Set during Deathly Hallows at Shell Cottage.
Hermione was sleeping, she looked awful. The curse Bellatrix casted on her left all sorts of marks on her tiny body. Ron was watching her in pain. He couldn´t forget the screams Hermione had let out at Malfoy's Manor. Why her? Ron thought she should have taken me, not her. Ron grabbed her hand and Hermione woke up. She smiled at him, she was so happy to see him right next to her holding her hand. She squeezed his hand.
"Mione, how are you feeling?" Ron asked
"Fine, I guess. I have a terrible headache but compared to what I felt earlier is nothing" Hermione said
" I was so worried, She could have killed you!" Ron bellowed
"I know, it was horrible. The only thing that was keeping me strong was your voice" Hermione said
"My voice? " Ron asked
"Yes, I heard you screaming my name, I was going to give up, my body was telling me to surrender I was so weak at the moment, but then I heard you and you gave me the strength I needed" Hermione said.
"Mione, I was so afraid I didn't know what I was going to do if anything happened to you" Ron said.
"I was afraid of the possibility of never seeing you again" Hermione said.
Ron kiss her cheek "I won't let anything or anyone harm you Mione"
Hermione stared at Ron, she was lost in his eyes. If only she could tell him how much he love him, how every night she dreamt about him. But she wasn't sure how he felt about her. She didn't want to ruin the friendship between them. She was hoping one day they could be together at last. Sometimes she was sure he liked her, but what if she turns her down she couldn't live with that.
Ron was having that same argument in his head. He loved her. How could he not? She was so beautiful and smart. He could not be in the same room with her and not feel the strong attraction between them. He wanted to tell her how much he liked her, but he was a coward who was afraid of being rejected.
They were interrupted as Harry walked in.
"Hermione, how are you?'" Harry asked.
"Fine, just a headache" Hermione smiled at him.
"I´m so glad you are ok, you should get some rest but first you have to drink this. Said Harry while he examined a glass with a brownish liquid inside
"What is it?" Hermione asked curiously
"Dunno, Fleur just gave it to me, she told me to make sure that you drink the whole thing" Harry responded
"It smells like a pair of old socks" Ron said while covering his nose.
"Not helping Ron" Harry said.
Harry handed the glass to Hermione. She closed her eyes and drank the whole thing. It was the worst thing Hermione had ever tasted but she wasn't feeling that well so she decided to finish it as soon as possible. She made a weird face and went back to sleep, back to those dreams about a certain red haired boy.