How is it that I can write a five foot essay on goblin rebellions and yet I can't even think of what to say for this? The most difficult subject. I suppose it doesn't require thinking. You can't look it up in books. If you know it, you know it.

I know it … I just don't know how to say it.

The thing is, when you love someone, it's really rather difficult to list everything that you like about that person. In fact, I think it'd be easier to list everything I don't like - but that's beside the point.

Right. So … I love your dedication to your job. And even though you work five days a week with the Aurors, you always spend Saturday afternoon in the shop with George.

You made that shop even more of a money-spinner than it was before, and that's saying something.

So - what else? You really seem interested when I talk about house-elf laws. What you said, during the battle? About how we should evacuate the house-elves … oh, Ron! I think that was the most sensitive thing I've ever heard you say.

You're really quite protective of me. It's sweet - although, really, that man in Madam Malkin's didn't mean anything when he said those robes would look nice on me. You didn't need to arrest him.

(I liked the ones you chose more, anyway.)

You brush my hair sometimes. Well, of course you know that. But I like it; even if you do leave the brush in my hair after a minute and say that it's no good, it's simply too bushy.

I want to know something, though. Why do I have to tell you all this? For once (and please don't be insulted, dear Ron), we know just as much as each other. About this. This intricate subject, more complex than I have ever studied. It's precise and yet it's so infinite, so misshapen and blurry and impossible to read …

Love at first sight doesn't exist. Do you want to know what I think? Well, of course you don't, you're always telling me that, but I'm going to tell you anyway. Love at first sight doesn't exist … because I think love is knowing what you would do for a person. If that makes sense. You probably don't think so …

You know all this. You know exactly what I like about you, and what you don't. We are level on this. Both 'O' students.

(On that note, perhaps one thing you don't know is how annoyed I was that you didn't go back for your NEWTs. Oh no, I've told you that, haven't I?)

You never, ever put your dishes in the sink. And I don't care what you say, those books were not left on the top stair and I think you tripped over them on purpose.

But I love you anyway. You can't base loving someone on their flaws - or their qualities! You love someone for them as a whole. Or at least, I hope you do, because I'm not going anywhere.

It was my birthday yesterday.

You bought me a book.

Magical Moments in Quidditch.

Dear Ron …

Ugh, this was more difficult than I anticipated! Sort of glad I got it finished (or as finished as I could get it) today, though … happy belated birthday, Hermione!

OK ... any requests for another pair? I want to try and stick to characters who are fully formed in canon, if that makes any sense ... so I probably won't be doing Teddy and Victoire, for instance, or Draco and Astoria ... perhaps Lily and James ... let me know what you all think.

Sorrrrrrrrrry to watchers of my other stories ... coursework is the devil and my brand new shiny laptop is still very unorganised - I can't find anything! Fingers crossed for more stuff soon!