Don't really have anything to say for this chapter…just that the end is near! And, oh yeah! Sorry the last chapter was short but…I didn't really need to write anything else. And sorry, but this one is probably going to be short as well. Very, very sorry, honestly. Keep reviewing! Adrianna Oh! I also have some new fics! They're short, but you'll love them anyway! Haha. Read those!

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Hermione was standing in The Weasleys' living room, holding her godchild Lily. Lily was looking up at her and Hermione had one finger stuck inside Lily's death grip of a fist. Ron came over and she smiled at him.

"She's so adorable," said Hermione, sighing a little.

"And she has Weasley hair," said Ron proudly. Hermione snorted.

" Is that all you can say? Honestly! Not all Weasleys have to have red hair, you know. Look at Andre! He's still adorable and his hair is black!" argued Hermione.

"Yes, well. Andre isn't a pure- Weasley, is he?"

" No. But neither are you. Unless your mother and father are somehow-"

"My mum and dad are NOT related! Okay, okay, I get your point. But I still think you make a better Weasley if you have red hair," interrupted Ron. Hermione sighed again.

" You're impossible. I honestly hope that when we-" she stopped suddenly, realizing what she had just been about to say. She quickly looked away from Ron, but he kept looking at her, a faint smile on his lips. He knew what she was going to say, and he loved her for it. Then again, he loved her anyway. …

They were there to celebrate Lily's baptism. It had been held in a church in Ottery St.Catchpole and they were now having a party hosted by Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. Ron kissed Hermione on the cheek and smiled at her again.

"I'm stealing the baby," he said, taking Lily from Hermione's arms. Hermione grinned and held her out. Then, she went over and sat on the couch. Unfortunately, she sat on the couch BESIDE the twins. They looked at her, looked at how she was watching Ron, and grinned two identical grins. Hermione felt their grins on her and turned to them, praying they were in a grumpy mood.

"What?" she demanded.

"Oh, nothing," said Fred. George continued a conversation.

"Say, Fred, do you notice how good Ron is with Lily?"

"Why, I did. In fact, I also noticed how good he is with Hermione. I think that Ron is great with ALL kids! Don't you, Hermione?" Hermione sighed. Apparently they weren't.

" Um, well," she replied, blushing.

"I also noticed," Fred continued, "That Ickle Ronniekins has been staying at a certain Ms. Granger's house for a while."

"Miss? Is she still a miss?" asked George, in pretend shock.

"Well, yes, but I don't think that she will be for long…" said Fred, winking knowingly at Hermione. She rolled her eyes.

" Don't people usually get married when they decide to have kids?" asked George again.

" Okay, you guys! That's enough. Ron and I haven't decided to have kids! We haven't even decided to get married!" Hermione said, standing up and walking into the kitchen where Ginny and Mrs. Weasley were cooking dinner. Hermione grabbed a knife and stared to cut the vegetables. Ginny, Mrs. Weasley and her chattered until supper was ready.

Dinner was, as always, total chaos. Outside, the snow was falling lightly, but it was beginning to get dark, and since Hermione and Ron needed to walk to the nearest Apparition point, they needed to leave then. Sad that they would miss the rest of the celebration, and the chance to ooh and ahh over Lily, they said their good-byes and Ginny and Hermione made plans to meet at Ginny and Harry's place the next day. Harry whispered something urgently to Ron, and he nodded once. Harry grinned, and clapped Ron on the shoulder. Soon they were ready to go.

Outside, Ron took her hand in his and Hermione smiled, content to just stay here forever. They chatted a little and soon they were almost at the top of Stoatshead Hill. Ron stopped and said, almost hoarsely," Do you want to stay here, a while? It's really nice out, isn't it?" Hermione agreed and Ron wiped the snow from a rock. Hermione made one of her famous fires near their feet and leaned against him, noticing how she fit so perfectly between his arm and body. They sat in silence for awhile, until Ron cleared his throat.

" I love you Hermione," he said, looking into her eyes. He had said it many times before, but this time, there was something different in the way he said it. Something in the way he looked into her eyes. Something in the way he took her hand. Well, something about the way he said it made Hermione want to cry. She stared at him, and then realized he probably wanted an answer.

"I love you too, Ron," she whispered.

" Good," was all he said. She could feel him shifting his position, and his hand left hers. But it returned soon, in front of her face, and Hermione stared at it. For in it, he was holding a ring. A white gold one, with a sapphire in the center. Was this-?

" Erm, Hermione…" Ron said. She turned her head up to look at him, and sat away so she could see his whole face. They stared at each other for a few seconds and then he cleared his throat.

" Hermione, will you- would you ever- I mean," he faltered. He ran a hand through his hair, making it stand on end. She loved it.

" I don't think I can say it," he admitted. Hermione smiled and took the ring. Carefully, she put it on, and then gasped as Ron pulled her into the tightest hug he had ever given. They sat there, the snow falling gently, in the middle of the woods, holding each other.

" It's okay Ron, you don't need to," she said softly.

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Yaaaaaayyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!! Okay, you guys, tell me whether you want a sequel or an Epilogue ( which will probably be them getting married) Then I will most definitely write it for you, since you have been such great fans. Cheers! Tell me what you want and read my other stories!