DISCLAIMER- I own nothing, Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling. This story
is based on the fanfiction, HERMIONE NEVER DID DIE, by MADAM MAD, (which
can be found at, storyid=661351 or through my bio.) A big thank you to
Madam mad for giving me permission to use her ideas.
Dedication- never done one before but, this is for DUTCHTULIPS as I wrote this ages ago and decide I didn't like Hr/R fanfic and abandoned this, but her fanfic inspired me to continue. She may never read it but.
NOT GONE
CHAPTER 1
The entire Weasley family sat around the living room of Ron's house, it was small and homey, at lot like the burrow, only better furnished.
Ron starred silently at the pieces of shattered wood in his hand, colour slowly drained from his cheeks. He felt the eyes of his family on him, his mother and father, his five elder brothers, his little sister and her husband, his best friend Harry. They were all waiting for him to react.
After a few minutes of painful silence, that seemed to stretch for hours, Ron shook his head violently, "No! She's not dead I know she's alive. If any thing ever happened to Hermione I'd know!" Arthur Weasley sat on the over stuffed sofa beside his distraught son, trying to make him see the truth; "Ron, they sent us her wand, snapped in two. That's what they always do when they have ki."
"No!" Ron stood up suddenly, he couldn't believe this. "Hermione's one of the best auroras this world has ever seen, if she was in that much trouble she'd just apperate out."
His complete denial of the situation only served to distress his family more, "Ron, please." Molly Weasley said, tears coursing from her puffy red eyes down her pale cheeks, "We all wish it wasn't true but it is, and there's nothing we can do to change it."
Ron gazed down at his wife's broken wand, he couldn't believe it, he wasn't going to give up on her, he couldn't, he had to make them understand. "Where's her body?" He asked in grim determination, Arthur looked up in surprise, "What?"
"Where is her body?" Demanded Ron again, he wouldn't accept this until he'd seen himself.
His Father seemed unable to answer and his brother Percy answered softly, "It.she hasn't been found yet."
"Then I don't believe it, until I see her body I'm not going to stop searching for her!" Ron said angrily. How could they just give up on her? Hermione was part of their family; she had helped them out of trouble many times, if it wasn't for her they wouldn't be here today.
If this had happened to one of them, she'd never give up till she found them.
Oblivious to his family's pain as they watched him think, Ron began to try and come up with ways that he could get information on what had really happened. His mother resting a hand gently on his shoulder brought him out of his musings. "We'll head home now, you should try and rest." Molly Weasley said gently. He nodded slightly and heard the faint pops of apperation behind him.
Ron starred at a picture of him and Hermione that hung above their fireplace; they looked so happy and carefree, it was taken at their wedding four years ago. They had been 22 and it was just before the out break of the war.
The four of them, Hermione, Harry, Ginny and himself, had become Auroras; they'd all gone through training together, it had just been like their days at Hogwarts. Everything had been going reasonably well, despite the war. They had been forced to move several times to avoid frequent Death eater attacks but other than that- every thing was fine. Until two weeks ago.when Hermione didn't return form a mission. Naturally he had been worried, they all had but they all knew that Hermione had been in bad situations before and that she always came out of them fine. It was just a matter of waiting, she'd probably been exposed and was having to lay low for a while, she'd be back soon.
A voice dragged him from his thoughts, his living room was now empty, except for his best friend and little sister. The rest of his family must have left. "Do you want us to stay Ron?" Harry asked softly, concern for his best friend evident in his eyes.
Ron nodded, they'd probably argue and stay anyway if he told them that he was fine by himself. "Do you want us to get you anything?" Ron smiled sadly at Ginny and shook his head, "I'll be fine, you two should get to bed, it's late."
Harry and Ginny looked at Ron reluctantly, then nodded, arguing with him probably wasn't a good idea at the moment. "Okay, Ron. Goodnight."
Harry began heading towards the door but stopped when he realised that his wife of two and a half years wasn't following. "Gin?" She looked up and nodded, "You go ahead, I'll be there in a minute." Harry nodded and left her to talk to her brother.
Ginny walked slowly to Ron and embraced him, they stood like that for a few minutes, in silence. Held like that, the reality of his situation crashed down on Ron, if by some miracle his wife was still alive, she was in the clutches f death eaters, he didn't want to think about what they would do to a muggle born aurora. Soon Ginny felt Ron shaking, he was crying now. "It's okay Ron." She soothed gently.
Ron stayed frozen still, crying into his little sister's shoulder, he replied in a ragged voice that was broken with sobs, "It's not okay, it'll never be okay."
"Yes it will." Ron let those words register for a moment. Hermione was gone, the love of his life, his soul mate had been murdered. How was it going to beokay? Pulling back slightly from his sister he asked softly, "How?"
Ginny felt her heart shatter when she looked into Ron's eyes, they were somehow empty yet at the same time full of despair. He looked so young and vulnerable, he was searching for hope, anything.
"Hermione's strong, I know she's alive Ron." Ginny reassured gently, Ron starred at his sister for a few moments, a brief glimmer of hope flickered though his eyes, then he turned away from her and walked to the window, gazing out of the velvet sky he said determinedly; "We have to find her."
"We will, the ministries got all the top auroras and detectives on it, Dumbledor's pulling a lot of strings to get extra help from his old 'contacts' and Sirius and Remus are already scouting the areas where she was last seen."
Ron turned around suddenly, "I have to join the search." If any one could find her, he could. If anyone had hurt her though, they would answer to him.
Ginny nodded, she'd been expecting this; "Me and Harry are meeting up with Sirius tomorrow at noon, we said that you'd be coming to."
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AN- I really need a better title! This should have been up sooner only my internet decided that ff.net was too busy for me to log on, gggggggrrrrrr. This story is going to be a fairly long one, I have it planned out and the first 9 chapters are already to be uploaded however I'm not sure weather or not I really like this. SO if you do like/hate it tell me! Again, low standards so 5 reviews=next chapter!
Dedication- never done one before but, this is for DUTCHTULIPS as I wrote this ages ago and decide I didn't like Hr/R fanfic and abandoned this, but her fanfic inspired me to continue. She may never read it but.
NOT GONE
CHAPTER 1
The entire Weasley family sat around the living room of Ron's house, it was small and homey, at lot like the burrow, only better furnished.
Ron starred silently at the pieces of shattered wood in his hand, colour slowly drained from his cheeks. He felt the eyes of his family on him, his mother and father, his five elder brothers, his little sister and her husband, his best friend Harry. They were all waiting for him to react.
After a few minutes of painful silence, that seemed to stretch for hours, Ron shook his head violently, "No! She's not dead I know she's alive. If any thing ever happened to Hermione I'd know!" Arthur Weasley sat on the over stuffed sofa beside his distraught son, trying to make him see the truth; "Ron, they sent us her wand, snapped in two. That's what they always do when they have ki."
"No!" Ron stood up suddenly, he couldn't believe this. "Hermione's one of the best auroras this world has ever seen, if she was in that much trouble she'd just apperate out."
His complete denial of the situation only served to distress his family more, "Ron, please." Molly Weasley said, tears coursing from her puffy red eyes down her pale cheeks, "We all wish it wasn't true but it is, and there's nothing we can do to change it."
Ron gazed down at his wife's broken wand, he couldn't believe it, he wasn't going to give up on her, he couldn't, he had to make them understand. "Where's her body?" He asked in grim determination, Arthur looked up in surprise, "What?"
"Where is her body?" Demanded Ron again, he wouldn't accept this until he'd seen himself.
His Father seemed unable to answer and his brother Percy answered softly, "It.she hasn't been found yet."
"Then I don't believe it, until I see her body I'm not going to stop searching for her!" Ron said angrily. How could they just give up on her? Hermione was part of their family; she had helped them out of trouble many times, if it wasn't for her they wouldn't be here today.
If this had happened to one of them, she'd never give up till she found them.
Oblivious to his family's pain as they watched him think, Ron began to try and come up with ways that he could get information on what had really happened. His mother resting a hand gently on his shoulder brought him out of his musings. "We'll head home now, you should try and rest." Molly Weasley said gently. He nodded slightly and heard the faint pops of apperation behind him.
Ron starred at a picture of him and Hermione that hung above their fireplace; they looked so happy and carefree, it was taken at their wedding four years ago. They had been 22 and it was just before the out break of the war.
The four of them, Hermione, Harry, Ginny and himself, had become Auroras; they'd all gone through training together, it had just been like their days at Hogwarts. Everything had been going reasonably well, despite the war. They had been forced to move several times to avoid frequent Death eater attacks but other than that- every thing was fine. Until two weeks ago.when Hermione didn't return form a mission. Naturally he had been worried, they all had but they all knew that Hermione had been in bad situations before and that she always came out of them fine. It was just a matter of waiting, she'd probably been exposed and was having to lay low for a while, she'd be back soon.
A voice dragged him from his thoughts, his living room was now empty, except for his best friend and little sister. The rest of his family must have left. "Do you want us to stay Ron?" Harry asked softly, concern for his best friend evident in his eyes.
Ron nodded, they'd probably argue and stay anyway if he told them that he was fine by himself. "Do you want us to get you anything?" Ron smiled sadly at Ginny and shook his head, "I'll be fine, you two should get to bed, it's late."
Harry and Ginny looked at Ron reluctantly, then nodded, arguing with him probably wasn't a good idea at the moment. "Okay, Ron. Goodnight."
Harry began heading towards the door but stopped when he realised that his wife of two and a half years wasn't following. "Gin?" She looked up and nodded, "You go ahead, I'll be there in a minute." Harry nodded and left her to talk to her brother.
Ginny walked slowly to Ron and embraced him, they stood like that for a few minutes, in silence. Held like that, the reality of his situation crashed down on Ron, if by some miracle his wife was still alive, she was in the clutches f death eaters, he didn't want to think about what they would do to a muggle born aurora. Soon Ginny felt Ron shaking, he was crying now. "It's okay Ron." She soothed gently.
Ron stayed frozen still, crying into his little sister's shoulder, he replied in a ragged voice that was broken with sobs, "It's not okay, it'll never be okay."
"Yes it will." Ron let those words register for a moment. Hermione was gone, the love of his life, his soul mate had been murdered. How was it going to beokay? Pulling back slightly from his sister he asked softly, "How?"
Ginny felt her heart shatter when she looked into Ron's eyes, they were somehow empty yet at the same time full of despair. He looked so young and vulnerable, he was searching for hope, anything.
"Hermione's strong, I know she's alive Ron." Ginny reassured gently, Ron starred at his sister for a few moments, a brief glimmer of hope flickered though his eyes, then he turned away from her and walked to the window, gazing out of the velvet sky he said determinedly; "We have to find her."
"We will, the ministries got all the top auroras and detectives on it, Dumbledor's pulling a lot of strings to get extra help from his old 'contacts' and Sirius and Remus are already scouting the areas where she was last seen."
Ron turned around suddenly, "I have to join the search." If any one could find her, he could. If anyone had hurt her though, they would answer to him.
Ginny nodded, she'd been expecting this; "Me and Harry are meeting up with Sirius tomorrow at noon, we said that you'd be coming to."
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AN- I really need a better title! This should have been up sooner only my internet decided that ff.net was too busy for me to log on, gggggggrrrrrr. This story is going to be a fairly long one, I have it planned out and the first 9 chapters are already to be uploaded however I'm not sure weather or not I really like this. SO if you do like/hate it tell me! Again, low standards so 5 reviews=next chapter!