Not my first Fic but the first one I've ever published! Set during the summer before the hunt! Reviews are appreciated! Enjoy :D

*Disclaimer* My name is not JK Rowling so I do not own Harry Potter!

I Ron Weasley was cleaning my room. Wow I never thought I'd say that! The fact was that my best friend (who I've been in love with since fourth year) was coming over today and I wanted to make a good impression on her, especially since we weren't going to get Harry from his aunt and uncle's house for a couple more days. I never really get any alone time with Hermione so I wanted to make this count!

As soon as I heard the loud crack I ran down the stairs, almost knocking Ginny over in the process. As soon as I spotted her I took her in my arms and hugged her tight. It wasn't until half way in our hug that I realized she was crying.

"What's wrong 'mione?"

"Nothing i-i-I'm fine" She said between sobs. I held her close running my hand through her hair as she calmed down.

"Come on, let's go upstairs" I said once she had stopped crying. She nodded silently, so I took her bag in one hand and but the other around her shoulders as we went into the house. Ginny ran over to us as soon as she spotted Hermione and hugged her tightly which caused me to take my hands away from her shoulders. When she looked up, she saw Hermione's puffy red eyes and said,

"Hermione what happened?"

"Nothing I'm fine." Ginny gave her a look, but said nothing and went to the kitchen. I started heading up the stairs towards my room and Hermione followed me.

As soon as we got to my room Hermione sat down on the edge of my bed and started crying again. I sat down next to her and hugged, rubbing her back slowly.

"Hey come on don't cry"

"I-i-I'm sorry Ron. Its just that that-" Hermione let out another sob and buried her head into my chest.

"Shhhh everything is going to be okay!" Hermione sat up and looked at me, pulling out of my embrace, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"How do you know?" she said a bit angrily looking at me. I opened my mouth to say speak but I didn't know what to say.

"See..you don't know..nobody knows anything anymore! Nobody knows if Harry is ever going to defeat You-know-who! Nobody knows if we're going to survive the next year hell nobody even knows if we're going to survive until tomorrow! And it's killing me because I always know everything! But this time...this time I just don't know Ron." She said the last part softly, just barley a whisper and she looked down at her hands in her lap. She had stopped crying now but her eyes were still red.

"And now my parents-" she trailed off.

"What about your parents Hermione?" She gazed out the window where two garden gnomes were running around.

"I put a spell on them."

"Hermione you did what!" I looked at her in shock.

"I-I wanted to keep them safe so…so I put a spell on them and now they're going to move to Australia and they won't be Mr. and Mrs. Granger anymore and they..they don't have a daughter" Hermione started crying for the third time that day so again I hugged her tightly.

"I just hope I'll survive the war so I can go reverse the spell" She mumbled into my chest.

"Hermione. Hermione look at me." I said pulling her away from me still keeping my hands on her shoulders. "I am never ever going to let anything happen to you? Do you hear me? Ever! Not during the war and not after either. I'll always be here to protect you. You are so brave for having done what you did. I know that when you go back and reverse the spell they are going to be so proud of you!" Hermione smiled at me, tears still in her eyes, and hugging me once again.

"Ron! Hermione!" Mrs. Weasley called from below, "Dinner's ready!"