Hey Guys so this is my Amateur attempt at Romione fanfic, I haven't really seen a new post war fic in a long time so I've decided to write one. I can't possibly compare myself to the likes of Aloemilk or Holly who have given us some of the very best fics out there.
Special thanks to who read this fic and gave her thoughts on it.Disclaimer:- Anyrecognisable characters belong to J.k Rowling who owns Harry Potter.
This fic is written for fun purpose only no copyright infringement is intended.
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Summer of '98
Chapter 1- Reborn
The smell of death and grime engulfed the ancient castle of Hogwarts as the battle raged on under the cover of night.
"Potter's duelling you-know-who" Ron Weasley heard someone shout, 'damn' he muttered under his breath as he sprinted towards the great hall but he stopped short just around the corner of the statue of Barnaby the destroyer as he saw two tall figures running straight towards him,
For a few moments the castle felt eerily quiet, even though Ron was aware of the noises coming from the great hall, he was engulfed in the strange silence the same kind of silence that he knew came just moments before 'shit hits the fan' his hand instinctively flew to his pocket but Wormtail's wand was missing, "Bollocks" he cursed.
"Scabiour, look who we got here" a gruff voice said, a voice that had haunted Ron's dreams since he left Malfoy manor with an unconscious Hermione in his arms, the voice that belonged to Fenrir Greyback,
"Oh lookie there we have the ginge' Blood traitor" Scabiour the snatcher said in a childish mocking voice, fuckin' bellend,
"Do you think I should turn him ?, It might be fun to see the ginger mutt howling for that mudblood whore" Greyback said with a cruel laugh,
"you don't talk about her that way" Ron said silently clenching his fist, Bugger he really had to do something if he wanted to get out of this alive,
"Did you say something boy ?" Greyback asked,
"Let's find the mudblood maybe we'll see how dirty her bl-" Scabiour snarled but didn't finish the sentence as the air got knocked out of his lungs, Ron had lunged forward and tackled the Snatcher to the ground knocking him out but soon enough Ron was hurled away from scabiour's unconscious form by a swift kick on the back of his head,
He came face to face with the grimy face of Fenrir Greyback, Ron groaned as his air got cut off by Fenrir's large paws his nails digging deep in his neck, "Im going to make you my mutt, pretty boy" Greback said licking his lips, as his mouth descended towards Ron's throat,
Ron jerked and heaved for air as he saw what was about to happen, he flapped his hand around Scabiour's waist grasping for what he thought was his wand Ron held the handle of the small silver dagger and jabbed it into Greyback's neck, the werewolf howled in pain as the dagger went right through severing his jugular and pouring of blood on Ron's face, Greyback let go of Ron's neck and slashed his sharp nails into Ron's guts,
"Gaaahhh" Ron cried out and with all his strength turned Greyback on his back, grabbing the dagger that was still lodged into Greyback's throat- Ron slashed the neck of the beast, killing him.
The loss of blood through his gut started to have an effect on him as everything began to fade into darkness 'not yet' muttered Ron through his gritted teeth as he took the bloodied dagger out of Greyback's neck as the blood gurgled, Ron stabbed Scabiour in the chest lodging the small dagger deep into the snatcher's heart,
Getting back up to his feet Ron screamed like a deranged St.Mungos patient kicking the knife lodged in Scabiour's chest, he made his way back to the great hall stumbling in a haze as he waved his hand blindly for the support of the walls of the ancient castle,
Ron reached the great hall which was full of cheers of the various witches and Wizards gathered around 'We won' he thought with a pained but happy grin, it was the last thought he had before his body crumbled to the floor with a resounding thud which was drowned by the happy cheers of the wizarding world.
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The plain white room that he was in was boring in his opinion, was he dead ? Bloody hell, he really hope not. He had just found out how it felt to kiss Hermione and he sure as hell was not going to give it up so soon, but did he really want her to be with someone like him 'A killer', it was hard killing someone – taking everything they were, everything they will ever be, but Ron knew he deep down he would do it again if it meant saving his loved ones,
He felt someone tap his shoulder he jumped and turned around to see a figure standing in a black cloak, "Wake up Ronnie boy" the figure wheezed out punching Ron in the face knocking him out cold once again,
Ron's eyes fluttered open, and the first thing he saw was the luminous glow of Hermione's face which was surrounded by the halo of bushy brown hair, the only light source in the room were the various candles around the Hospital wing,
"Hermione?"
"Oh thank Merlin you're awake" Hermione said clasping his hand tightly into her own,
He shifted in his bed, seemingly trying to shake off the grogginess. "Where's Harry ? And the family they're alright aren't they" he asked, he knew his family wasn't alright, they had lost Fred tonight the memory of his lifeless body invaded Ron's mind making his eyes sting, he closed his eyes trying to regain some sort of composure, "They're alright Ron, Harry and Ginny are in the Gryffindor tower, everyone's resting- it's going to be a long day tomorrow"
Ron nodded his head unable to form words for a moment, "What time is it anyway?"
"Late," she said softly. "I should go... I should let you get back to sleep-"
He saw her tears, even in the darkness, he lifted his trembling hand to her face, his thumb fanning her cheekbone to wipe away a stray tear.
"I'm all right now, love," he whispered. God, how good those words sounded, now that they were finally said out loud. "I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere..."
The tears gushed even more at the statement, and soon he slid up to sitting position, pulling her to him and resting his chin atop her head. It was a while before her sobs subsided, before the only sound left was their joint breathing.
"'Fraid you're stuck with me for the long haul, Miss Granger," he said. "An out-of-control werewolf isn't enough to put me out of commission"
Hermione crinkled her eyebrows giving him a confused look, "What do you mean Werewolf Ron, we have to tell Madam pomfrey, let me call her"
"Hey Calm down love, it was just Greyback he wasn't transformed or anything and-and he's not going to hurt anyone anymore" he said squeezing her hand reassuringly,
"That was you, did you-" Hermione started but before she could finish Ron blurted out "Yeah- Yeah, I killed him, killed them both Mione" he added,
"You did what you had to Ron" Hermione said softly,
"They just came at me Hermione a-and they- they were saying all these things about you and I just sort off lost it you know"
"shhh- it's okay" Hermione said as she settled on the soft hospital bed besides him pulling him closer "they were evil men Ron, you did the right thing" she said,
"I will do it again you know if it meant saving you or Harry, what kind of Man does that Make me Hermione"
"you're a good man Ron the best that I know and what you're feeling right now makes you a whole lot better than any of those death eaters" she whispered softly in his ears,
She looked down on his hand again, brushing her fingers down his palm before he closed his hand over hers and laced their fingers.
"I was so scared," she said. "I saw you lying there all pale and still, and I just..."
"I know, love... I know..."
"Madam Pomfrey kept telling us how much blood you'd lost...It was horrible"
He pulled her even closer to him, his hand smoothing her hair over and over in a comforting rhythm.
"I'm so sorry for putting you through that," he said, kissing the top of her head. "But I'm here now. All in one piece. It's over, Hermione...Harry he did it, it's over..."
She gently pushed herself off him to look in his face again, kissing his hand as his fingers brushed across her jaw line.
"Ron please don't ever scare me like that again, you've already done it four times now" she said in a stern voice but her voice quivered at the end telling Ron just how scared she was,
"I can't promise something like that Hermione, you know there's still too much to do" he whispered quietly, "But I can promise you this Hermione, I will always come back. I-uh I know I botched things up pretty bad du-during Christmas, but I will always come back to you no matter what happens" he finished, breathing deeply as Hermione nuzzled into his neck,
"Mmm and I will always be waiting for you Ron" she whispered into his neck her warm breath tickling his neck,
"We don't have to wait around anymore, if we don't want to that is" Ron said,
"Hmm I like the sound of that, no more waiting but first we have things to sort out, Ron" she said and he knew what she meant 'Fred, her parents and the many other funerals they had to attend' so he just nodded caressing her back,
"But we don't have to wait to love each other anymore, we've put it off for quite long don't ya think" Ron mumbled,
"Yes-but we are here now" she replied her hand gently caressing his chest,
There was silence again after those words, but it was not an uneasy silence. It was a stillness that needed no words, no pretense. He didn't know how much time had passed between them--perhaps it had been an hour, or perhaps a mere fraction of a second--he felt, rather than heard, his own sharp intake of breath as Hermione placed her lips on his chest, and when she raised her eyes to look in his again, he recognized the desire behind those chocolate brown eyes the same desire that was burning through his heart.
He placed his hand on her face bringing his lips down to hers in a warm kiss, it wasn't the hurried snog they had in Room of requirements in front of Harry, this kiss was full of promises of things yet to come. They stayed like that for a few moments exploring these uncharted territories before slipping into a deep peaceful sleep for the first time this year.
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