AN: I know it is 202 words but I couldn't fit it in a hundred. This is for DudeWerzMyCheese. And this is my first HP fic so sorry if I am off on anything.

Disclaimer: I make no money, this is no mine. It is JK Rowlings.

6 years 8 months and 4 days. 80 months and 4 days. 2,239 days and 3 hours. 53,739 hours. That is how long I, Ronald Billius Weasley, have known her, Hermione Jane Granger.

5 years 3 months and 9 days. 63 months and 9 days. 1,899 days and 12.25 hours. 45,588.25 hours. That is how long I have known I needed her.

3 years and 6 days. 36 months and 6 days. 1,101 days and 5.4 hours. 26,429.4 hours. Is how long I have fancied her.

2 years 5 months and 12 days. 29 months and 12 days. 892 days and 7 hours. 21,415 hours. That is how long I have known I loved her.

And still I have said nothing. She sits across the table writing her potions essay. Mine sits in front of me, with my name on it, and nothing else. And now, after all this time, I realise never will I, Ronald Billius Weasley, stop loving her, Hermione Jane Granger. So I should tell her right. "Hermione?"

"What Ron?"

"I have something to tell you."

"What?"

"I-I-I fan-, I li-, I lo-, I would love some help." And another day goes by that I say nothing.

AN: The first paragraph refers to on the train. The second paragraph refers to when they are in the Chamber of Secrets. The third paragraph refers to when Hermione slaps Malfoy. And the fourth paragraph refers to the Yule Ball. And remember Reviews are loved.