WHAT DREAMS MAY COME
Hi guys!!! This is my second story. I just wanted to tell you that this is NOT ONE-SHOT. I have a wonderful plot for this one. This is the way I imagine it to be after HARRY POTTER and the DEATHLY HALLOWS. Reviews are welcome, comments and recommendations are also welcome. If you have great plots that you wanted to include pls. review and I'll try to include it. I already know how I'll end this fanfic, but we'll never know. :)) TNX FOR READING...
SUMMARY: With the second war finally over, its time to move on for everyone in the Wizarding World. It's time to pick up the pieces, to love, to mourn and to start all over again.
CHAPTER 1 – THE BURROW REVISITED
"Crack…crack…crack…crack…crack"
"Home sweet home at last!" Mr.Weasley exclaimed.
After the battle at Hogwarts, though all of them are exhausted the Weasley's along with Harry and Hermione decided that it's best for everyone to leave the castle and return to the Burrow. The Hogwarts castle though as large as it seems cannot give them the comfort that they needed particularly that time. It is in ruins and many parts of the castle are destroyed by the battle that has taken place the night before. Mrs.Weasley though hesitant at first to leave the body of Fred along with the remains of Lupin and Tonks had been reassured by Minerva McGonagall that the body will be well taken care of, Mr.Weasley added comfort to his wife by talking to Kingsley of how they're returning for Fred's body tomorrow morning. But for now, everybody agreed that they need rest for the coming days to follow.
"It's not as shipshape as before, the death eaters decided to ransack the house just after we transferred to Aunt Muriel's place." Mr.Weasley explained to every questioning look he found around him.
The living room is messy as it is, chairs are toppled over, plates smashed into many pieces. The couch slashed, cottons from within it can be seen on the floor. Everything is destroyed.
"Well, it doesn't matter. We still have each other and that's what matters. It's over anyway" Mrs.Weasley said. But before anyone can reply she then added "We'll clear this things once everybody is fully rested, off you go then."
She patted Ginny and Harry's back since they are closer to her towards the stairs leading to the second floor. Hermione and Ron followed with completely worn out expression etched in there faces cause by events of the past days. Mrs. And Mr.Weasley then followed the teens up the stairs to rest as well. Percy along with Charlie had firmly stick to their decision to help Kingsley with the unification of the Ministry. Bill insisted that he will follow Percy and Charlie once he finishes settling Fleur in Shell Cottage. She's completely tired and needs some healing herself.
"Sleep well everyone" Mrs.Weasley stopped in front of the door that he shared with Mr.Weasley. She then turned to Ginny, Ron, Hermione and Harry, and had given them bone-crushing hugs and wet kisses. Mr.Weasley then put her hands unto Molly's shoulder and led her towards the room.
Nobody spoke on the way to Ginny's room. Nobody seems to find the right words to say in times like this. The war had ended, but the grieving has just started.
"I'll see you guys later" Ginny said. You can see the heavy eyes from a nights worth of crying. Before she even enters her room she turned to Harry then hugged him tightly with her arms around his neck. She then whispered in his ear "I love you so much". As an answer he put his hands at the small frame of her back and kissed her on the cheeks.
"Ehem!" Ron exclaimed. Both him and Hermione had been watching the exchange of love between the two lovers. Both also looking uncomfortable, though they shared a kiss a while ago a midst the war, both of them didn't have the slightest chance to talk about where they stand.
Ginny realizing that Harry needed rest opened the door to her room and went inside. Hermione then followed, but before she can completely open the door and enter herself she felt a warm hand against her right. She turned to Ron with a frown on her face wondering.
"Nothing. Just wanted to say - " Ron answered her questioning look. He was cut off with nothing to say because a goodnight would be inappropriate since the sun is shining outside. The truth be told, he's used to sleeping near Hermione now. Months and months of being with her and Harry had finally taken its toll on Ron. Sleeping in his room in the Burrow seems incomplete without Hermione in the same room with him.
"Oh Ron!" a sudden urge to hug him had escaped Hermione. She flung her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. Ron in return created a circling motion in the small of her back, creating a sense of comfort within her. This overwhelming feeling, leave them both flustered.
"Come on, I'll walk with you two to your room" Hermione said once she released Ron is her grasped. She had taken hold Ron's left hand and squeezed it tightly.
"Why? I know where are room is" Ron retorted. But once she had met Hermione's gaze he then realized that Hermione wants to talk to him as much as he does.
"Come on Harry" Hermione said, taking hold of Harry's arm and leading him towards the room under the attic. Harry looked at Ron and Hermione with a puzzled look on his face.
"Hey guys, do you want some alone time?" Harry asked, he's already settled in his bed besides Ron's preparing to have a long deep dreamless sleep.
Their welcome home greeting wasn't that pleasant. The ghoul who looks like Ron had taken a liking living in his messy room. Ron and Harry had to magically lift him together towards the attic where he belongs, while Hermione sort out Ron's room. Once finished, Hermione settled herself at the foot of Ron's bed looking around. That is when Harry asked the question.
Ron who is also seating upright in his bed whilst leaning against the headboard looked at Hermione. He was hoping that she would answer the question for him. Hermione looked back, but then understanding Ron's expression she answered Harry with a statement.
"Oh no Harry, just go ahead" She was expecting Harry to give her a questioning look, but that never came. Instead he groaned a "Take your time" and turned his back on them. That's a surprise thought Hermione, maybe he's really tired we all are. But she needs to talk to Ron first.
Silence filled the room. Harry might have sensed that Hermione wanted to talk to Ron. Awkwardness filled the room; maybe it's because of the thought than Harry can still hear them. His heavy breathing still hadn't filled the room yet. The uneasiness is taking its toll on Hermione now, she was seating there completely mindful that Ron is looking at her waiting for whatever she was about to say.
"Ron, do you mind if I conjure a sleeping bag beside your bed?" Hermione said quickly without stopping. She stand up to where she is seating a while ago and went to the other side of Ron's bed farther to Harry.
'Why?" Ron answered surprised. A complete confusion engraved in his tired face.
Hermione hesitated then settled himself in Ron's bed again. She shyly stated "Just for today" she was playing with her wand between her fingers. Ron saw this as a sign of nervousness, and then before he was able to think of what to do both his hands reached for Hermione's. There eyes met entirely understanding each other. They're both been into too many dangerous situation, let this be there night. No more stopping the love that they are feeling for one another.
"You can sleep beside me" Ron held, but then added "or if you're uncomfortable I can conjure a sleeping bag for myself"
"No Ron, it's alright," Hermione answered. She was hoping he'd say that. Sleeping beside Ron is much better than in a damp sleeping bag.
Ron lifted the warm blue sheet of his bed to let Hermione in. She obliged by entering the warmth of the bed linen and settles herself beside him. Ron's bed though a long time abandoned by him still smells like Ron's hair, maybe because he was beside her. Ron before settling himself on his bed flicked a few magic with his wand to close the hangings from the window to make the room darker. After a few minutes of stillness, both of them on there backs looking at Ron's ceiling equally stiff until Hermione started.
"Ron?" Hermione hushed.
"Yeah?" Ron answered.
Hermione then turned faced him thus making him do the same. They are both looking at each other's gaze now. Though it happens quite a lot the past months this is the only moment where Ron felt that there is no limitation. There is no horcrux to find or death eaters to stumble upon.
"Are you alright?" Hermione whispered another question. She reached for Ron's hand under the sheets and holds it against her own. Every member of the Weasley family had been open regarding their reaction of Fred's death. But Ron kept his composure, never letting on even a single tear slip his eyes.
"I don't know, I feel… I feel disconnected" He answered. Tears started to slipped through his blue eyes. He was trying to control it afraid to wake Harry, as well as embarrass to show weakness in front of Hermione.
Hermione let go of Ron's hands positioned her right in his back and the other hand towards his face to wipe away the tears. She felt closer that way. In return, Ron hugged her towards him to close the gap. There faces centimeters away from each other, foreheads connected the other one comforting the other. They've never been closer.
"I just wanted to be strong for everyone" Ron added between sobs. "But I can't, look at me now"
Typical Ron, Hermione thought. Never selfish and always taking care of everyone around him. He might seem to be a git, but his humor and good heart will encompass it all.
In response Hermione said "Ron, you lost a brother you deserve to be sad. Let me be the one to be strong this time around" this statement frighten Hermione, she wanted to be strong for him but she also didn't know if she can contain her emotions. But she made up her mind, this is not the time to be selfish. She will do it for Ron.
They remained in that position for a few minutes before Ron's weeping subsided. He then said "You better not tell Harry I cried like a girl"
"Ron!" Hermione exclaimed but still silently as not to wake the now snoring Harry. She began to laugh because he never falters to make her smile in times like this. Ron will always be Ron no matter what. She can always rely on Ron to remain the same when everything else changes.
"What? That would ruin my macho tendencies if anyone would find out" Ron answered. There faces are inches away from each other now with smiles from both sides. Hermione extracted her hands and put it both in Ron's cheeks wiping away his tears.
"Just Ron, promise me one thing. Let me be your wonderwall" Hermione said with all determination in her face.
"What does that mean? How can I promise when you use words weigh beyond my vocabulary" Ron snapped back.
Ron decided to face his ceiling again with a look of amusement on his face. Hermione is using her knowledge on me again he thought. As a result of Ron's change in position, Hermione still facing Ron raced her left hand plopped her elbow in the pillow while her hand support her head.
"I heard it from a muggle song once. Your wonderwall is someone that saves you from yourself. Like your superhero or savior. When you feel like you're just stuck in a hole, it's your wonderwall that saves you. It is basically someone you can lean on no matter what happens and they will always be there for you. It is someone you want to spend the rest of your life with, you're only reason for life. I want to be that person for you, Ron" Hermione said. She had whispered it with all her passion. How can Ron resist her now.
"Come here" Ron said. He raised his right arm to let Hermione position her head towards his chest. Once she is secured he situated his arms around her, pulling her closer to him. Hermione in turn snake her arms around Ron's stomach.
After they've settled, Ron said " You've always been Hermione" She raised her faced towards him and smiled. Ron kissed her forehead, and hugged her tighter towards him.
"Let me ask you though, why do you want to sleep here?" Ron asked. Hermione raced her face again to look at him and smiled.
"I kind of used to your snores already. Can't seem to sleep without it" Hermione answered.
They lost themselves in each other's eyes for a while before Ron leaned in to kiss her full on the mouth.
"Our second kiss" Hermione said, eyes still closed but smiling. "Good to know you make the first move this time" she added. Ron laughs silently for a while, and when exhaustion finally arrived. They let the dream catcher succumb them to slumber, both sure that the future holds something exciting and lasting. In the midst of pain and losses, two best friends find solace through each other at last.
TO BE CONTINUED…
