You Make Me Feel So Special

You Make Me Feel So Special

Dearest Ron,

First of all I want to thank you for your beautiful letter.

It's so hard for me to believe that you think I am so pretty. I honestly felt for a long time that both you and Harry thought I was rather ugly. Your letter has made feel otherwise.

I knew you loved me when you saved some Galleons and bought a new dress robe for yourself and then found out that I desperately wanted an expensive book, but I couldn't afford to purchase it. A few days later you presented the book to me. I was so overwhelmed by your gift, but couldn't figure out how you got the money to pay for it. Later, I found out that you returned your new robe and got your money back. You used that money to buy me the book. Oh Ron, that gesture spoke volumes to me as how much my happiness meant to you. You put my happiness before your own. I know you didn't want me to find out about the returned robe, but I am really glad I did find out.

I once read that in alchemy that the mixing combination of masculine sulfur and feminine quicksilver can produce an "arguing couple." Hey you silly man, that sounds like you and me. However, adding our love for each other into that explosive mix, I believe will produce an energetic and wonderul unity.

One of the reasons I am so bossy and pushy is because I am afraid of failure. I believe in my mind that I am arriving at the truth that when I am with you its okay if I fail at somethings, because you love me no matter if I succeed or fail. My happiness didn't depend on you being a great Quidditch player and now I know that your happiness doesn't depend on me always having to be the best at everything.

I don't know if I ever told you, but I just absolutely love it when you cup my face into your hands and kiss me. Although I like depending on my own strength, I feel so secure and safe by the loving touch your strong hands provide when holding me.

You have defended me many times from Draco. You stood between me and Lucius Malfoy and Viktor Krum when they tried to take my life. However, one of my most cherished memories of your love is when you had somehow wrote, "I Love You Hermione Granger" in the sky for my birthday. I am still trying to figure out how you did that. I believe it might have involved Harry, but I don't know. I guess that is not really important. What is important or better yet special is the fact that you took the trouble to do something special and it made me feel so special.

I do at times struggle with your loving gestures, like the time you hid under the table when I was talking to Viktor Krum. You removed my shoe and sock and began kissing my leg and then my foot. You then began kissing my toes and then began licking them. Oh honestly, that brought my anger to its fulllest height. Now however, when I go to bed, I focus my attention on those toes and laugh.

As far as pinching my cheeks on my "cute little caboose" goes, you and only you have that privilege. However, I warn you now, don't do the pinching when I am in bad temper, because I just might whack you one with my wand.

In your letter, you made reference to you and I and our children. I must admit I am both frightened and excited that you would even consider wanting to marry me. I have talked to mum late into the evenings about these feelings. She tells me that this is a normal way to feel. Of course my father doesn't think any boy is good enough for me, and I suppose that is how you will feel should we have a daughter someday. I know my mum and dad like you very much. Dad knows that you are, as protective of me as he is and mum just loved the beautiful words you wrote to me in your letter.

Well, my big handsome champion it is time for me to read your letter once more. I read it and re-read it each night before bed. I place it under my pillow with the others you have written. I feel somehow that in someway this practice brings me closer to you. I will enter the threshold of dreamland and dream of you.

I love you, Your Mione.

P.S. I am so excited for the time I can be with you. Don't worry about Aunt Finny pinching me cheeks, it is just her way of showing me affection. At least she doesn't give me full frontal snogs. Those are for you, my Ronald Weasley. Hmmm, Hermione Weasley, that has a nice sound to it. Love to your family and again I love you, from your bushy-haired, book-loving, babe on board. I hope that didn't sound to conceited, but you did yell babe on board one time when I entered the Gryffindor common room. Honestly!