True Feelings

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Dream/ Vision of Hermione's

"Just get it through your thick head, Hermione! I just don't love you anymore!"

"Does this mean that we're over? Please… don't do this to me! Not now! We have a child to raise. I can't do this without you! I need you, Draco."

Dream/ Vision ended

Ron had just been on his way up to the girls dormitory to see one of his best friends, Hermione when he heard shouting and screaming coming from inside her room. He burst through the doors to find Hermione kicking, screaming and thrashing around in her bed. All of her roommates looked scared, their faces white. "Its okay girls; she's only having a nightmare. I think I'll take it from here."

All of the girls looked at him gratefully and ran out into the common room.

Ron looked into Hermione's empty eyes as he took her in his arms and slowly began to rock her. He put his mouth right by her ear and whispered, "Hermione, 'Mione… wake-up… It was only a dream." He whispered calming and soothing words to her until her tear stained eyes fluttered open and looked Ron right in the eyes and gave him a look that made him want to cry.

"Ron… w-what happened? All I remember is… Draco… and h-he… broke up with me!" she said as her eyes once again began to fill with tears as she even dared to think back on that horrific nightmare.

Ron looked back at her, not knowing what to say, or any comfort to give to her. "Hermione… it was just a dream… it wasn't real… I'm sure Draco isn't even thinking about breaking up with you. Your… your… your perfect. He would be stupid to even think those thoughts about breaking up with you. He's defiantly not worth it if he did want too." He said as he gave her a warm smile.

"Thank you so much, Ron. That really helps. I'm sure that Draco wouldn't even think of such a thing, but I know that if he did, I can always talk to you about it, Ron. What you said meant so much to me. It showed me that you really care. That is very important to me. Thank you." She said returning a grateful smile. "Come on, lets go met Harry and Draco in the Potions classroom. Its almost time for class to start."

"Okay Hermione… I really don't want to be late again… I don't have time for all the detentions he'll give me this time… I mean, last time I was 2 minutes late and I got 2 weeks of detentions! Now, let's think about that… is it reasonable? No, of course not! I was 2 minutes late! Not 3, 5…. 2 minutes!" he finished dramatically, panting as they ran down the stairs and into the great hall.

"Oh Ronald, stop your whining! We'll just have to make sure that we're not late… we have exactly 5 minutes before Potions start and we're almost there. So chill out a little!" she said gigging at the fact that Ron was getting so heated about 2 weeks of detentions… but with Snape? "Well, I can see his point… I guess." She ran down the last steps and into the classroom followed closely by Ron.

"A little late aren't we Weasley and Granger? I expected better out of a know-it-all, Ms. Granger. As for Mr. Weasley… well, I don't expect that much out of you. Take your seats."

"Now, to perform a proper Babbling Beverage you must use precise ingredients. They are…"

As Ron tried his hardest to pay attention, he noticed that someone had slid a note into his note book. He open his notebook cautiously, making sure that Professor Snape was nowhere near. He grabbed the note and slipped it under his desk to read. The further and further down he read, the bigger his eyes became. It was a note from Hermione. He inched his face closer down to read it again, carefully looking at every word. It read:

"Dear Ron,

I'm in trouble and I need your help. Yes, I did say you just in case you thought that this was a mistake on my part. All that I can think about is my nightmare. I don't know what it means, but I thought that maybe you could help me understand it better. It starts out with Draco asking me to go outside on the balcony. I was dressed in very fancy black robes. He held my hand as we walked out together. When we reached the balcony he turned to me and said that we couldn't be together anymore. I asked why, in tears and he said that it was impossible to love me now. I didn't understand, but then I asked how I could raise the baby, because I could keep it without his father. He left my side, disappearing back into the ballroom. Then I woke up and saw you. I just don't understand what it means. We never wear fancy robes here… ever. Was it just a dream?

Hermione"

Ron looked at the note and then looked back at Hermione. She refused to meet his gaze, but motioned for him to write back. He began his letter back to her.

"Dear Hermione,

This all seems way too weird for me to understand, but I'll try my best to help just because I care about you that much. First of all, I doubt that this even could happen in that setting because you don't own black dress robes and even if you did, there's no special occasion were you could wear them here. So, that takes care of that part. Secondly, I don't think that you're pregnant, or at least you don't look it. So, I don't think that s a problem either. Couldn't it just be a dream? Not all dreams are for real you know. Besides, it's a nightmare, wasn't it? In nightmares you think of the worst things that could ever happen to you. That sounds like a pretty bad thing to me. Sorry, that's all that I can think of right now. I hope that helps a little.

Ron"

He looked back up at her as she read the note. When she finished, she looked back at him and gave him a small nod and went back to listening to Professor Snape's lecture.

A good 2 hours later they appeared from the classroom. "Come on guys; let's go back to the common room… I need to relax a little bit before our next lesson." Said Hermione as she began to climb steps towering over her. When they finally came to the picture of the Fat Lady, they were all out of breath. "Password", said the Fat Lady.

"Meditation," said Harry as the door swung open.

"Meditation? When did we come up with that one? Doesn't sound like any word I've ever heard before." Said Ron as he collapsed into the nearest chair.

"Well… meditation is a thing that muggles do to relax and… hey, what is everyone crowded around over there?" Said Harry pointing over to the bulletin board, which was surrounded by people.

"I dunno. Lets go check it out." Said Hermione.

They all made their way through the crowds of people until they could see the board. It read:

"Students 4th-7th years are welcome to this years first annual Hogwarts Festivity. This year we will be celebrating the event that has occurred between the witch and wizard civilization and Lord Voldemort. As you all know, Lord Voldemort has been defeated by our own Harry Potter. Congratulations to us all. In honor of this great success, we will be hosting a gala for all witch and wizards to attend. ONLY student from the 4th years and up may attend this gala. My greatest apologies to all of the younger students who was not able to make this cut line. To my older students, the gala begins at 6:00 sharp, and ends at no later than midnight. Don't forget to wear your best dress robes! The date of the Grand Gala is scheduled for a month from this Friday night. Congratulations on this great honor and be prepared for a night of fun!"

"A gala? That's so exciting! I need to go tell Draco!" Said Hermione as she ran from the common room.

Ron just sat their thinking about the gala… and then it hit him. Dress robes, dancing, a night of fun… just like Hermione's dream! Ron went straight to Harry.

"Harry? I think Hermione's in trouble."

Sorry guys, that's all I got right now. Please r&r so I can update!