Disclaimer: I am not JKR, therefore, I do not own Harry Potter. Trust me, if I wrote it, the second book would be coming out soon, not the seventh.
Hermione gazed lovingly at the ring around the third finger of her left hand. The silver band was ornamented with one small diamond. Its simplicity made it all the more beautiful.
"Ron, this is so perfect," she whispered into her new fiancé's neck as she hugged him tighter.
"I knew you'd like it," he replied, secretly relieved that she was happy with it, not being able to afford the elegant, impressive rings he had wanted to get for her.
"I do." Hermione looked into Ron's face, and gave him a deep passionate kiss. As they pulled away, Hermione had a shy smile on her face.
"There's something I have to tell you that I hope will make this day even better." Hermione paused for a moment, hoping Ron would be just as excited about the news as she was. "I'm pregnant."
"Are you sure?" Ron asked, his eyes wide. Hermione nodded, now slightly worried that Ron wasn't taking the news so well.
At that moment, Ron felt like he would burst with happiness. He was engaged to the most wonderful woman on earth, and she was carrying his child. He knew that nothing could compare to this day. "I'm so happy," he answered her worried look, and kissed her deeply.
"Shall we go tell Harry now?" Hermione offered after sitting in Ron's arms for what seemed like an eternity of bliss. Ron grunted, not really wanting to end the moment, but knowing that their friend was probably going to come looking for them soon.
Harry, Ron and Hermione were on the search for the horcruxes, the pieces of Voldemort's soul hidden to insure their survival, and Voldemort's continuing existence. In the three months that they had been searching now, they had already found two horcruxes, a goblet that had once belonged to Helga Hufflepuff, and an ancient lamp with the Ravenclaw house symbol, which they suspected had belonged to that founder. With these victories, all three of them were optimistic about their prospects. They still had yet to uncover the mystery of R.A.B. and the locket of Slytherin, but they kept on searching, no matter what was thrown their way.
Ron stood up slowly, and helped pull Hermione up from her cross-legged position. He put his arms around her waist and allowed his hands to rest on her perfectly flat abdomen. He could hardly believe that a baby was growing there, his baby.
"Ron, let's go."
When Harry heard the news, he gave his friends a wide grin and an enthusiastic congratulation.
"You'll be my Best Man won't you? And godfather to the baby?" Ron asked, wanting to include Harry in all parts of their future.
"Of course, I'd be honored," he replied. Harry was excited that his two friends had found such great happiness in one another. But seeing their wonderful relationship made him wish for that same happiness. That was what made the search for the horcruxes so important, to be able to live in peace. That was the hope that kept him going. To rid the world of Voldemort.
Harry hit the advancing Death Eater with the stunning curse, then left the masked figure to advance on his final goal, the last horcrux, Voldemort himself. All around him, members of the Order of the Phoenix were battling with Death Eaters, throwing curses and hexes left and right. He noticed Ron and Hermione fighting Snape and Draco Malfoy a few feet away. As much as he wanted to punish the former Potions master and school rival, he had a bigger fish to fry. Voldemort also sensed Harry's purpose, and was striding toward him with equal fervor.
A scream tore Harry's gaze away from Voldemort. He searched for the source, and suddenly felt the bottom fall out of his stomach. Ron cradled Hermione's head in his arms as Snape and Malfoy lay dead next to them. Tears were streaming down Ron's face, and Harry knew the truth; Hermione had sacrificed herself to get rid of the two Death Eaters.
Harry turn towards Voldemort again, his eyes full of rage. He was the source of all the bad things in Harry's life; it was because of him that he lost his parents, Sirius, Dumbledore, and now Hermione. Harry wasn't going to let another person's life be ruined ever again by this creature.
"She was pregnant. She and Ron were planning names, and a wedding date, and talking about whether it would be a bookworm or a Quidditch fan, and you took that all away from them." Harry knew that his words wouldn't have any affect on Voldemort, but he had to get them out, to fuel his rage.
"Go away and never come back!" Harry yelled. Out of his raised wand, a multicolored light escaped. It began to take shape, and Harry was amazed to see a rainbow colored stag, almost exactly like his patronus. The large animal galloped away, and trampled Voldemort under its hooves.
Harry stared wide eyed, watching the large deer paw at the ground before evaporating into millions of pieces of bright light. As the light spread across the field, Death Eaters fell to the ground, suddenly sapped of strength, while Order members received a power they didn't feel was possible.
Voldemort was gone. The inexplicable patronus had gotten rid of him. But it didn't bring back those that were lost.
Harry sunk to the ground next to Ron. He held Hermione's steadily cooling hand as Ron rocked back and forth, not able to comprehend what had happened. The two friends sat silent, grieving the loss of the most important person in their lives.
A/N: Don't worry, it's not over yet. I have another chapter on the way. But first you have to review.