A/N: This is not my first story on this site, but I just don't feel like using my old account...I'd rather start over new. This is a fanfiction story, which means this is written from my imagination. So things are very different and characters may act different than the movies or books…the books were 10x's better than the movies, by the way. Please review :) I'm 6 months pregnant, so please be nice in your reviews for a couple months. I'll update soon :) Thank you and good night.

Obliviate

-Chapter 1-

Ron and Harry waited in complete agony on the staircase, watching Bellatrix emotionally torment the barely conscious Hermione. Ron couldn't believe his eyes…he already had to hear her screams of pain until her voice was practically disappearing fast, but now he heard her gasping for a simple breath and blood left her body. He wasn't sure where. He knew she was bleeding from her arms and legs from the amount of times Bellatrix used that curse on her, but there was another place that was bleeding profoundly. He couldn't see her face and her body was oddly laying on the floor, as if her limbs her out of place. It made him hurt just looking at her. "Greyback may have her now, but just one last time…let me make sure she dies never knowing if anyone loved her or if she even knew who she was." Bellatrix lifted her wand.

Ron wanted to scream and run to shield Hermione, but Harry held him back. –I cannot watch this! Please don't make me watch this!- Unable to handle the situation, Ron went into desperation and held his head in Harry's arm. Harry wasn't taken aback by this action, since he knew how much Hermione meant to Ron. Hermione was Harry's best friend, lifeline, and closest he ever had to a sister. This was extremely painful for him as well, but he couldn't imagine the physical and emotional abuse Hermione had endured…

"Crucio!"

...

No matter how much everyone tried…Hermione hadn't woken up since the last curse Bellatrix put on her…after the escape, Ron had thought Hermione was dead. How could he not? She was white as a ghost, blood everywhere, and she wasn't moving at all…deadly limp in his arms. Could he blame her? Not only had she been beaten and tortured, Bellatrix threatened to slit Hermione's throat with her sharp knife and a chandelier fell on her...glass shards were everywhere...it was a nightmare. A blood filled nightmare. It wasn't until Bill finally ripped Hermione from his arms did he know that she had a chance to stay alive. "Let me go heal her, Ron." Fleur said from next to Bill, who already began rushing Hermione inside.

Ron went to follow him, but he heard Harry screaming from behind him. He turned and saw Dobby with a knife in his chest…oh no…

He saw Luna, the wandmaker, and Griplock around as well…he just didn't know how they survived, but it was clear, Dobby gave up everything for Harry and his friends…

He witnessed Dobby pass and the Wandmaker helped Harry wrap him up in a blanket and Harry finally went up to Ron with tearful eyes. "Lets…let's go check on our girl, yeah?" He said with a heavy voice, with a heavier heart. Ron couldn't even make an emotion as Harry led him inside. "It's been a traumatizing day, I know, but you need to snap out of this." Harry told him as they walked up the steps. "Hermione needs you."

"I love her, Harry." Ron whispered suddenly, stopping in front of the door. "I love her and I couldn't protect her…how pathetic is that?"

"Not pathetic at all. Ron, we did everything we could in a timely manner. The main thing is that she's not dead." Harry told him. "I know you love her, Ron. Trust me, I know. I can feel it and I have felt it for many years. You can't look back anymore. You have to look forward."

"Harry, what if there is nothing to look forward to?" Ron told him with sad eyes. "That curse…that curse destroys the mind. Harry, what if she's unconscious forever? What if she never wakes? What if she doesn't remember anything? What if she doesn't remember…me?"

"Ron, even if that did happen…could you honestly look me in the eyes and tell me you'd let her go?" Harry tested him, knowing the answer. "Of course you wouldn't…you could never give her up. Ron, don't lose hope. Hermione is a hero to us. She's saved our asses loads of times. She's strong and conquers everything. She'll be fine."

…and yet, days later she still hadn't awaken. Harry had to leave with Griplock, but Bill took Ron's place so Harry wouldn't be alone with that awful goblin. Ron couldn't leave Hermione, nor did Harry even ask him to. Ron just wanted to be close to the girl he loved. He almost lost her. They lost Dobby and almost lost Hermione…if it wasn't for Dobby, Hermione would be dead too. Tortured by Bellatrix, given to Greyback, who would've had his way with Hermione any way he wanted…Ron had pure rage in his heart just thinking about it.

"Ron?" Harry's exhausted voice entered with caution. He didn't know if Ron was in a good mental state right now, since Fleur and Luna let him know that Ron had barricade himself in Hermione's room. When he saw no threat, he proceeded in. "Any change?"

"No." Ron growled. "Of course not."

"Ron, don't think that way." Harry told him, sitting at the end of Hermione's bed. "Hermione would smack you for giving up on her."

"I'm not giving up!" He raised his voice. "I haven't sat here without food or a proper bath because I gave up. I haven't lost so many days of sleep because I gave up. I'll never give up on her…just like how she never gave up on me."

"Well I'm not continuing the mission without you or Hermione…so I'm staying until she awakes." Harry patted Hermione's foot. "Trust me, I've discovered I'm lost without you two."

Ron looked up at Harry and blinked. "Bloody hell…you look like hell."

Harry rolled his eyes. "Thanks, mate."

"Sorry." Ron sighed. "Did you find the horcrux?"

"Yes. It's downstairs." Harry explained. "We had no time to destroy it, but it's there. Bill was a lot of help, that he was…but I still missed you guys. It was really difficult doing anything at the last second without Hermione's last second plans."

"I understand." Ron looked back at Hermione. "I just want to hear her voice and see her eyes…"

"You will." Harry told him. "I have a good feeling."