For Longer Than Forever: Ch. 18: Eternal Flame Revisited

A/N: Last chapter. That's right folks. This is it. There will be no more of this story. Thank God.

Thanks to those who have reviewed and thanks to Kate, my unofficial beta and Wifey who has helped and supported me.

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The night was dwindling. Most of the guests had already left, most of the tables abandoned long ago. Arthur and Molly had gone up to the Burrow for bed along with Bill, Fleur, and Charlie. Harry and Ginny were the only ones left, talking quietly to each other like no one else existed.

Ron and Hermione were swaying, Hermione's head on his chest. His arms were locked around her waist. She had never felt so safe in her life. There was no need for words. They would've ruined the closeness. Words would've ruined their singular rhythm. Then the song came on:

Close your eyes. Give me your hand, darlin'.

Hermione took one hand from her waist and placed it over her heart.

Do you feel my heart beating? Do you understand?

"It's yours," she whispered simply.

Do you feel the same? Am I only dreaming?

And he took one of hers from around his neck and reciprocated, kissing it as he brought it down.

Is this burning an eternal flame?

Ron took his hands away from her, placing one around her back and the other on the underside of her knees. She wrapped her arms around his neck again and he lifted her off her feet. And he carried her away to the next chapter. He carried her away to spend forever in their eternal flame.