The clouds above are still dark and gloomy; silent rain drops are starting to fall. I can't feel them soaking me, I can't fell them giving me the chills, because I am already numbed. I don't know what has happened, or what's happening around me now for that matter. I guess it all just happened too fast, my mind couldn't keep up. Now here I am, trying to sort out all my thoughts and feelings.
Dumbledore is probably looking for me now, but if he comes, I won't move. As the gods above as my witnesses, I, Hermione Granger, will keep my feet firmly rooted to the spot, unless he comes back to me.

~*~*~*FlashBack Moments Before~*~*~*~


"Hermione!" I heard my best friend cry out my name. "Hermione!" He called again, I knew it was him. I knew, from the second I heard the voice, I would remember it. I pushed through the crowds of confused wizards and witches in the middle of their battle to find him. I can see him, he's lying on the floor, his hand's over some area of his body near his stomach. I hate to see him hurting, so I sat on the floor beside him and held him head in my lap.

He looks as if he's struggling to stay alive, with every breath in his lungs... He looked up at me, those eyes, I felt, could see right through me, probably into my mind. I saw his face, there were his tear trails running through his blood stained cheeks; I slowly lifted her palm to his cheek, and with whatever might he had left, he raised his blood covered hand to hold hers there. He took in a deep breath and started to speak, painfully...

"Hermione, do me a favor?" He paused while she nodded. "Tell my friends, that they were great... Tell them they were always there when I needed them- and they never judged me or looked at me funny when I first came here like everyone else did..." He breathed in again.

"Tell the teachers... Tell them that my homework will be a bit late, but I started it for once... Tell Dumbledore, that I didn't mean to cause so much trouble, but I had a lot to live up to..." I saw, across the features of his face, that whatever or where ever he was hurt, had just been disturbed. I looked at his stomach, he slowly showed it, then covered it up quickly... He was shot- with a muggle gun. This can't be happening.

"Tell my family, no matter how hard they were on me at times- I'll still love them... Tell them that for once, I wasn't afraid. Tell them how brave I was Hermione, tell them that I did it to prove myself... That I was actually worth something more-"
Hermione noticed, her best friend was telling her his death notes, his final good-byes... "Tell Hagrid- thank you. Tell him that he helped me so much through these years. And Herm-" He paused to take another sharp breath. "Never forget, that I told you- that I love you... I always have, and I always will." And my best friend closed his eyes for the last time... His breathing slowed- and I cried as I realized his hand was still holding mine, thats when the last two tears fell down his cheek.

~*~*~*End Flashback*~*~*~

That's when I broke down, I couldn't take it anymore... I lost my best friend, the one who loved me, the one I've loved since I was 12... I lost the most important person in my life... I lost Ronald Weasley.