Sacrifice

By Pinkpygmypuff

Summary: When Ron and Hermione sacrifice the most important thing, Harry realizes what good friends he has been blessed with. Ron/Hermione. Post Hogwarts. My first shot at writing a more serious story. No angst.

Disclaimer: Do I look like JKR to you?

Ron POV

I woke up at 8:00 in the morning. God I thought to myself bloody birds won't stop chirping. Oh well there's no use trying to go back to sleep. I went downstairs to make myself a cup of coffee. I took the beans and I tried to figure out the muggle way to make coffee. Damn Harry for renting a muggle house to figure out more about the Horocruxes before we left to finish of You-Know-Who.

"Damn" I swore to myself as I cut my finger on the coffee grinder blade.

"Ron, don't swear" came a tired voice behind me.

"Hermione" I spun around. "Don't do that. You nearly killed me"

As soon as I said that, I knew I shouldn't have. It seemed we were always worrying if we would die or not and what we would do if one of us would. She sighed.

"Here, Ron let me help you" She pressed a button on the machine and it started to grate in perfect chunks. Honestly, she never ceases to amaze me. She had a small smile playing on her lips. I never really noticed before but her lips look like they would be very soft if I kissed them. As if, she would ever let me. You know most people think her hair is frizzy but I don't. It's more wavy to me. As I sat down with my coffee, Hermione fell silent. It's strange that we are both quiet. Normally the only time we are both quiet is when I watch her study. She doesn't actually know I watch her, because I do it out of the corner in my eye. Hermione has been quiet for a few minutes now.

"Is something wrong Hermione?" I asked cautiously.

"Same old" She replied" The war and everything".

"Oh" I said back.

We both fell silent again. Hermione took a deep breath

"Well, it's more than that. I mean…..we could die in this war," she said fast.

"And," she continued" I'm worried that if we do I'll miss out on a bunch of dreams and goals I wanted to accomplish in my lifetime."

I chuckled. That was just like Hermione. Making a list of goals she wanted to get done. A to-do list for life.

"Like what?" I ask

"Well, I've always wanted to become and author. I want to get married and have kids. I want to watch my kids grow up. I want to help people that need it. Like, charity work" She said

" Wow…." I replied. She knows exactly what she wants to do with her life

"And mostly" She looked somewhat embarrassed now. "Mostly I'd like to be able to tell this guy how I feel about him. Shit. Great. Just perfect. The girl of my dreams is in love with some guy.

She continued" I mean, We might not have much time left. So I really don't know what to do. You're a guy. You've had girlfriends. You tell me what I should do."

Now it was my turn to take a deep breath "Actually, I kind of have the same problem………"

"Really?" She asked all wide eyed "with who?"

"Hey!" I said " You didn't have to tell me who the love of your life is!"

"You never asked" She said. She does have a point

"Its not Harry is it?" I asked. It can be Harry.

" No" She chuckled. "Its not"

"I'll tell you what" she started "today, I will tell him how I feel today if you tell her how you feel"

"Deal" I said. I should not have said yes. I should not have said yes. I SHOULD NOT HAVE SAID YES! But I did. Here goes nothing.

We shook on it. My eyes were having trouble leaving her face.

"Is something wrong, Ron?" she asked quietly.

"Yes, I just agreed to the girl of my dreams that I like her. I am now having a breakdown." I replied.

She giggled. Then she went over to her desk and brought back a quill and some parchment. She moved her chair beside me.

"Here" she said "write her a letter"

My mind was stumped.

"Hermione, its not going to work.."

"Why not?" she asked.

I took a deep breath. And then another one. And one more. I looked straight into her eyes and said it.

"Because its pointless to write a letter and send it by owl to someone who is sitting beside you" And then I kissed her. Now I fully expected her to push me and then slap me. But she didn't do that. I didn't expect her to kiss me back but she did that too. I brought up my hands to cup her face and she brought up hers and put them around my neck. Kissing is brilliant. No wait. Kissing Hermione is brilliant. She slowly let out a soft moan when I brought my tongue up to her lips. She opened them slowly and kissed me harder. It felt right. Completely right. Not like it had with any other girl. She slowly broke away.

"Ron…Ron I like you….I like you a lot. I have since about our 3rd year. " she whispered.

"Hermione. I love you." I whispered back

She gave me a funny look

" Wait, did I just say that out loud?" I asked

" Yeah you did" She smiled " its ok though. I feel the same way"

" So that mystery guy you are in love with is….me?" I asked, hoping it was true

" Yes, Ron it is." She took another pause "But Ron, we cant do this right now. Harry needs us. More than anything Harry needs us to be there for him. It would be awful if he found out we were together when he needed us most."

I sighed. She was right, as usual.

"Ok. Ok" I said. "But when the war ends I want to be with you"

Only you

A/N: Review. Everything welcome…except really really nasty flames.

BTW this is not a One-Shot. There will be 2 more chapters…I think. Could be more or less. Depends on how many reviews I get.