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Always and Always…
Based on the song You’ll be in my Heart featured in Disney’s Tarzan and written and sung by Phil Collins.

I don’t own Harry Potter or any of the characters or the song. The wonders are all courtesy of Joanne Rowling. ***runs off sobbing*** But at least the plot is mine!

The final war had already started and had been going on for months. Harry, Ron and I, the famous golden trio, had all been safe from Voldemort and his followers so far. But we were starting to think our luck may be running out…

I sat on my home’s kitchen floor, bawling my eyes out. ‘It’s all my fault,’ I kept thinking. ‘If I had just kept you out of this whole war, then none of this would have happened.’ I lay next to my parents’ motionless, cold, dead bodies, sobbing. Why did they have to die? If their daughter had just been a normal, pony loving, tutu dancing little pigtails girl, none of this would have happened…

Suddenly, a loud crack filled the room. “Ron!” I yelled, alarmed as he popped up next to me. I tried to wipe away my tears away before he saw, but my attempts failed miserably.

“Oh, Hermione, what happened?!?” Ron asked, his bottom lip quivering when he saw my parents’ dead bodies.

“He killed them!!! Voldemort killed them to affect ME! This is all my fault!”

Come stop your crying
It will be alright
Just take my hand
Hold it tight
I will protect you from all around you
I will be here, don’t you cry

“Oh, Hermione. I’m so sorry,” he said as he wiped away my tears. “Please don’t cry. Here, take my hand. I’ll apparate you back to the Order. We’ll protect you.”

I took his hand and wrapped my arms around his torso, holding him as tight as possible. He smiled as he wrapped his arms around me as well. Then, before I knew it, we dissapparated.

For one so small, you seem so strong
My arms will hold you, keep you safe and warm
This bond between us can’t be broken.
I will be here; don’t you cry

When Ron and I arrived at 12 Grimmwald Place, everyone crowded around us, asking what was the matter. I just hugged Ronald even tighter. I was afraid and was not ready to inform anyone of my heart-ache just yet. Luckily, my lover came to my rescue.

“Hermione’s just really tired right now. I’m gonna bring her up to her bed. Maybe she’ll be ready to talk in the morning.” Then he left and carried me up to my room because my whole body felt numb from the shock of it all.

Ron began to fidget after he set me down. I knew that he was embarrassed; you could tell by his eyes and that his freckles didn’t stand out as much as they did normally. Then finally, he spoke. “Hermione, I have something to tell you.”

Cuz you’ll be in my heart
Yes you’ll be in my heart
From this day on
Now and forever more
You’ll be in my heart
No matter what they say
You’ll be here in my heart


“What, Ron? You can tell me,” I told him, a weak smile on my face.

“Um, well, ever since we met for the first time on the Hogwarts Express… bloody hell, this isn’t easy. When I saw your parents, Hermione...well, it gave me a realization. That could be any of next, you know? Voldemort is in power, and tomorrow, the whole world could be ruled by him.. Tomorrow, you could be gone. I could be gone. So, I have to tell you. I love you, Hermione Granger. I’ve just never told you how I feel because, well, I’ve been too embarrassed. There, now you can laugh,” he said, then hung his head, as though ashamed of what he had just said.

“Oh, I’ve got something better than that.” I told him, getting off the bed. I took his head out of his hands and said “I love you, too, Ronald.”

Then I moved closer and closer to him and we kissed. Not on the cheek or on the top of the head, but on the lips. He had a surprised look on his face just before our lips touched but then he seemed relieved. I loved him back. And I was relieved that he loved me.

Why can’t they understand the way we feel?
They just don’t trust what they can not explain
I know were different but deep inside us
We’re not that differently at all.

After we released each other, we blushed for a while. Then Ronald said the two things that could end our sudden bliss. “You sure this will work out? I mean, you’re smart and pretty and well, I’m just a joke.”

“Of course it will work. We love each other and that makes us the same. And you’re not just a joke, you’re wonderful.” Ron blushed, then continued.

“You think Harry will be pissed off?”

I hadn’t thought of that. “I sure hope not. We’d better tell him though, before he finds out, because then he will definitely be angry.”

“Ok. I’ll tell him tomorrow.” Ron offered. Then we kissed once more and he left before Mrs. Weasley got suspicious that we were doing a little more than kissing.

And you’ll be in my heart
Yes, you’ll be in my heart
From this day on
Now and forever more

That night in bed, I had mixed emotions rushing through me. I was over-raught with depression because of my parents deaths. But I knew that they would want me to be happy, not moping around like a lost puppy. I couldn't help but have a twinge of happiness in me. My crush for years confesses his love to me. Still confused, greif and gladdness kept rushing through my veins, and, eventually, after many hours of tossing and turning, debating, I fell into a light sleep, dreams of corpses and kisses dancing through my head.

Don’t listen to them
Cuz what do they know
We need each other
To have, to hold

They’ll see in time
I know

When I awoke, I could smell the scents of bacon and pancakes cooking, but the atmosphere was not friendly at all. “You bastard! We were the 'golden trio', everyone called us. How will this work if you and Hermione snogging all the time? And what if you break up? You won't even be able to look at each other. Don’t you want to be friends anymore?”

“Of course I do, Harry!!! But what do you want me to do, just flip off how I feel about ‘Mione?!?”

“That’d be nice!”

“You filthy hypocrite!!! You’re going out with my SISTER! That didn’t ruin OUR friendship, did it???”

Then I heard thumps and I knew that the verbal abuse was turning into a physical fight. Boys. They think everything can be settled with their fists. I rolled my eyes as I ran up the stairs to go play referee.

When I made it there, I saw that this was worse than I thought. Both boys were bleeding and Harry had Ron in a headlock. “My God!!!!” I yelled at them and they stopped for the time being. “Look at the two of you! What’s the matter with the both of you? You’ve been best friends since first year!!! Are you going to let this change all that?”

“Well, apparently, that’s the way Ronald wants it!” Harry yelled.

“Harry, God, why are you being so sensitive? You have a girlfriend. Ronald doesn’t. Give him a bloody chance! Do what’s best for your two best mates!”

"But what if you two break up?"

"We love each other, Harry. Just like you and Ginny. You know we can't just dismiss it."

Harry’s face seemed to sympathize at this. He knew how it wasn't good to keep love bottled up inside from his experiace with Ginny. And then after a few seconds, he spoke. “Fine, Ron. Go ahead. Go out with ‘Mionie. I won’t be happy with it, but you can. But just because I pity you because you don’t have a girlfriend.” Then they both laughed (Ron punched Harry in the shoulder playfully) and we walked downstairs to breakfast, hands around each others’ shoulders.

When destiny calls you
You must be strong
I may not be with you
But you have to hold on
They’ll see in time
I know.

We’ll show them together.

From that day on, Ron and I have been lovers. But we kept it a secret for several years. We were afraid that everyone would think that we would never make it. That we were so different, that no one would believe it. One day, Ron proposed to me. He gave a gorgeous sapphire ring and of course I said yes.

We had a little trouble convincing Ron’s family that we were to be married since we had never done anything so much as kiss in front of them. But when I showed them my ring, they had to believe it. There were many tears that day.

Cuz you’ll be in my heart
(Believe me)
You’ll be in my heart
(Ill be there from)
This day on
Now and forever

The wedding was gorgeous. Ginny had agreed to be my matron of honor (Harry and her had married a year before). I believe her response when I asked her was “Bloody hell, ya!” You can always count on good old Ginevra for that type of response.

Ronald also asked Harry to be his best man and Harry agreed. Yellow roses were all over the church and the bridesmaids were wearing gold. I had a beautiful dress with a train.

Ooo you’ll be in my heart
(You’ll be here in my heart)
No matter what they say
(I’ll be with you)
You’ll be here in my heart
(I’ll be there)

As I walked up to the alter, Ron stared at me with his eyes practically bugging out of his head. I smiled and my shoulders shook in silent laughter. At twenty years old, he was still the playful eleven year old that I had first met on the Hogwarts Express. This would irritate many women, I know, but I love it about Ron. He may be a little childish at some times (or maybe even all the time), but that’s the best part about him. He keeps your spirits up.

When I arrived at the alter, Ronald whispered ‘You look amazing!’ into my ear. I smiled and just managed to keep myself from laughing. He loved me so much that he was flirting with me on our wedding day. Now that’s love.

“I do,” we both said happily after the priest asked. Then Ron slipped a beautiful diamond ring onto my hand next to the sapphire one. After, he swooped me up in his bright blue eyes and kissed me. This really was the best day of my life. I just knew it. The War was over; Harry had defeated Voldermort…AND I was getting married to the love of my life. Nothing could get better than this….

I’ll be with you
I’ll be there for you always
Always and always
Just look over your shoulder
Just look over your shoulder
Just look over your shoulder
I’ll be there

Now, Ron and I, Hermione Jane Weasley, have five children: Matthew, Jennifer, Emma, Harry and Ginevra. (Harry and Ginny had already called dibs on Sirius, James and Lily.) And neither of us could have been happier. We will always love each other, and he will be in my heart… and I know I’ll be in his.

Author’s Note: A little mushy (or a LOT), ya. BUT it’s what Ronald and Hermione deserve. This was going to be a sad, horror story, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. This is my first HAPPY Hr/R fic, and my first sonfic, so be nice. Constructive criticism welcome. Please review! I want to be a writer when I grow up, but I need to know how I’m doing! Thanks!

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