*sniff* *sniff* Well this is the last chapter. I finally brought it to a finish. If you've for some reason enjoyed the story so far I hope that you enjoy the ending... again, remember thoughts are in italics.

The Secret Admirer
Chapter 7
Happy Christmas and so on

Harry's POV

"I love you Harry!" Ron shouted.

Harry smiled. He loves me? Oh, Gods, Ron, you don't know how long I've been waiting for you to say that. Harry went over to the chair where Ron was still sitting and sat in his lap and gave him a big hug. "I love you too, Ron," he whispered. You don't know how much.

Ron returned the hug and whispered into Harry's ear, "I've been waiting to say that for a long time."

Harry released Ron from the hug and smiled at him. "Why did you wait so long?"

"Waiting for the right time I suppose." Ron smiled and then gave Harry a peck on the lips.

Harry chuckled. This is the "right" time? I can think of so many other times that would have been so much more romantically appropriate than now after I accused him of talking about me behind my back and all. Oh well, better later than never. Harry kissed Ron and then lied his head on Ron's shoulder. "You know what Ron?"

"What?"

"This chair is a little on the cramped side."

"Your bed or mine?" Ron asked with a very seductive tone.

"Ron you dog." Harry chuckled

The weeks of Christmas vacation passed on. Ron and Harry spent every day and night together. Ron of course wanted to goof around the whole time, but Harry did manage to talk him into doing some of his homework. The occasionally went out on the school grounds and played in the snow and every night they slept snuggled up together in either Ron or Harry's four-poster bed.

Harry awoke on Christmas morning to find that there was no Ron lying next to him. Harry retrieved his glasses from the bedside table and got out of bed. He began heading for the dormitory door when Ron walked in the dormitory door with a package under his arm.

"Harry you're awake," Ron said, sounding disappointed.

"Yah." He smiled sheepishly. "Happy Christmas Ron."

"Happy Christmas Harry." Ron went and sat down on Harry's bed and sat the package down beside him. Harry went and sat down beside Ron on the other side of the package and noticed that the Tag said "To: Harry From: Ron". "It's your present," Ron said.

"Hang on just a second." Harry got up and went to Seamus' bedside table and opened the drawer.

"So that's where you've been hiding it eh?"

"I didn't figure you'd go looking through other people's things Ron. You're much more proper than that."

"I thought my Harry was more proper than that as well," Ron quirked.

Harry retrieved and small package, much smaller than the one that was sitting on his bed beside Ron. My Harry? He's never quite put it like that before. Oh well, My Ron, you're going to love me even more after you've opened this. "I am. I asked Seamus to hide this for me months ago."

"Wow. You've had my present for months? I guess I'm not the only one who though ahead this year," Ron said as Harry sat back down on the bed.

"Out of curiosity, where have you been hiding mine for so long?"

"I asked Hagrid to watch it for me. That's why I wasn't here when you woke up. I had to go down to his hut to get it so I could give it to you now," Ron explained.

Harry handed the small package to Ron, "Happy Christmas. Hmmmwho should open theirs first?"

"Both of us should open them at the same time," Ron suggested. "That way we can both be excited all at once and then get to running around Gryffindor tower and finding every single bit of mistletoe a bit quicker." Ron smiled.

Harry chuckled. "Okay, Ron. On three then?"

Ron nodded in response. "One"

"Two"

"Three," they both said together as they ripped into their presents.

Both were speechless in response to the gifts they received. Harry had given Ron a pocket watch which on back had inscribed Love Harry and on the inside had a picture of Harry and himself taken the previous summer at Hermione's home. Ron had given Harry two things. One was a pair of goggles with a band that was scarlet and gold, and the other was a solid gold pendant of a snitch. The goggles I'm still trying to figure out but this pendantit's wicked, but how could he ever afford it?

"Ron, I"

"Thank you Harry. I love it. I've never owned a muggle pocket watch before. I've gotta make sure I hide it from Dad or he'll try to take it from me just to see if he can find out how it works."

"Don't worry, I've got that covered," Harry said. "I sent him a nice plain old muggle pocket watch for Christmas. But of course his isn't inscribed and doesn't have our picture in it."

"Hope not. Might flip his lid for all I know."

Harry held up the snitch pendant. "How on earth did you afford this, Ron?"

"That's none of your business, but do you like it?"

"I love it." Harry gave Ron a huge hug.

"I'm glad," Ron said. He took the pendant out of Harry's hand and unfastened the clasp on it and refastened it around Harry's neck.

"Now this you may have to explain. What's with the goggles?"

"Oh." Ron chuckled. "Well, for some reason whenever I see you playing quidditch I keep getting this feeling like you'll be right about to catch the snitch, but your glasses fall off and then you can't see it and the other teams seeker will catch it and win the game."

"I've never lost my glasses in a quidditch match, Ron."

"I know, but you never know. It could happen. So I figured if you had a pair of sports goggles that they'd be strapped to your head and there'd be no way they'd fall off. They're your glasses prescription."

Harry chuckled. "Thank you Ron. I'll definitely make sure and wear them at the next quidditch match. That way you won't have that fear that something like that will happen, and I'll definitely not have to worry about something like that happening."

"Good." Ron looked around at the end of his and Harry's beds. "We've still got more presents to open."

Christmas passed, the Christmas holidays spun to a closing, and all the Hogwarts students returned back to the school. Harry and Ron were at the main entrance to welcome Hermione back to school after the holiday. They thanked her for the presents she'd sent and she did the same, and they walked down the hallway to Gryffindor tower.

"So, how was your Christmas?" Hermione asked.

Harry looked over at Ron. "My best one ever," he answered.

Ron smiled back at Harry. "I think I'll have to agree with that."

"Nice to hear someone finally admitted his feelings. I was starting to think I was going to have to tell Harry myself. In fact I was working on a way to tell him while I was on the train just in preparation."

"You really do scare me sometimes," Ron said.

"I intentionally make a habit of it," Hermione said.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione all went back to Gryffindor Tower and talked about their Christmas holidays, except Harry and Ron were careful about what they said since they were sitting in the common room while talking. Of course, they got to invent some interesting stories whenever anyone, besides Hermione, asked them about what they did all alone in Gryffindor Tower over the Christmas holidays.

THE END

A/N: Well that's it. It's over. Fini.Well as I've said before hope it was worth my time typing it and hope it was worth my time uplaoding to fanfiction.net and actually thinking up the whole thing at all. Please review and tell me what you think about the whole thing.