Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summery: Okay, this takes place before my other story, I Stand Alone. It's basically Hermione's feelings involving Harry's death and Ron's decision to become a death eater. It's set just before she dies. To get Ron's POV of Hermione's death, read I Stand Alone. Please, please review as I never seem to get many L. I know I'm not the worlds best fan fiction writer, but I try.
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All For You.
By
Stacey L Kendall
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I've never been able to understand why this happened to us. We were a team after all. Me, you and Harry, known as the three musketeers. Destined to become Auror's and protect the world from the evil within it. We were ready to fight for each other until the end. I thought nothing could have possibly changed that.
No one could have predicted that instead of helping to defect the dark forces, you would become part of the devil that has destroyed so many lives, including your own. You have become part of the gang that killed your best friend and most of the people you held dear. Ron, you have betrayed your family and dishonoured your fathers memory. You are no longer the man I once knew and it breaks my heart to see that.
You are a shadow of your former self. You've killed and destroyed so many lives and I know I'm partly to blame for that because I pushed you away when Harry died. Even today, nearly 7 years after our best friends death, I can still feel you slipping further into the evil that surrounds you.
I remember the night Harry died so clearly. The night that everything changed forever. Voldemort had lurched a new attack on the school and killed most of our classmates in the process. Of course, Harry wanted to go after the Dark Lord and his band of Death Eaters. He blamed himself for all the deaths during the darkest times of the war that never seems to end. Even now the fear of evil and death seems to plague the world at every possible moment.
Nothing could have stopped Harry from going after Voldemort that night. Not even you. I still remember the look on his face. There was so much fear, guilt and sadness in his eyes. I nearly cried, but you were there to comfort me like always. When you pulled away I felt so cold, alone. You looked at me, your blue eyes shining and I knew, I knew that you were leaving me too. You were willing to follow your best friend, even if it meant death. I couldn't have stopped you from going anymore than I could have stopped Harry.
In some ways I lost you both that night. Even though you lived your soul, the very thing that made you Ronald Weasley, caring and true, was gone forever. Why Ron? Why have you become so dark and void of emotion? Was it because I pushed you away? I wanted you to understand, I wanted you to always be there, but I was afraid, afraid of getting too close in case I lost you too.
I wish you were still the same Ronald Weasley. The sixth Weasley child, caring, loving and a little bit jealous. Sometimes I wonder if I could ever make you understand how much you meant to me.
I truly love you, Ron, but I know you're not mine to love anymore because you choice the Dark Mark, not me. You are a Death Eater and I'm an Auror, you fight for evil, death and darkness and I fight for the good, just as I always have done and always will do, not just for Harry but for you and the person you once were.
Summery: Okay, this takes place before my other story, I Stand Alone. It's basically Hermione's feelings involving Harry's death and Ron's decision to become a death eater. It's set just before she dies. To get Ron's POV of Hermione's death, read I Stand Alone. Please, please review as I never seem to get many L. I know I'm not the worlds best fan fiction writer, but I try.
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All For You.
By
Stacey L Kendall
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I've never been able to understand why this happened to us. We were a team after all. Me, you and Harry, known as the three musketeers. Destined to become Auror's and protect the world from the evil within it. We were ready to fight for each other until the end. I thought nothing could have possibly changed that.
No one could have predicted that instead of helping to defect the dark forces, you would become part of the devil that has destroyed so many lives, including your own. You have become part of the gang that killed your best friend and most of the people you held dear. Ron, you have betrayed your family and dishonoured your fathers memory. You are no longer the man I once knew and it breaks my heart to see that.
You are a shadow of your former self. You've killed and destroyed so many lives and I know I'm partly to blame for that because I pushed you away when Harry died. Even today, nearly 7 years after our best friends death, I can still feel you slipping further into the evil that surrounds you.
I remember the night Harry died so clearly. The night that everything changed forever. Voldemort had lurched a new attack on the school and killed most of our classmates in the process. Of course, Harry wanted to go after the Dark Lord and his band of Death Eaters. He blamed himself for all the deaths during the darkest times of the war that never seems to end. Even now the fear of evil and death seems to plague the world at every possible moment.
Nothing could have stopped Harry from going after Voldemort that night. Not even you. I still remember the look on his face. There was so much fear, guilt and sadness in his eyes. I nearly cried, but you were there to comfort me like always. When you pulled away I felt so cold, alone. You looked at me, your blue eyes shining and I knew, I knew that you were leaving me too. You were willing to follow your best friend, even if it meant death. I couldn't have stopped you from going anymore than I could have stopped Harry.
In some ways I lost you both that night. Even though you lived your soul, the very thing that made you Ronald Weasley, caring and true, was gone forever. Why Ron? Why have you become so dark and void of emotion? Was it because I pushed you away? I wanted you to understand, I wanted you to always be there, but I was afraid, afraid of getting too close in case I lost you too.
I wish you were still the same Ronald Weasley. The sixth Weasley child, caring, loving and a little bit jealous. Sometimes I wonder if I could ever make you understand how much you meant to me.
I truly love you, Ron, but I know you're not mine to love anymore because you choice the Dark Mark, not me. You are a Death Eater and I'm an Auror, you fight for evil, death and darkness and I fight for the good, just as I always have done and always will do, not just for Harry but for you and the person you once were.