Hello all. This is my first Fanfic in a very very long time. It is also my first Harry Potter Fanfic EVER. I am very nervous! I just want people to enjoy it because I know I loved writing it so here we go. By the way this is set in the Deathly Hallows as you will see and I spread some of the original scenes out by adding my own and deleted some original parts so the time frame is not the same nor is the story obviously because this is a Fanfiction. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. If I did, you would not be reading this right now.
He handed her the golden goblet. "I can't do it." Hermione said in her soft voice.
"Yes you can." Ron replied. He fully believed she could do anything.
Hermione stabbed the Horcrux and suddenly water was coming from every way. Ron grabbed her hand and they ran frantically for the door. When they hesitated for a small moment they were hit with a sudden rush of cold water. They panted heavily as they scanned each other from head to toe. Something inside each of them burned. Hermione felt as though her insides were about to burst. Ron just couldn't stop thinking how beautiful she was. Then it happened. They engulfed each other and their lips met. "This must be a dream. Her lips are so soft. God I love her so much." Ron thought. They pulled apart and instantly started giggling.
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Harry came down the stairs, sulking after going through Snape's most precious memories. Ron and Hermione saw him pass and Hermione instantly stood and said, "Where are you going?"
Harry sighed, "The Forbidden Forest."
"What?" She gasped. Ron stood behind her silently. He knew there was no sense in arguing with his best mate.
"I know something about myself and I think you've known it for a while now too." He said in a depressed voice. Hermione instantly began to cry. She couldn't stop the tears from flowing knowing that her best friend had to die. She hugged him instantly like it was the last time. "I need you two to go find everyone else. They need your help. Death Eaters are still attacking and you two could save them all." Harry gave Ron a silent nod as Ron nodded back. With that Hermione and Ron watched their best friend walk towards his death.
Once he was out of sight they ran. They ran fearing their lives and the lives of their friends and families. They had to defend themselves along the way throwing curses left and right. Hermione was thankful Ron was by her side for he saved her life more than once. She adored him.
Surprised they were alive, they came to the Great Hall where curses were nonstop and some lie dead. Hermione cringed at the sight but knew what they had to do. They jumped in the middle of it all and began fighting; fighting for their lives and for the sanctity of their world. In the midst of it all they were separated. Ron was on one side of the Great Hall defending himself against death and Hermione was busy on the other side helping Ginny take down a skinny, pale Death Eater when suddenly she heard a loud, screeching cackle. She stood still and everything seemed as though it was in slow motion, all the people around her, her breathing, everything. Then she saw her. The woman behind the voice. The woman who had tortured her and carved into her arm. Bellatrix Lestrange was standing at the top of the stairs scanning the whole room, screaming her loud scream. Hermione felt like she was going to die. Then the worst thing happened; she made eye contact and Bellatrix smirked her famous smile. Hermione's heart began to race. She could no longer hear anything, no longer feel anything, and she couldn't even move.
But instead of coming straight towards her to kill her like Hermione thought she would, Bellatrix climbed atop a long table and strutted like it was a runway throwing curses out her wand not caring who she hit or what it did to her victim. Hermione watched her all the way down the table until someone was able to pop her out of her trance. A tall ginger headed boy caught her eye. He was covered in blood and as she watched he took down his opponent. Ron turned towards her and they looked into each other's souls never breaking eye contact until Ron's eyes widened. Then Hermione felt a presence behind her.
"Hello Mudblood. How's the arm?" Hermione couldn't move again. "You know I could kill you right now while you stand here like the pathetic Mudblood you are, but what fun would that be?" Bellatrix whispered in Hermione's ear then she climbed back atop the table. She looked over her shoulder and smirked at Hermione. "AVADA KEDAVRA!" Bellatrix pointed her wand across the room and he fell dead.
"NOOOOOOO!" Hermione screamed as Ron collapsed to the floor. She felt a pair of arms wrap around her and drag her out of the Great Hall, restraining her from running towards him.
As she was being drug out against her will, she heard Bellatrix cackle and scream, "Let's go gang. We need to be in the Forbidden Forest." Then puffs of black smoke went up everywhere leaving only the innocent to gather around the injured and dead.
"Let me go! I have to be with him." Hermione cried at the top of her lungs, tears streaming down her face. But the man did not budge. He only tightened his grip. He took her by the shoulders and held her against the wall. For the first time she looked at the person who had taken her from her Ron. She looked straight into his silver eyes. "Get the hell off me, Malfoy!"
"I'm sorry."
"No you're not." She spat. "You're a conniving little git. Now go to the Forbidden Forest where you belong." She attempted to get away but he stopped her.
He brushed her hair out of her face. "I belong here."
"You chose your fate a long time ago Malfoy and now because you're scared you want to switch sides? Well guess what no one wants you on our side. You turned your back on us before we even met and now Ron is dead because of it." She knew her last statement wasn't true but she had to put blame somewhere.
"I never wanted him to die."
She scoffed, tears still flowing down her cheeks. She looked away, his arms still on her shoulders. She couldn't stop crying. She then made the mistake of looking him in the eye. For a moment she actually thought he looked remorseful and fell into his arms and cried. He held her tight only wanting her to feel safe again. She realized what was happening and left immediately, not looking back. He walked the other way, confused. For once he didn't want to be the bad guy. He wanted to be in the Great Hall. He wanted to comfort her while she mourned over the man she loved.
So I know you're thinking that I'm stupid for killing off Ron and that a Harry Potter story can never work without him but the only way I could ever see Hermione being with someone other than Ron was if he was dead and after all this is a Dramione fic so therefore Ron dies. Don't get me wrong I love Ronald Bilius Weasley but for this particular story he had to go. Thanks for reading.