So I promised an epilogue, and here it is!
Hermione sat at the edge of her bed, twirling the ring in her hands. She still couldn't get over it, and she still hasn't told anyone. She tried a few times to write to Ginny, but her hand failed her. It wouldn't write. Then she tried writing to Harry, but her mind failed her. So she ended up writing a letter to Ron.
I miss you. I miss your smile. And I still shed a tear, every once and every while.
But even though it's different now, you're still here somehow.
My heart won't let you go. And I need you to know.
I love you.
Your one and only,
Hermione knew she couldn't send it. But she hoped to give it to him personally someday.
And she did.
- Marsa a.k.a. Syanna