No, I do not own Harry Potter -_-

Lumos," Hermione muttered into the darkness once again. That was the seventh time in-Hermione checked the clock, fifteen minutes. How on earth had is only been fifteen minutes? She felt as though it had been at least two or three hours. "Knox," she whispered trying not to wake Ginny. She rolled back over, stuck her wand under her pillow and shut her eyes as tight as she could. Yes she had checked the hour seven times within fifteen minutes but she had been lying in bed for hours, tossing and turning. It was now nearing four in the morning and she and Ron had gone to bed at 12:30 deciding that it was time to get some much needed rest. After all, they hadn't slept in almost 72 hours. So how, after not sleeping for almost three days straight was Hermione still unable to fall to sleep? The answer, she concluded was simple; Ron. It was always Ron, well most of the time.

Over the last year, he had been one of the two main reasons she hadn't slept or had trouble falling asleep. One- was Voldemort, wondering what he was up to, where he was, and if he was any closer to discovering their plan to bring him down. Reason two was always Ron, especially after he had left. During the horrible days when he was not around, Ron often slipped into the number one spot on the list of reasons why Hermione could not sleep. She worried about him, cried over him, and lost sleep over him. Even when Ron was around and was perfectly fine a few feet from her in the tent, she was still losing sleep over him! They had finally, after years of denial had confessed their feelings for one another. Shouldn't that be enough? Now that everything was out in the open and Hermione knew that Ron did indeed share the same feelings for her as she did for him, shouldn't she have no problem falling to sleep as soon as her head touched the pillow? No. Apparently, things were not that simple. After all, hadn't she just spent the most amazing night intertwined with Ron underneath the stars? He proclaiming his deep attraction to her and her returning the feelings. Obviously it was not a dream; she touched her hand to her lips where they still tingled from the feel of his own slightly chapped lips pressed against hers. With this action, the time with Ron came flooded back into Hermione's head.

Hermione and Ron had sat down on the grass across from each other. Ron had taken Hermione's hands and she felt more relaxed than she could remember being in an extremely long time. After a couple of moments of silence, Ron sighed and stretched out his legs while letting go of Hermione's hand and using his own to support him as he leaned back. Without Ron's hands touching her own Hermione felt as if all of the warmth had flooded her body and loneliness started setting in. She felt as if she didn't know what to do with herself and started to stare down at her hands which were now fiddling in her lap. Ron seemed to sense that something was wrong with her and looked up.

"You ok Hermione?" he asked sitting up sounding worried.

"Oh yes I'm fine Ron, just thinking," she replied hurriedly.

"What else should I expect from Hermione Granger?" Ron answered jokingly. Hermione reached over playfully slapping Ron's arm and telling him to hush.

"Well while I have your attention, there's something that we should probably talk about," he continued. 'Oh no', Hermione thought. 'He's going to tell me that he didn't mean what he said. He's changed his mind! How could I have been so thick as to think this would last! Just don't cry Hermione! Whatever you do…do not cry!' Apparently, Ron could read Hermione's thoughts because he chose this moment to speak up.

"Hermione, if you're thinking that I'm telling you I've changed my mind, then stop I haven't. I'm never going to change my mind," he said softly grabbing her hand. She took a deep breath inhaling the scent of Ron. Something she wished was sold in stores or that she could carry around with her all the time. It was intoxicating, dizzying, and had the freshness of mown grass with the smell of apples and cinnamon. She took a moment to breathe it in and calm herself, he hadn't changed his mind.

"No, actually I need to apologize to you," he said breaking into her thoughts.

"Ron, whatever could you have to apologize for?" Hermione questioned.

"Leaving you. No Hermione don't interrupt I need to say this." Once Hermione shut her mouth he continued. "That night that I left you and Harry was the worst decision I ever made. Granted, I'd been wearing that bloody horcrux hours on end and I was scared to death about Ginny and my family, but I made a promise to you and to Harry and I broke it. I'm never going to forgive myself for that, or for leaving you two alone…I hope you know that," he finished. When he was done talking he looked up into Hermione's eyes with such a look of shame and regret that she knew what he had said was genuine.

"Ron, when you left, I was honestly more terrified than I have ever been in my entire life," Hermione began.

"Hermione," Ron started.

"No you've said your piece and now it's my turn to talk." Ron nodded back to her as if telling her to go on. "I have never been more terrified in my entire life. Not when we went to get the Philosopher's Stone, not when Ginny opened the chamber and it was only a matter of time before I was attacked, not when we were convinced that Sirius was a murderer and was after Harry in third year, or when we went to fight for our lives in the ministry…twice. There was always some part of me that was able to remain calm because you were there with me and that's always me feel safe, we were there together and we were going to make it out together. But then you were just-gone, apparated away with no way to find you or for you to come back. And the second that you were gone every single horrible thing that could happen to you went through my head playing out like some terrible dream that I couldn't wake up from. And every second that you were gone I never ever woke up from that dream. And I just sat there for days crying until I had absolutely no tears left to cry and Harry and I barely exchanged glances let alone words. I didn't want something to happen to you and I would have never been able to tell you how I felt. And I know that it couldn't end that way and that you wouldn't end that way. And then, you came back, and I never lost faith in you because as scared and terrified as I was at the fact that you weren't around, not for one second did I ever think that you wouldn't find your way back to us…to me. You always find a way back Ron," she finished. She looked up into his electric blue eyes that were spilling tears just like her own chocolate brown ones.

"I'll always come back for you Hermione. If anything had happened to you or to Harry and I wasn't there," she saw him shudder, "I would have died, thrown myself in front of Voldemort himself. The pain of losing you is too unbearable for me to even think of. So even though you're Hermione Granger, and you don't need protecting," as he said this he reached up and brushed the tears off from under her eye, "I'm always going to protect you. I'm always going to come back for you. Even though I'm never ever leaving you again," he chuckled.

That sound alone that she hadn't heard in the longest time is what made her crack a smile and look up at him.

"That's what I like to see. When you smile, it's like, every bad thing that's ever happened in the world is worth it because I can sit here with you and see you smile," Ron said quietly. And before Hermione could do anything he leaned in and kissed her so lightly that it almost hurt. (This only made her smile wider.) He then pulled Hermione over to him as he lay down in the grass and she settled on his chest listening to the steady, reassuring beating of his heart. They were here and survived and they had the rest of their lives to do exactly this if they wanted to. This truthfully, did not sound like such an awful idea to Hermione.

For the next hour or so, Hermione and Ron did not move from their position in the grass. Not until Ron noticed Hermione's breathing had slowed and that she was having a struggle to keep her eyes open did he suggest that they head up to sleep.

They walked up the stairs to Ginny's room Hermione somewhat leaning into Ron due to her tiredness. They stopped right outside of the door to Ginny's room which she was sharing with Hermione. "Well," Hermione started. She didn't exactly know what to say now. Apparently just because you were in a relationship with someone awkward situations like this did not just magically go away.

"Goodnight 'Mione," Ron said quietly.

"Night R-"she started but was cut off by Ron's lips on hers once more. It was blissful and pure heaven and over much too soon for her taste. Ron pulled out and stared at her for a moment.

"Night," he said once again as he smirked and started to climb the stairs up to his attic bedroom.

All Hermione could get out an, "Mmmhmm," as she sank back into the door. After composing herself as much as possible, she turned around and opened the door to the bedroom where she quietly got her pyjamas on and crawled into bed.

Now that she had thought back on it, the answer to why she couldn't sleep was completely obvious. She was excited, when lying on Ron's chest and listening to his heartbeat she was completely relaxed, but when he kissed her all of her energy was gained again and she was having an adrenaline high. The solution she thought; never kiss Ron before bed again. Although, now that they were together, she would have a lot more time to test out this new theory. Oh well, at least she could lie in bed and think the last couple of hours over again, and that was very much worth losing sleep over.

Little did she know, that Ron was also having a very sleepless night.

A/N Please Read: I got the idea for the chapter name from the movie Sleepless in Seattle which I was watching today hahaha, I always forget how much I love that movie! Hey everyone sorry that it's taken me sooo incredibly long to update this! I have no excuse besides pure laziness and writers block. I was going through a little bit of a funk and was just not feeling up to writing and its just taken my until now to work my way out of it. However I am proud to say that that funk has produced this chapter which I am very happy with! =) I actually wanted to continue the chapter and make it longer and go on to the next day but I couldnt really think of anything to say so I'm going to start planning that out as the next chapter. It's funny and frustrating that when I type this out it looks so long and then when I upload it it really isn't that long at all. Oh well, if any of you have any suggestions I would greatly appreciate it and would love it if you could email me! With that being said please keep reviewing so I know that someone out there is reading this! I hate to be one of those people but I want a few reviews before I update again. I'm going to try and bang out another chapter this weekend because I am off on holiday. Thank you so much for all of the support it's truly the greatest feeling! Much love!

Oh by the way for those of you who were wondering there will be some action in this story and I'm also going to try and find away to incorporate some Harry/Ginny storylines in here without switching viewpoints but that won't be for a couple of chapter and until I figure out exactly how I'm going to do that. Thanks again and don't forget about the suggestions I want you guys to read about what you want so feel free to tell me what you would like to happen next. xoxo

OH and one more thing, incase you couldn't tell the italisized writing was a flashback. I hope you all got that i was trying to imply that without actually having to write out FLASHBACK which I really hate!