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I love...

"You know what I love Hermione?" he asked as we nibble on sandwhiches. I had been a month since the war, and everyone was out. We had the place to ourselves. I nearly dropped my sandwhich. I looked at him, and his facial expression unchanged as he studied his snack. Was he about to...?

"What?"

"Ham sandwhiches. Never thought I'd miss it so much, but while we were on the run, I constantly thought of Mum's ham sandwhiches. Although the ones you make are just as good" he said as I gave him a look. "Better even" he grinned at me. I smiled back, trying not to show the dissapointment on my face.

"Just don't let your Mum hear that..."

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I turned the page as a huge wave of water splashed towards me. I reacted quickly and blocked it, sending it back at Ron. Harry and Ron were messing around it the lake, something that had become a tradition in the summer over the past few years.

"Ron, would you be careful please, this is a classic!"

"Sorry, Harry's fault"

I heard a spluttering as Harry protested.

"You know that's one thing I love Harry"

"What's that?" Harry asked.

My heart beat sped up, and I attempted to read the same sentence three times.

"The summers here. Nothing like it. Fancy a drink? "

"Yeah, go on then, getting a bit hot isn't it".

"Hermione? Drink?"

"No thanks, one right here" I didnt look up from my book, wearing a scowl he couldn't see.

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Ron sat inbetween me and his Mum on the sofa, listening to his Dad explain about how a socket worked. Half the details were wrong, bless him, but the basics were right. We nodded and said ooh and ahh at the right moments, me aiding with a bit of explanation.

"Right, well that's great Dad, but I've gotta go, meeting Seamus at the Leaky Couldron, see you later"

"Ron, I don't want you coming back drunk, you can sleep in the shed if that's the case" Mrs Weasley said

"I know, I won't, love you"

My heart nearly jumped out of my chest as I looked at him hopefully, but he was kissing his Mum on the cheek. I tutted and tapped my foot on the floor repeatedly, crossing my arms.

"See ya My"

"Bye" , but he was gone out of the back door.

I looked towards the door of which he had just left, and caught Mrs Weasley's eye. She have me a sympathetic smile, and tapped my shoulder. Her and Mr Weasley shared a grin, and walked to the kitchen together.

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"Oh my God, I think I've fallen in love" Ron said loudly. We were at the dinner table, all the family over for lunch. He was currently looking at my muggle magazine, a cooking magazine by some famous chef, and he was on the deserts page.

"You think?" George said laughing.

I didn't even bother looking up from my dinner.

"Have you seen this cake? Have you? Mum can you make this?" he asked showing it to her.

"Have you seen the amount of ingredients" she tutted " what a funny name for a cake"she looked at the magazine once more "flam-flan- well, anyway, I suppose I could give it a go".

"Ron your eyes are far too big for your stomach" I said.

The table chuckled as Ron nudged me playfully.

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"Oh, really? Okay, well thank you very much for your help, have a nice day" I slammed the phone down. "Arsehole.."

I was currently looking for my parents, searching high and low for a sign of them, and Ron was in fits of laughter on his bed.

"Oh God I love you Hermione that was priceless!" he chuckled.

"Yes, well, she could have at least given me two minutes to explain, really. If I told her my name or mentioned Harry's for that matter, well it would have been a completley different story. She was even munching down the phone at me, scoffing her face whilst I'm searching across the world for my parents!"

"I wouldn't worry about it, it's early in the morning, she was probably just tired. I do love it when you swear"

"Thats no excuse Ron! Its her job to try and give information, thats the whole point of an information desk, and I do apologise about that..." I blushed. However Ron shook his head and smiled.

I flopped down onto Ron's bed and took a deep breath. I felt the bed move beneath me, and felt his strong arms entwine around me. I replayed our conversation in my head, and nearly swallowed my tongue. I turned my body, my chest now touching his and our eyes looking straight at one another.

"Do you really?"

Ron smiled and lost my eye contact. He looked around the room, out of the window, anywhere but at me.

And then back again.

"Yes"

"Oh".

"Oh?" his eyebrows raised at her.

" I never thought I'd hear you say it" I grinned.

"Why?"

"Don't know. Maybe because you didnt feel it"

"Well I do"

I gulped and my hand held the bottom of his jaw. I knew he could feel my heart thumping, just like I could feel his.

"I do too" I whispered.

"Yeah?"

"Ron! Hermione! Breakfast" Mrs Weasley shouted from floors down.

"I suppose we better go then" I said a sheepish smile playing on my lips.

He stood up, effortlessly pulling me to my feet, and into his arms. Never again would I feel the same knowing what I know now, I felt giddy, exuberated, like I could fly. I wander if he felt the same. But then I thought of his insecurities and his doubts, and knew this was probably not the case. I needed to be direct, perfectly clear.

"I don't think I could stop being in love with you if I tried" I said, kissing him with every bit of strength I owned.

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