Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter, and won't throughout this story. So chill out. It's just a fanfic!
Harry Potter and the Trio are in their 7th year at Hogwarts. Just to let ya'll know. J
Harry, Ron and Hermoine walked back from dinner in silence. Hermoine was thinking about the Transfiguration test the next day. Harry was walking up ahead thinking about the strange dream that he'd had the night before. While Ron, had his arm around Hermoine's waist protectively and thought about his misson…
"Piggly-Toe." Harry said, opening the door to the Gryffindor common room. As Hemoine, and Ron walked towards the couch hand in hand, Harry said, "Hey you guys, I think I'll go to bed early, I'm kinda tired, didn't sleep to good yesterday," ruffling up his hair he remembered, the strange dream. Besides he had much better things to do than to watch the two of them make out.
"Night!" Hermoine, and Ron replied in unison.
Ron looked at Harry, desperately wanting to say something. Something like "Harry, you're the best friend a guy could ask for." Or "Thanks Harry," or…or…something. Ron knew this could be the very last time he saw Harry, and he couldn't even say anything. He watched Harry walk to his bedroom.
He felt a light tickling on his neck. Turning to Hermoine he grinned. She looked so beautiful there, her bushy brown hair caressing her face. Drawing her closer, Ron's lips met her's softly, and soon they were passionately kissing. After quite a while, Ron, now lying on top of Hermoine stopped. "Hermoine," he began, whispering into her ear, "I love you…" trailing off, Ron gulped down the huge lump that was starting to form in his throat and stared into Hermoine's big brown eyes, Hermoine smiled at him. "I…" forcing himself to go on, knowing that this could be his last words to her he finished, "I always will, where ever I am."
"Oh Ron," Hermoine drew him closer, and kissed him hard. "I love you too."
"D…D….dead…" Hermoine whispered, he couldn't be. Just last night, she had held him. They had proclaimed their love for one another. Everything had been perfect, wonderful…Hermoine looked around, staring at Dumbledore afraid.
"Yes Miss. Granger, I'm afraid so. I know this is very painful for all of us. I know how close both of you were to Ron," Dumbledore sighed. Looking at Hermoine, and Harry in turn.
"B…B…But how?" Harry asked, How could his best friend, be healthy and alive one day, and dead the next, it didn't make sense. Not to him at least.
"Well, Mr. Potter. Ron's body was found on the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest. Hagrid found him. By the looks of it, it looked like Ron was attacked by a curse of some kind."
"C…C…Ca…Can we see him?" Hermoine asked trembling, her face pale. She couldn't believe it. This was all a nightmare. All she needed was to see Ron's face, and be told that all of this was some joke. She would punch him lightly in the arm. And then he would pull her into a long kiss. And later pull her into a deserted class room. She needed him. She just did. Hermoine, wasn't Hermoine, without Ron by her side. Grinning at her, with his lopsided grin, his red hair flaming.
"I'm sorry Miss. Granger, but I'm afraid not. His body was very badly torn up, and therefore, we have sent the remains back to his family.
Harry choked…remains…dead…Ron…No he couldn't be.
"You will both be excused for your classes for the rest of the week, for mourning. I believe the Weasly's have gone home, to grieve with their family." Dumbledore looked at them both. His eyes peering out from the top of his glasses, expressionless.
All of the sudden, Hermoine jumped up and ran out of the room sobbing. Harry, pulled back to reality by this sudden display of emotion, let out a sob, and ran to his dorm room. First his parents, then Sirus, then Ron…everyone close to him was dying, and it was all his fault. All because of stupid Voldemort, why did he have to survive that stupid curse. He had wished so many times that it hadn't of been him. Why wasn't it someone else? Why him? He wasn't fit for the job, it was too much for him. To much death, to much pain, to much sorrow.
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