AN: Wow, I want to thank everyone that reads and reviews; flattering falls short to what it feels like to see and imagine your reactions. I never thought that I would be writing fanfiction, and furthermore having so much positive feedback, it's humbling. Seventeen chapters and still going! Hope you enjoy this one too.

Get It? Got it. Good.

Ron sat glumly at the dinner table, directly across the love of his life. They were in the middle of a row, but this one was very different from the ones that had back in school, their usual ones. Those were loud and overbearing. They carried childish preoccupations and deniability to its maximum expression; he was jealous, she was envious, but they were both too thick to admit it. But this row, the one they were having now, was a quiet one. It was a sombre argument; no yelling was involved, at all, and that scared her the most.

Usually when Ron was mad she'd know it. When she confronted him he would scream, she would yell, they would explode, but at the end of the day they would apologise. Say that they were stupid, that they didn't mean it, or some other thing that would make it all better. Some people might say it's odd, some might say it's unhealthy for a relationship, but for them it was normalcy.

Today, however, Ron did not yell, neither did she. They just sat across each other, avoiding each others' eyes, afraid of what the other person might say; worried breathless. How did they get to this?

"R-Ron" she said. He looked up and saw her tear stained face. "You're scaring me, what's going on?"

Way to go Weasley! Go ahead scare her, make her hurt! He took a deep breath. "I'm-I'm sorry Hermione, you have no idea..."

"What? What are you talking about?"

"I never meant for it to get this far." he said holding back tears.

"Ron?" she probed again. "Never meant for what to get this far?" He looked up at her in awe. He loved how she repeated everything he said, as if making sure she heard him right. He took a minute to answer.

"Us." He finally spoke.

"Us?" She asked incredulously

"Yes, us." He looked back down at his hands that were now wet with tears. He looked longingly at his wedding ring, how it meant so much to him.

"W-what do you mean Ron?" Her dam broke loose; tears ran freely down her face.

"Hermione, you are the greatest person I have ever known. You make me want to be something great. You make me aspire for so much..."

She looked at him dubiously. "And what exactly is wrong with that, may I ask." Somehow she found the determination to voice her question.

"N-Nothing. That's just it Hermione! You bring so much to this relationship, while I bring nothing..."

"Ron" her voice was pleading

"No Hermione, you are amazing and brilliant, and I'm... not. You deserve someone who can give you what you need. I'm so sorry. I never should've..."

Hermione stood up from her side of the table and walked to his. She seized his hands from his lap and took their place. She released his right hand on her thigh and kissed his left one. Her lips lingered on his wedding band.

"Ronald Bilius Weasley," she spoke softly but with resolve "what part of forever do you not understand?" She locked eyes with him. "I love you, you and only you. You, you daft creature, are exactly what I want. And most importantly what I need; or is it the other way around? I can't..." She took a deep breath and stroked his left cheek, never removing her other hand from his, caressing his ring "I can't even bear to imagine what my life would be like without you in it. It's actually impossible for me to do so... Life without you is not life. It's a sad existence, where a void would be present every minute of every day."

"Hermione it's okay, you don't have to-"

"Stop!" She spoke with a stern voice. "Stop Ronald, don't you dare complete that sentence! I love you, always have, and always will." After a moment of silence she asked him "Do you love me?"

Ron looked at her incredulously "Of course I do. It has always been you, you know that."

"Very well then; this conversation is over." She kissed him on the lips and stood to walk away.

"Wait, what?"

"I said we're done talking. I don't want to hear it anymore." With that she walked away. As she reached the exit to the living room she turned on her heels. "And Ron?"

"Yeah?" He asked dumbfounded

"Don't you ever bring this conversation back up! I will not listen to it ever again. I am forever yours. Get it?"

He smiled fondly "Got it."

"Good." Before she could move he embraced her.

"I'm sorry."

"I mean it Ronald, never again." She squeezed him tighter. After what it seemed like an eternity they broke off. She stared at him lovingly and said under her breath "This is definitely not what I had in mind when..."

"What? But you just said-" Her eyes widened for a second, then glistened happily.

"Relax Ronald, I just meant this is not how I planned on telling you."

"Telling me what?"

"I'm pregnant."

AN 2: I have to admit that seeing Part 2 did not feel like the end for me, and that's because of you guys. Yes, sadly we won't see any more of our favourite trio on the big screen, but their adventures are not over, everyday this amazing fandom receives dozens of new stories. We won't let them die. We owe Jo a huge chunk of our childhoods...

I feel that I've made good friends through these characters and stories and our unique twists. It feels odd to say I have friends I have never talked to, don't know where they are or what they look like, even if they're girls or blokes; but that's what this all means to me...

Again thank you for everything, you guys are awesome!

PS. This is Hermione's first pregnancy.