days after the ordeal at the Ministry, Hermione and Ron were still lying in the
hospital wing recovering from the spells that had been thrown at them. Ron
certainly felt like he was doing better. There were scars where the brain had
wrapped itself around him, he sometimes had trouble breathing, and was getting
antidotes and potions three times a day but other than that he considered
himself almost healed. Hermione, on the other hand, wasn’t doing as well. She
had only awoken from the spell the day before and Madam Pomfrey had inundated
her with so many potions that she had fallen straight back to sleep. Today was
the first day she had gotten up and eaten and spoke. Everyone had been worried
for her until she had asked Harry to pick her up a book from the library. Then
they had known things were returning to normal. At that moment she was reading
yet another rather thick book
noted Occulmency at It’s Best.
Ron heaved a great, quite obvious sigh and finally got her attention. She set
the book down in her lap.
“Want to talk about
it?” she asked, trying to sit up.
“Wait, wait, don’t
move,” he said, seeing her wince. He quickly slid from his bed and took a seat
at the edge of hers.
For a few minutes,
neither of them said anything. Ron fiddled with the blanket strings and
Hermione flipped the corners of her book. Unexpectantly, she took his wrist in
her hand and studied the welts made by the brain. They no longer hurt, but the
memories still did. Soon Ron began to speak.
couldn’t believe what I was hearing when those Death Eaters were talking about
the prophecy. Actually I really couldn’t understand most of it. Then all of a
sudden spells where shooting everywhere. I tried to grab your hand but you were
gone already so I just ran, hoping you were the one running in front of me. It
turned out to be Luna, but when I realized that, I almost lost it. That’s why I
got hit with that spell, I wasn’t paying attention,” Ron said this all very
fast, as if he was afraid it would all happen again if he dragged it out.
“But you knew I was
with Harry and Neville,” Hermione consoled. “You know they would have protected
me as much as you would.”
“That was the problem,” Ron shrugged. “I didn’t know that you
were with Harry. For all I knew, those Death Eaters could have caught you when
we were all running away. I just lost concentration. Before I knew that spell
had hit me and suddenly, whoosh, everything was just all so…funny. I felt like
I had had one too many butterbeers.”
“And how would you
know what it is like to have one too many butterbeers?” Hermione asked in a
reproving, but somewhat amused tone.
“Well… you know…
there was a bit of a party after the Quidditch final, but, that’s not the
point,” Ron said hastily, a slight blush coming over his cheek. “Anyway the next
thing I know we met up with you, Harry, and Neville. I was still pretty out of
it, and I didn’t even notice you at first. Then I looked over and saw Neville
laying you down on the ground. You were so pale, and you… you weren’t moving at
all. Even through that spell, I remember thinking ‘Wow, she looks pretty bad
off, hope she’s okay’. Then everything started blurring together. I know when I
woke up in here Madam Pomfrey was standing over you. Just by the way she was
looking… I could tell it was bad. Hermione… I thought… I thought you were dead.
I really did. I couldn’t move very much so I said your name and Madam Pomfrey
came over and told me that you were going to be okay. Then she gave me some
thick green potion and the next thing I know I woke up and you were awake too.”
“Yes, that is about
where I remember things from too,” Hermione said, shivering. Her voice was
mournful and soft. “I can’t believe Sirius is dead. We all could be dead. And I
wasn’t even there to help.”
Ron looked at her
with vague shock. “Hermione, you, me, Harry, Sirius, we were all victims in
this. If you think that by being awake you could have saved Sirius, you’re
wrong. What happened to Sirius… none of us could have stopped it.”
“I know, you’re
right, I just wish there was more we could have done,” Hermione sniffled.
“You and me both,”
Ron, thank God I didn’t lose you or Harry, I don’t know what I would have
done,” Hermione said, still more tears overwhelming her eyes. She held her arms
open to him and, for the first time in all his five years of knowing her, he
willingly gave into her warmhearted embrace.
“Ron, promise you’ll
never leave,” Hermione said into his shoulder, choking back sobs.
“I promise Hermione,”
together a long time that night. Hermione continued to have the same nightmare
every time her eyes closed that night and every time, Ron came over and sat
with her. Finally he gave up and made himself comfortable next to her. After
that, Hermione slept peacefully.
“Ugh…five more minutes Mum,” Ron
groaned, rubbing his eyes.
“Mr. Weasley,” the voice said more
reluctantly opened his and saw Madam Pomfrey looking down at him, with a sad
smile on her face. Something moved next to Ron and he realized that he was
still lying with Hermione. He jumped off the bed so quickly you would think
someone had set it on fire.
Pomfrey I was just…nothing hap… she kept having nightmares… we were just
talking,” Ron was stuttering when Madam Pomfrey lifted up her hand to stop him.
it were under any other circumstances I would surely question it however, after
yesterday, I can understand it,” she said in a gentle, very un-Pomfrey-like
you,” was all Ron could choke out, hoping his face wasn’t as flushed as it
she said in a voice much more like her own. “Get back in your bed, I need to
apply more potion to those welts.
Ron sat in his bed, waiting for his medicine, he looked over to Hermione and
realized what a step this was for them. They were best friends, but it always
seemed that there was something keeping them from being close. A kind of
awkwardness. Hermione had always been comfortable showing affection to Harry
because she thought of him as a brother. But when it came to Ron, well that was
just different. It took a time of great emotion and sadness to bring them
together, which made Ron feel a little guilty. He had little more time to think
of it though, because the day from there on out became very hectic.
Umbridge had been brought into the hospital wing. This put a damper on talking
privately with Hermione, although Ron found it amusing to torture Professor
Umbridge by clip-clopping his tongue softly, causing her to shoot up in bed in
panic. Next, Dumbledore came to talk with them.
know that by now you two realize how dangerous it can sometimes be to be
friends with Harry, and I wanted to tell you how brave and loyal you both are,”
Dumbledore said with a smile. “Hard times are upon us and Harry is going to
need you now more than ever, especially with Sirius gone.”
understand Professor,” Hermione said quietly, trying to keep her emotions
Ron nodded in agreement, “We’ll stick with Harry till the end
and after that too.”
Dumbledore smiled and stood up. “Well, I take it you two are
feeling a little better?”
“Much,” Hermione answered with a smile.
to hear,” Dumbledore said. “As you know things are extremely busy right now and
I have plenty of things to keep me busy, but I did want to tell you how proud
everyone is of you two. I also know that Harry is going to be reluctant to talk
about things at first. Just give him time. I know he’ll come around
Professor, before you leave, may I ask you two things?” Hermione said.
course Miss Granger, ask away.”
really would like to keep up with my studies and could you please have whatever
we are learning sent here?” Hermione asked.
I can do. What else?” Dumbledore replied.
I wanted to know what would happen with Ron and my prefect duties?” she asked
need to worry, they will be waiting for you when you are ready,” Dumbledore
said with a smile.
“Thank you Professor,” Hermione said.
“Hermioneee,” Ron groaned after
Dumbledore had left.
“What?” she asked genuinely confused.
you have to ask for homework?” Ron whined. “We are in the “hos-pi-tal”.
Shouldn’t that give us a reason not to do homework?”
Ron sometimes you sound so much like Fred and George it scares me,” Hermione
said, shaking her head and picking up a book.
least I don’t sound like a like a walking encyclopedia,” Ron whispered under
was that!” Hermione asked slamming down her book.
was a sudden cough by the door and a voice said, “Bad time?”
and Hermione looked sheepish as Harry, Luna, Ginny, and Neville filed into the
hospital wing and sat down around.
Harry, actually it’s a perfect time,” Hermione said, glaring at Ron.
brought food,” Ginny said, holding up a large Honeydukes bag.
eyes got wide and he grabbed the bag from Ginny. As Ron poured the bag onto the
bedside table Harry said, “Well at least one thing’s the same. You can still
eat like a horse.”
and the other three stayed for quite a while until Harry went to see Hagrid and
the others went down to dinner. Ron was staring longingly out the window at the
Quidditch pitch when he heard Hermione say, “Ron?”
turned toward her, “Yeah?”
sorry about yelling at you today,” she said with her head down. “With
everything happening like it is we shouldn’t be fighting. I would hate it if
something happened and we were fighting with each other.”
paused for a moment, took a deep breath and said, “Hermione… I… um… now that
you mention that, there’s… something I want to tell you.”
up and walked over to her bed, sitting down beside her. “You were saying that
you would hate if something happened and we were mad at each other. Well, I
would hate it even more if something happened and I had never done this.”
Then Ron leaned down and kissed Hermione softly on the lips. It
was a short kiss, but it meant more than anything else would. When Ron moved
back, he looked down at Hermione for her reaction. She looked stunned but then
a smile formed on her face and she hugged him.
have hated if you had never done that too,” she whispered.
**Okay, I think I changed just about
everything you mentioned. Thanks for all the feedback. My weak spot is
definitely grammar and dialogue.
Sorry, I mustn’t have copied the whole
story into the email last time. I hope you get it all now. I am not going to
have any additional chapters (I didn’t think I put it on the form, sorry) but I
do want to do a little series of Ron and Hermione’s missing moments through the
books, but they’d be separate stories.
Thanks again, hope to hear back soon!