Chapter 15…

This fic is finally getting to where I want it. I wanted Hermione and Ron to fight longer, but I couldn't do it… I needed her to be with him, because they should be together.

Thank you reviewers! Reviews make me so happy; they make me love people in general, at least until school the next day where I am placed with morons who seem to have misplaced parts of their brains.

Hey, I reviewed to someone and talked about my four guys… well I forgot one.

THE FOUR MEN WHOM I WILL OPENLY LOVE (in order from oldest to newest love):

Prince Charmont (Ella Enchanted)

Ron Weasley (duh)

Michael Moscovitz (The Princess Diaries)

Max Morrel (The Count of Monte Cristo)

Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy (Pride and Prejudice)

In order of most to least:

Ron

Mr. Darcy

Michael

Char

Morrel (Jr.)

Disclaimer: not mine

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Hermione's POV

I have feelings for Ron… I know this, yet I still can't get over it. It's just weird. He's my best friend. My best friend who kissed me, whom I fancy, whom fancies me… it's just so complicated. I like things simple… if they're complicated it's okay only if I can figure it out. I can't figure Ron out, maybe that's what I like about him.

I never would have expected him to kiss me yesterday, but he did.

I never expected to fall asleep in his arms, yet I did.

I never expected him to understand me so well, but he does.

I also never expected to dye young, but I will.

I never expected to be in love- ever, but I am.

I never expected to fall for my best friend, but I did.

I never expected to be a witch, but I am.

I never expect to have magical powers, but I do.

I never expected to have so few female friends, but I do.

I never expected to have such close male friends, yet here they are.

I never expected… to have such a great life, but I do.

I never… expected… that I'd cry for not expecting things, but I'm crying.

Life is hard, but facing a slow and sure death is harder. I never expected that, and I never expected that I'd ever have to expect it.

It's hard to try and tell the future, but sometimes, facing the present is harder.

Cancer- it's limiting my life, when most my age think of their future they can think of far off times. Finishing school, getting a job, getting married, having kids, raising a family with the one you love. I'll never have that. Not any of it. I'll never have what I want. A full license to practice magic, a degree in something hard that demands respect, a diploma for my hard work, marriage, kids, the big house with a white fence and little red heads running around… my little children, Ron's little children, our little children. It'll never happen, it can't ever happen.

I…

I…

I…

I want it to happen.

I never used to want the picture perfect family, but now… now it's all I want.

I love Ron.

… Poor Harry…

Ron's POV

Hermione's not mad at me! It's so good to know that she's not mad at me… I love our rows sometimes, but I hate it when we have a real fight. If we really fought about that, about what happened, I'd die. Luckily, we're not fighting. I like that we're not fighting, because I love her and I don't have all the time of the world.