“If you change your mind, you know where I’ll be…” She spoke with a hopeful smile before she turned to walk away from him.' --Ron is crumbling to bits in front of her eyes after Fred's funeral, and no book she has ever read has prepared her for this.

Oh, the things that can occur while Harry is sleeping; the usual bickering, a little laughter, and a little something else that hasn't quite happened before. The R/Hr shipper's version of the happenings of Number Twelve Grimmauld Place.

What do you get when you mix Ron Weasley fresh from Quiddich practice, a surprise from Hermione, and the soapy depths of the prefect's bathtub? -Well...something far cleaner than it sounds, of course. Sorry, I'm bad with summaries.

The war is over...now what happens? Ron gets bored one moonlit night and decides to take Harry's cloak out for a little spin with his best girl. A Hermione/Ron drabble set post-seventh.

He had just witnessed the love of his life tortured right in front of his eyes and all he wanted to do was take all of her pain away. -Ron and Hermione upon arrival at the Shell Cottage.

After a loud argument, Ron is forced to choose between Lavender and Hermione...and is ready and waiting with an answer that a certain loathsome blonde girl doesn't want to hear...or see.

She didn't care that the boy was completely incapable of loving. Love wasn't exactly the thing for which she was searching at the moment. She wasn’t in love with him; it scared her too much. All she wanted was to be happy for a few short moments. DM/PP

They had become a part of him, each one a sign of where he had been and what he had done, like some paper-less passport he carried on him even in sleep." --A little post war R/Hr scene