Hermione Granger was downstairs. But she wouldn't be Hermione Granger for long, pretty soon she would become Mrs.Hermione Jean Weasley. It had a nice ring to it, and Ron loved the way it sounded. Maybe it was because the thought of spending forever with Hermione was the only thing that he would want to do with his life. Maybe it was because the thought of having little ginger kids with her seemed perfect. But Ron didn't care at the moment, the only thing he cared about was that his Mione was alone downstairs, and he intended to sit with her.
He walked downstairs, only to find Hermione sitting at the table, like he predicted, but sitting hunched over different ideas for wedding dresses. She was so absorbed in her work she didn't even see Ron come in. He walked up behind her, and kissed the top of her head. ''Ron, I would appreciate it if you wouldn't do that so early in the morning. It distracts me....'' Her voice trailed off, since Ron stopped. ''That was the point. Get up.'' ''What?'' She asked, turning to look at Ron. ''Get up,'' Ron said again. Hermione got up from her chair, and Ron then sat in it. ''Thanks.'' Hermione said sarcastically, and Ron stopped her from getting another chair. ''No, sit on my lap.'' Ron said. Hermione looked surprised for a moment, but then sat there. ''This is comfortable.'' Hermione observed. ''Thank you, Hermione Weasley.'' Ron replied. Hermione sighed. ''You mean future Weasley.'' ''You've always been a Weasley to me, Hermione.'' It was silent between them for a moment, with Hermione choosing dresses and Ron just sitting there...but Ron let her work. She was always cute when she was. ''What do you think about this one?'' Hermione asked, passing back a photo of a possible idea for a dress. ''I don't want to pick out a dress and have you hate it...'' ''Hermione, I could never hate anything you wear. Except makeup.'' Hermione turned to look at him. ''Why makeup?'' She asked. ''Because you look gorgeous without makeup Mione, and when you wear it it dosen't look...natural.'' She laughed. ''Then I won't wear it at our wedding. I promise.'' She smiled, and Ron took in how beautiful she was. The way her hair fell onto her shoulders, how when she smiles, her big, beautiful, brown eyes smiled with her. ''Can't wait until our wedding. I finally get to spend my life with you...'' Ron trailed off, since Hermione had put her head on his chest. ''What are you doing?'' Ron asked. ''Listening to your heart. I like the beat it makes.'' Ron and Hermione were silent, since they knew both of them were just absorbing their moment together. There were going to be limited as soon as they got married and had children, so every golden moment they got was special. But Ron still wanted little children with Hermione. He wanted her, Forever
&
Ever.

Author's Note:
I know this one didn't have sections like the other one did...couldn't really do that with this one since it was only a little bit of a conversation. I might redo this, if I feel like it one day and realize that this idea was stupid...
But anyway, I put ''Forever & Ever'' vertical because I thought it would have a bit more feeling but I guess it didn't matter. Please comment :)