted to Harry. She hadn't talked to him since he returned. She didn't really have a desire to. She had heard his story however, from Sirius telling her, Ron, Ginny, Draco, and the rest of the Order. And while it was noble of him, she still felt a bit of hate towards him that she wasn't sure it would go away anytime soon.

"I thought you were hiding up here." said Ron entering his room and seeing Hermione.

"I just needed a minute." she said looking down at the floor.

"Shall I leave then?"

"No don't!" said Hermione quickly. "I mean stay. This is your room after all.

Ron smiled lightly as he sat beside Hermione. He put his arm around her and she laid her head on his shoulder.

"What's on your mind love?" asked Ron.

"I'm just glad this day is over. I couldn't help but feel guilty about everything."

"Guilty?"

"Yes, guilty. Like maybe there was more that I could have done. I should have went back Ron. I should have tried something." said Hermione as years started to form.

"Don't you dare do that! Don't you dare sit here and blame yourself. Narcissa knew what was going to happen. She didn't make a way for herself to be saved. She knew what was coming. I had begged her to stay with me or try to act like she was bringing me something at that moment so she could come along. She refused. She didn't want to." said Ron fists balled up.

"So don't sit there feeling sorry for yourself because there wasn't anything that you could have done. Besides, she is in a better place. She doesn't have to worry about anything anymore okay?" he said hugging her to him.

Hermione nodded, wiping the tears from her eyes. "How do you do it?"

"How do I do what?"

"How do you always make me feel better?"

"Oh. Well it could be because I'm so wicked at words and making people feel wonderful." said Ron proudly.

"Or it could be your apparent modesty." said Hermione sarcastically.

Ron laughed as he ticked Hermione lightly on her side.

"I have a question." said Hermione.

"I may have an answer."

"Where do you see us in the future?" asked Hermione.

"Immediate or way into?"

"Both I guess."

"Well, immediate I would love to see me snogging you senseless and then falling asleep." said Ron wiggling his eyebrows.

Hermione slapped his arm. "Pervy git." she said laughing.

Ron grinned. "Well you asked. As for way into...I see us doing whatever we want. I for one would love to be an auror, and you would probably be something great like a professor or the minister of magic or the queen of the universe. And maybe if you're not working too hard, we could throw in a baby or two. Maybe even three."

Hermione gasped. "Kids? You want to have kids with me?"

Ron blushed. "I want to have whatever you want. If you want kids sure. If not, that's okay too. Hopefully you won't get bored with just me around."

"I think I would like kids. Three sound okay. I've always wanted a big family."

"Hopefully not too big. I do not want as many kids as Mum and Dad. I don't know how they dealt with having seven children. I would have offed at least three of us."

Hermione laughed. "Ron that's terrible!"

"It's true! I know we drove Mum and Dad mental. Especially Mum. I'm shocked the twins survived. They would have been the first to go in my book."

"Ronald Weasley you are a horrible human being." said Hermione kissing him on the cheek.

"As long as you like me I don't care."

"I have another question." said Hermione.

"I have time for one more answer."

"What would you do it I told you that I was ready?" said Hermione hesitantly.

"Ready for what? Wait... OH!" said Ron surprised.

"Is that your answer?" she asked him giggling.

"You mean ready right now?" asked Ron enthusiastically.

"Not right now silly. This really isn't the right night for all of that now is it?"

Ron shook his head. "No...no you're right. Too much happening. Too many people. I would hate to have someone try to walk in on us."

"Yeah. That would be awful, I couldn't imagine!" laughed Hermione.

"So, about that immediate future I predicted. Any chance of at least that coming true?" asked Ron hopeful.

Hermione blushed as she sat on Ron's lap facing him. She and his lips met passionately as they allowed themselves to forget the events of the day and just focus on them.

Ron picked Hermione up and laid her down on his bed. Their tongues danced as their kissing grew more and more intense.

Ron moved his lips to Hermione's neck, causing her to let out a small moan. She ran her fingers through Ron's ginger mane, causing him to want her even more.

He pushed Hermione's sleeve over exposing her shoulder. He planted light kisses on it and then bit down gently causing Hermione to moan again.

"Not that. You're making it hard for me to keep my clothes on." whispered Hermione.

"Take off anything you want, I guarantee you I won't mind." whispered Ron, biting her shoulder once again.

His lips met hers again as Hermione put her hands up Ron's back, gently scratching at it, causing Ron the shutter at her touch. He was just about to go up her shirt when a knock came at his door.

"Oh bloody hell." He growled.

"See why I said not tonight?" giggled Hermione.

"We shall discuss this later." said Ron giving Hermione a quick kiss and going to the door.

He opened it to reveal Harry. His face changed from serious to comical, as he had figured out what he had interrupted by looking at Ron's annoyed expression.

"This better be important mate." said Ron.

"It is." said Harry, his face serious once more. "We have a plan."