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Sunlight shone through the dusty windowpanes, spreading it's light over me. I opened my eyes when I felt its warmth but immediately regretted it. The first thing I saw was the outline of Ron's face and the first thing I felt was his arm wrapped around me protectively. I told you this is how it would end up, the nasty voice took great pleasure in torturing me. I immediately knew that the night before was a mistake, Of course, I loved it...and I would never take it back. The problem was that I knew he didn't love me and I had yet again slept with him.

I unwrapped his arm from me and slipped out of bed, putting my pajamas back on quickly. I wasn't about to disappear like last time though. I had to think about the fact that Anna was sleeping just a few floors below and there would be too many explanations if I made her leave before anyone else had gotten up. There was also the fact that I needed to talk to Ron about this. I needed to make sure he understood that I wasn't going to go along with his plan. There would be no way that I would marry someone who didn't love me. But his hands and the way he looked at me had been so loving...no. No, they hadn't. I had been imagining things because I was caught up in the moment.

I turned as Ron moved in the bed and my breath caught as I saw that his eyes were indeed open, and looking directly at me. "We...we need to talk," I said, unable to keep my voice from shaking.

He frowned. "Alright," he replied before sliding out of bed and pulling on his pajama pants. "I'm all ears."

I gulped; my eyes up his chest, to his handsome face and then to his sleep tousled hair. Yet again, I had to fight the urge to run my hands through it. "Last night...I don't know what happened. I...I don't think it was right," I stammered. It felt as though I was ripping out the heart that had been put back in its rightful place just last night.

"What do you mean," he asked coolly.

"It's...Ron! You don't love me!" I raised my voice, annoyed that he didn't get it.

"I never said that," he frowned.

"Well you never said you did either!"

"'Mione..."

"Don't call me that. You have no right. I'm going to get Anna and we're going to leave. I'll drop her off next weekend here," I said and began and gather up my things.

"You can't leave!" he said pleadingly. I froze, staring down at the bedspread, my eyes misting over. Not again...I cursed myself.

"Why?" I asked as a tear trickled down my cheek.

"Because...because I love you dammit!" he strode over and took my hands in his, turning me around so that I had to face him. I refused to look into his eyes.

"You're just saying that," I said softly.

"No, I'm not. I wouldn't lie about this. I've loved you ever since Hogwarts," he said, tilting my chin up so that I had to look up at him.

"I don't believe you," I said, pushing him away from you. "How am I supposed to believe you Ron? How? You are in the middle of a divorce from a woman you married just last week! You must have loved her!"

Ron was shaking his head. "No...after you left and never replied to any of my owls, I gave up and met Evelyn. I never loved her."

"YOU WOULDN'T HAVE GIVEN UP IF YOU LOVED ME!" I cried, tears spilling down my cheeks.

"You wouldn't reply to my owls!" he retorted.

"I couldn't! I...couldn't face replying to you! I had left the man I loved and I knew that if I wrote just one single letter back, I would come running back into your arms. You hurt me Ron!" The memories of catching him snogging the sixth year Ravenclaw scratched at my head. I moaned and sunk onto the floor against the wall. He had denied that he had wanted anything to with her for months, and when I refused to believe him, he angrily stated that we hadn't officially been a couple and it didn't matter. So I left. I left him for what I thought to be forever. I thought he was to be a thing of my past but here I was, crying to him, yelling at him, telling him that he was lying to me because I didn't want to believe a word out of his mouth.

"'Mione..." He came over and squatted down, peering into my fast. "I was a prat in Hogwarts. I was stupid. I didn't understand at the time how special you were...how in love with you I was. I understood when you left...and then I had to give up. You said you couldn't reply because I had hurt you. I couldn't keep hoping because you had hurt me. Leaving was the best thing you could have done for me. But I do love you Hermione, I always have and I promise that I always will."

Through my tears, I looked at him. I realized then what had flickered through his eyes so many times, and what was held in there now. Love. Pure, undeniable love. "I love you too," I whispered. I tilted my head up as he kissed me softly on the lips. I hugged him to me, my tears now of happiness as they poured down my cheeks.

"'Mione?"

"Hmmm?"

"Will you marry me?" His voice was full of love, longing and apprehension. I paused for a moment, letting those words sink in. It was my turn to marry Ron...my Ron. I had the choice...the chance.

"Yes...yes I'll marry you," I looked up at him, giving him a quick kiss and smiling a genuine smile

Well...there's really not much left of the story. Actually, the next chapter will probably be the last. I hope you like this one and are excited about the final chapter!

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