The Attack

Hermione lay in bed which was conveniently located in Ginny's room, she tossed and turned. She could not fall asleep. Hermione stared at the ceiling. She was worried about what was going to become of her, Ron, and especially Harry. She knew he wasn't going to come to Hogwarts no one would. With the war going on there was no way to tell what was going to happen.

Everyday Voldermort would gather more followers and each day there were more attacks on everyone who was not considered worthy of Voldermort. She wanted to go with Harry on his journey, but he wouldn't let her. Harry told her this was his battle and not anyone else's. He was most likely feeling this way because he believed and kept saying the death of Professor Dumbledore was his fault.

Hermione looked over at Ginny; she cuddled her pillow while mumbling something in her sleep. She couldn't take it anymore she grabbed her bathrobe and put her slippers on. Quietly she opened the door and headed downstairs.

Ron stared out his window unable to sleep as well. He looked around the room it was silent. He missed Fred and George's constant snoring. He needed his best mate with him and that took courage to say. Of course Hermione was there, but she wasn't the same as Harry. He had been talking to him by floo, but that was it. Ron would ask him where he was Harry would always leave. He never told Hermione about this, he vowed to Harry that she would not get hurt or involved. He has kept that promise for the past year. He would never forget the last words Harry had told him. "Take good care of her Ron, promise me you'll take care of Hermione; she needs a new hero now." Ron kept repeating those words in his head. CLANG! Ron grabbed his wand and headed downstairs quickly. CLANG! There was the noise again he headed to the kitchen.

"Bloody hell, where is it," Hermione said picking up the mess she had made.

Ron stood there at the doorway and smiled. It was just Hermione "his" Hermione. He knelt against the doorway. Hermione had really gotten a figure since he last saw her. Her hips had finally gotten her shape and her chest as well. She had become a voluptuous woman. He grew to love her, but for the past three years he hid his feelings. This would be the perfect time for him. He always assumed that it was Harry's fault. They just seemed to close to be just friends.

"So what are you looking for?" Ron asked her.

"The coffee grounds," Hermione said looking through the cabinets.

"Second cabinet to your right," Ron said pointing.

"Thanks, do you want some," Hermione said boiling the water, on the Muggle stove that Mr. Weasley had insisted on bringing home.

"Yeah," Ron said heading toward the table.

Hermione brought him the coffee in a mug and sat beside him. She took a sip from her own mug and sighed.

"So what are you doing up so early?" Hermione asked.

"I could ask you the same thing" Ron answered.

"I couldn't sleep; I'm just worried" Hermione said.

"What are you worried about?" Ron asked blowing the coffee.

"You know what I'm sleepy are you sleepy? I'm just going to go off to bed," Hermione said very quickly.

Hermione headed up the stairs rapidly, but quietly. Ron was left alone in the kitchen with an empty mug. He wondered why Hermione had left. He decided to ask her in the morning.

Later...

"Hermione, Hermione wake up," Ginny said shaking the bed. Hermione arose from the bed.

"My mum and dad are looking for you," Ginny said.

Hermione fixed herself quickly and headed downstairs. She saw Ron was sitting on the couch with his parents in front of him. She hoped she wasn't in any trouble she had just got here three days ago.

"Hermione good morning, will you please take a seat," The plump woman also known as Mrs. Weasley said in her merry voice. Hermione sat next to Ron and the couch made a squeaky sound at her placement.

"Well the Ministry of Magic is asking for help and we volunteered, so were asking you two to take care of Ginny and well because of the war you need to keep an eye on the house," Mr. Weasley told the two.

"Sure Mr. and Mrs. Weasley," Hermione said.

"We've set up some charms so no one could get in and we left some food," Mrs. Weasley added. "We also have left the fireplaces of friends you can contact if you need any help."

The married couple smiled and left. The two of them walked to the kitchen where Ginny was eating some cereal. Ron smiled and looked at her before sitting down.

"Ginny mum and dad are gone and you know what that means we are the boss of you," Ron said grinning while placing both his folded hands on his chin.

"What! That is so not fair!" Ginny yelled.

"Ginny ignore Ronald, don't worry they'll be back soon," Hermione said giving Ron a disapproving look.

"They better be I'm not taking orders from a dung head like Ron," Ginny smiled and Ron gave a sarcastic laugh.

The day went by very slowly actually. Usually they would be outside having fun but with the high alert charms set up it was difficult to step outside without one of the sneakoscopes setting off. So the three wizard teens were cooped in the house without anything to do. All that was there was to watch Ginny, it was their responsibility.

"This is very fun" Ginny said as she threw a card on the table where they were playing Exploding Snap. Hermione detected the note of sarcasm in her voice but she didn't think Ron noticed at all.

"Look Ginny you are going to need to drop your attitude. You used to be better than this," Hermione lectured.

"Look I'm not telling you how to run your life so leave me alone," Ginny said calmly looking at her nails.

"No" Hermione said throwing her cards on the floor which all seemed to explode once they hit the table.

"Look you're not my mother you might be in charge of me, but that doesn't give you the right to tell me what to do," Ginny said getting up from the couch.

"No Ginny that's exactly what it means," Hermione said walking up to her.

"Ladies c'mon stop fighting," Ron said putting a card down where Ginny had left off.

"STAY OUT OF IT!" Ginny and Hermione yelled in unison.

"Hermione, I don't hate you, I don't even consider you my friend your just a girl that hangs around my brother and boyfriend," Ginny said.

"Ex-Boyfriend," Hermione said correcting Ginny.

"No boyfriend, you're just trying to keep him to yourself!" Ginny yelled.

"I'm not, and if you hadn't hooked up with Harry just a few months ago, both Ron and I would have been helping Harry. No, he wants us to sit around and watch you, and you are being so ungrateful right now!" Hermione shouted

"Shut up Granger!" Ginny yelled.

Ginny got out of the living room and headed to her room she locked the door and stayed there for the rest of the night. Ron looked at Hermione he had never seen her act this way. Of course she was on Hermione's side because well Ginny was acting like a bitch. Ron didn't speak to her for a while because if he knew one thing about Hermione it was that you let her calm down on her own.

Ginny was in her room she cuddled her pillow and sat in the corner of the room crying. She knew Harry wasn't her boyfriend, but she loved him. She knew if she locked Hermione and Harry in a room alone in a matter of time they would be kissing. She knew Harry loved Hermione that's all he ever talked about when she was with him. She knew Hermione loved him too she would always turn red when he put her arm around her or whispered something in her ear.

Ginny usually thought it was just because they were really good friends, but they weren't, there was always something more that neither would admit. There was even that one time where Harry had called her Hermione while walking down the black lake. Harry wasn't for Ginny. Harry was for Hermione.

It was midnight and Ron and Hermione were patrolling the house. Hermione and Ron noticed that she was clutching her wand. He also noticed that she was still mad on what happened in the afternoon by the way she stomped with each step she took. Ron began to wonder what had set both of them so mad, the fight wasn't even that big. He decided to walk up to her.

"Hermione hey," Ron said feeling foolish.

"Hello Ron," Hermione said.

"Can I ask you something?" Ron asked.

"Sure, what about?" Hermione asked.

"Why did you run when I asked you what was wrong last night?" Ron asked.

"Ron you know why. It's because of the war, and the murders, and Harry not being here and if you don't mind I don't feel comfortable talking about this," Hermione said in a firm tone.

Ron stopped in his tracks. He amused himself everything Hermione said didn't make sense to him. He noticed she was in the kitchen and ran after her. He sighed; the moonlight showed her beautiful pale skin and her chocolate eyes.

"You're beautiful" Ron sighed.

"Excuse me?" Hermione asked.

"Oops did I say that out loud?" Ron said turning red.

"You did," Hermione said looking down trying to hide her flush of embarrassment.

Hermione knew Ron loved her for as long as she could remember. She could never really pick up the courage to ask him about it. She was always involved with Harry and his dangerous tasks. She fell in love with Harry but she never actually admitted to Ron or Harry. She kept it a secret. Hermione knew this wasn't the time to start a relationship with the war going on and all.

"Hermione I never told you this but I love you," Ron said. There it was he said it he broke the ice.

"Ron I'm sorry but it can't start now…not until after the war," Hermione said.

"Who said we're going to be alive after the war? Don't you get it we're going to die all of us. That's why I want to be with you before it's over," Ron said going up to hug her.

Hermione pushed Ron off of her. How could he say such a thing even if it is true?

"Ron, we can't and you know it. Plus how can you say we're all going to die? Harry will defeat him." Hermione said turning her back on him.

Ron ignored her he grabbed her by the waist and started sucking her neck leaving a mark. Hermione pushed him off again but he kept coming after her like a mad man. Ron pushed her against the wall making the items on the shelf shake.

CLANG!

A window broke in the living room startling Ron. He broke apart from Hermione and clutched his wand. Hermione grabbed her wand as well and headed to the living room. Two men in a black cloak with a skull masks on were there. They were holding onto a wand of their own.

"Hermione go wake Ginny and leave," Ron yelled.

As Hermione headed upstairs Ginny was already dressed and coming downstairs. Before Hermione could say anything Ginny headed to the living room and hexed a death eater coming in behind Ron.

"Ginny what are you doing Disapparateaway!" Ron exclaimed.

"I don't know how," Ginny said hexing another death eater.

"Then run!" Ron yelled, stupefying a death eater coming at Hermione from the side.

"Ron she can help us," Hermione said hexing three death eaters coming after her.

The more they fought the more death eaters showed up and attacked the house. They made Hermione bleed on her cheek. One of the death eaters gave Ginny a black eye. Another death eater hexed Ron on the back. The death eaters grabbed them on the collar of their shirt and through them against the wall. They tied them up with some sort of wizard handcuffs that felt like fire burning against their skin.

"Where is Potter?" One of the death eaters screamed.

"We don't know," Hermione said scolding at them.

"Fine if you won't tell us then we'll just send you through torture," The third death eater screamed.

"Now what shall we put you against?" The second death eater asked.

"How bout we send Potter's little girlfriend to a little volcano?" A death eater said.

Ginny was frightened she closed her eyes and waited for her demise. To her surprise they didn't grab her they grabbed Hermione instead. They dragged her and surrounded her.

"I'll do it; it will be my pleasure" Draco said appearing from the crowd.

"The mudblood is all yours," A death eater said.

Draco cast a spell on Hermione. She disappeared out of their sight.

"No!" Ron yelled. "You fucking bastard," Ron screamed spitting out blood.

He wanted to cry he wanted to break things he wanted to hit someone, his Hermione was gone. He never even got to kiss her.

"Don't worry Weasel;" using his pet name for him, "she is perfectly fine. Oh wait 3 2 1 oh now she isn't, she's dead," Draco said smiling. Ron closed his eyes and cried. Ginny kept staring at the spot where she disappeared.

Meanwhile...

"Where am I?"

Author's note: I had decided to re-write this story because I'm trying to fix it and hopefully finish before this year is over.