My Hermione
It was a few months after the battle of Hogwarts but Hermione and I (Ron Weasley) were still hiding because of the constant threat of death eaters. As we hide under the shrieking shack Hermione tried to cheer me up with some sarcasm as usual "damn it why do those stupid death eaters want us their leader is dead and Harry is perfectly safe those nutty loons!" she exclaimed suddenly surprised about speaking her mind like that
"Sorry" she added in a small voice sitting back against the wall opposite me. "no, no I don't blame you but I think this is the first time since we have been engaged that you have spoken your mind on this." I continued grasping the hand with the tiny ring on it.
As always when she smiled my complete being melted and my chest grew warm and finally I couldn't help it "I love you" … "oh Ron I love you to" she said as I caught her to my chest and hugged her closely. I smelled her sweet sweet hair and felt her soft smooth skin on mine. But then….
Suddenly we were forced apart and the rock roof caved I screamed "Hermione!" and a death eater manically cackled from above. I jumped up at once wand at the ready. It was Lucius and Draco! "Come and dance little lover boy" seethed Draco "stupefy" I shrieked and they both flew out of the window at the other side of the room.
For a moment I felt proud at what I had done but then I remembered Hermione "Hermione!" I yelled again. Then I saw a limp form only an outline in the dark "mione" was all that I got out before breaking at the last word overcome by tears and dashing over to the limp beauty before me
"Mione" I whimpered again as I slowly pulled her cold fragile body against my chest. What can I do… stop the bleeding! I thought pulling out my wand and drying all of the cuts on her body. Now I just wait until she d- no! She wont die she will live she has done it before why not now?
And so I waited till nightfall and as the last ray of sun fell a tear fell from my face and landed on her cheek. And at around 12:00 I fell into a restless sleep. I had no dreams that night only thoughts of nothing. By the next morning I was slightly aroused but a sudden soft warm touch to my jaw made me jump in surprise. "Hermione!" I whispered as the girl I was in love with was very much awake and very much alive. And her sudden warm soothing embrace came around me and I knew that it was not a dream.