Their kisses, at first unsure, quickly became more and more passionate. Neither of them could believe this was happening. But both were equally ecstatic. While they were kissing, Hermione slowly leant back until she was lying back on the bed. Ron leant with her, kissing her the whole time. When he realised they were lying down, her slowly broke apart, and looked at her questioningly.

"Hermione" he whispered, "Is this a good idea? I mean, I- I don't know what…" he struggled to find a way to explain what might happen if they took their kissing any further.

"It's okay Ron, I just want to lie with you" Hermione reassured him.

He lay down next to her, and she snuggled into his arms. He looked down at her, not believing his luck. He tilted his head slightly, and kissed her forehead. Hermione tilted her head up, and kissed his lips. Her heartbeat quickened when she felt his tongue touch hers. Soon they were kissing even more passionately, and Hermione moved so she lay on top of him. Their kissing intensified, until Ron stopped abruptly. They both tried to catch their breath.

"Ron, what's wrong?" Hermione asked, looking down at him.

"If we don't stop now… I'll, well we have to okay?" Ron mumbled, embarrassed.

"Ohh…" Hermione trailed off, coming to a realisation.

They didn't say anything for awhile, Hermione still lying on Ron, had her head on his chest. She could hear his heart beat. She sighed deeply.

"What's wrong? I'm sorry, I-" Ron stopped quickly.

Hermione chuckled. She raised herself up, and rested her head on one arm.

"No, it's not that. I just realised, I really love you, you know that? And there is nothing I'd like better than to just be with you day and night, and not have to worry about any of… this" she said, narrowing her eyes.

"So don't. Not yet. You really love me huh? Since when? I'd really like to know… Cause if you knew how long I've loved you…" Ron asked mischievously.

"Ron!" Hermione exclaimed, swatting at his arm. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Cause I never, for one minute thought you'd take me seriously. And I am serious Hermione. I don't have to be with many girls to know that you are the one. I'm not even interested in thinking about being with anyone else. No one makes me as happy, or comfortable, or myself as you do. When all this is over… I want to be with you." He admitted, his heart pounding in anticipation of Hermione's response.

She smiled. "I want to be with you too. I don't think I could really spend anytime away from you. When you think about it, we've spent nearly every day together for along time… Well not counting when I was mad at you. I wouldn't like it if that were to change." She rested her head on his chest again, and they lay there in silence, Ron running his hands through her hair.

He was contemplating asking her something he had always wanted to ask her one day, but never thought he would be able to.

Will she think I'm stupid? Or that its too soon? It doesn't make sense really. But yet… I'll never find anyone I love more… I know that. What if something happens? She has to know…

"Hermione?" He finally asked.

"Mmm?" was her reply, her fingers trailed a pattern on his arm.

Ron started to sit up. Hermione half fell of him, confused. She sat beside him.

"I have to ask you something. But I don't know if I can…But if I don't and something happens… I'll just-"

"Ron" Hermione interrupted, "what is it? Just tell me!" She was amused at his inability to ask whatever it was.

Ron stomach was now in a massive knot. He didn't think it would ever untangle, and his heart was down there with it, beating faster than ever.

"Okay. I was just thinking that, well I love you. And I know I always will. I know we are young, but I meant what I said before, no one makes me feel how you do. So I thought… well you probably don't but, I thought maybe one day… If everything turns out okay, that is, that maybe-" He was drowning, and he knew it.

"What is it Ronald?" Hermione asked, more amused than before.

Ron took a deep breath. It somewhat soothed his nerves. He looked over at her, and mustering all the courage he had (even more than when he had faced Aragog) he asked her,

"Will you think about, one day, marrying me?"

The silence was louder than anything Ron had ever heard.

"Oh Ron… do you mean that? I don't- I really wasn't-" This time Hermione stumbled over her words. If Ron wasn't so petrified, he would have found it funny.

But he couldn't.

"It's okay, I mean, I know it's stupid. Don't worry, just the whole life endangering thing getting to me" He muttered.

"I hope not! Cause what I meant to say is… I would really like nothing more than to think about one day marrying you!" she giggled and leaned forward to hug him.

This time Ron laughed, and felt a huge weight lifted, as his stomach knots untied. She meant it, she loved him!

This time Ron leant back, as the two resumed their kissing, and neither of them had ever been happier