AN: I'd like to thank the academy for nominating me in the first place and now ... now I've won! It's so amazing. I-I don't know what to say. ;;begins to cry;; I want to thank my mom because she's always believed in me when no one else did. I love you, Mommy! Oh-oh, and my pet aardvark, Howard, for being such a great and loving pet! You're the best, Howie! And my teachers, and J.K. Rowling, and all the puppeteers of the world, and flying squirrels, and Puss In Boots! And, finally, I'd like to thank the great people of New Zealand!

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And you reviewers, too, I guess.

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Yeah, I'll thank you all too. Feel special, now.

Seriously though, all of your great and plentiful reviews blew my mind for this fic. 71 (currently) reviews for my fic! And it's only three chapters! I am amazed. I would thank each and every one of you, one by one, but, alas, that would take a long time and I am much too lazy to do so. So instead I give you this in compensation: YA'LL ROCK MY WORLD TO THE EXTREME!!! EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU, 71 (CURRENTLY) PEOPLE! I GIVE EVERYONE WHOSE REVIEWED MY GREATEST AND DEEPEST APPRECIATION AND HOPE THAT YOU'LL CONTINUE TO READ ALL MY FICS AND CONTINUE TO BE THE AWESOME REVIEWERS THAT YOU ARE IN THE FUTURE!!! YOU ALL ARE AWESOME!!!!

And, with that very dramatic thanks, I give you the final chapter. Yes, the time has come. Let's see if we can make it to the big 100 reviews for the end! That would make my year, it honestly would and I would love all of you forever. Seriously (and even with a pun intended)! Oh OH!

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Shoot, Hermione. Let's see this question.

Yeah, I want to see this.

All right. It's nothing light-hearted, though, I'll-I'll warn you.

Er ... all right ... then.

Are you ready, Ron?

Yeah. I'm ... ready.

Okay. Here we go.

If you were in the final battle with Voldemort, people were dying left and right, and you had a choice that could make or break so many things. You had one choice that you had to make. It's a choice that would affect your life and the existence and the end of others, what would you choose?

You have a single Portkey and you can only take one person with you. You can only save the life of one person; you can only be the hero to one person. You have little time to decide but you know the importance of your choice. You know that it matters.

I ask you, Ron, who would you choose to save?

I ...

You what, Ron?

I ... quit.

WHAT?

I forfeit, Harry. I'm done.

But ... but ... Ron. You know what that means, don't you?

Yeah, I do. It means I lose.

Ron, you're not serious. You never lose willingly at anything!

I'm serious, Harry. Dead serious. I quit.

Are you sure, Ron?

Yes.

Ron, this is stupid. Just answer the question and we can continue the game.

No, Harry.

WHY?

I can't tell you that. I ... I quit, I lose, I'm done, I'm finished. Good-bye all and good night.

Ron ...

Hermione: no. I said I quit.

But Ron, I don't see why you just can't answer the question...

Neither can I. It's deep and hard to answer and everything, but I mean ... it's just a question. It's just the truth.

The truth doesn't always need to be known.

Ron, if you quit that means we'll have to actually listen to Binns. DO YOU KNOW THE TORTURE THAT THAT IS???

Harry, I can't answer it. I JUST CAN'T, ALL RIGHT?

Ron, please. Just answer the question.

I ...

Please, Ron.

I ... I ...

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All ... all right then, I'll answer.

Good.

Finally.

But first you both have to swear not to laugh or anything. I'm serious. You laugh ... or ... or think different of me and I'll murder you both in your sleep!

We swear, Ron. I'd never make fun of you.

I would occasionally...

HARRY!

I'm just joking. I won't.

Okay.

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I'd choose Hermione.

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... Really ... Ron?

Yeah. I-I would.

Erm ... why, may I ask?

Because...

Because why, Ron?

Because I care about you.

Well ... yeah. We all do.

I know but ... in a different way ... I think.

OH.

Oh ... well ... I...

Don't say it, Hermione. You don't need to. I know you don't feel the same way about me and you'll probably hate me forever now and

RON, STOP.

And ... and ... wait ... what?

Stop being stupid.

What ... what do you mean?

I feel the same way, Ron.

You ... you do?

YES.

I always have, ever since second year when you tried to curse Malfoy for calling me a mudblood. You've always been too dim to see – I've always been too dim to see – that you felt the same way as I do and vice versa.

What?

Ron ... I love you too.

To Not Be Continued...

THE END.

;;forthelastandfinaltime,youknowwhattodo;;