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Hermione twisted around just in time to see Harry thrown like a rag doll violently against the wall of the grimy cottage in Godric's hollow. He didn't get up, he didn't even open his eyes, Hermione panicked she didn't have time to think for long before the huge scaly snake lunged for Harry again, "CONFRINGO" she screamed reaching for Harry's hand She turned on the spot and felt the familiar claustrophobic feeling of being squeezed down a small pipe, the feeling of being here and there, before her feet hit the ground heavily outside the small glowing tent scattering dead leaves. She didn't want to open her eyes she was so afraid he was dead.

"Don't be stupid" she scowled he's come through a lot worse, she pushed the thought out of her mind and opened her eyes. To her relief Harry was breathing but he was a long way from being okay, deep scarlet was matted in his wild black hair, cracked skull, she could heal that, remembering being taught by Madam Pomfry after Harry's run in with a bludger last year during Quidditch that left him with a cracked skull and unconscious for 3 days, no she wasn't worried most about that she was worried about the two holes in Harry's arm each the size of a pin head 2 cm's apart from each other, a bite mark from Nagine and she knew that disgusting snake of Voldemort's was poisonous. Her breath caught in her throat what was she supposed to do she had no antidote she didn't know what the poison was. She started to panic, "no Hermione keep calm" she thought panicking would not help Harry's situation "work something out!" she told herself.

"Herm-Hermione" Hermione nearly jumped out of her skin at the sound of Harry's voice she was afraid at how weak he sounded

"Harry, oh Harry don't worry I'll help you please just hold on". She felt around for her bag and found it lying at the trunk of a tree she reached inside for the dittany. He stirred on the ground in pain as Hermione surveyed the rest of his body and applied essence of dittany to the two great lacerations on his chest he cried out in pain "I know it hurts Harry" she choked through her tears "but I have to" his eyes fluttered open "don't cry Hermione" he whispered and reached for her hand before he closed his eyes and fell into unconsciousness once more.

Hermione had managed to get Harry inside the tent and resting in the small bunk. She was surprised by her own strength for a while before deciding now would be the right time to apply some protective enchantments around their tent. After she felt they were safe enough she sat by the river. Dawn was slowly breaking over the forest of Dean spreading rays of warm glowing morning sunlight cascading through the trees and making the river water twinkle in the sun. It would have been a beautiful sight if Hermione had been paying attention but she sat on the river bed with her knees curled up figuring out how to save her best friends life. She wished Ron was here she wished he had never left, that he had never said those nasty things; she wished Harry hadn't shouted at him, maybe then she would have had help, she wouldn't have felt so alone and scared. She had left Harry to long she had to check on him, make sure he was still alive.

His condition seemed to be no worse but he was still hot with fever, Hermione had been lucky enough to pack the ingredients for fever reducing potion and managed to get Harry to take it, it reduced his fever but did nothing to help the snake bite on his arm slowly spreading poison through his veins. It was clear he was having hallucinations, he kept murmuring to himself a side effect of the fever and poison most likely, she didn't want to think what it must be making him dream. He was also slipping in and out of conciseness, sometimes just long enough to glance at her, sometimes long enough to mutter incoherent words to her, she held his hand the whole time she was by his side afraid that if she let go he would give up, "please keep fighting Harry, don't go to sleep" she would whisper to him when he was conscious "I'm right here" he would nod then drift back to unconsciousness.

Hermione heard the loud crack outside the tent signalling apparition, she had been applying a damp cloth to cool Harry when she heard it, Ron stumbled inside looking bewildered and tired his fiery ginger hair was matted and he had dark circles under his eyes "Ron!" a wave of relief washed over her this made her realize how tired she really was since the adrenaline she was counting on to stay awake abandoned her "Hermione I'm so sorry I left I- I wanted to come back sooner honest but I had to hide from snatchers I was- where's Harry I've got to apologise for what I said I was a right git I know-" he looked up he saw the expression on her face "Hermione where's Harry?" he asked her slowly he knew something was wrong.

"Ron he was attacked in Godric's hollow" it sounded horrible for Hermione to hear like she had seen the attack all over again by just saying that word 'attacked' and her tiredness made the situation sound ten times worse.

"Bloody hell! Where is he? What happened? Is he okay? Tell me he's still alive Hermione" it was a bombardment of questions for a tired mind "Ron!" she shouted she understood his concern but she just wanted him to shut up! "He's alive but he's ill, very ill he was bitten by Nagine" Hermione spent another hour explaining the situation to Ron and how Nagine was poisonous.

"Let me see him" Ron demanded, Hermione lead Ron into the little room and watched as Ron took in the sight of his best friend pale and covered in blood, Hermione felt like she was seeing Harry's injury's for the first time as well, how he looked so white against the scarlet blood the dark circles under his eyes and the small red lines wrapped around his arm from the poison circulating his veins inching closer and closer to his heart every minute, she knew she couldn't do anything and she saw Ron come to that conclusion as well it was heart breaking to watch it was a while before anyone spoke, Ron was first to break the uneasy silence "so what are you going to do?" he asked, for some reason that made Hermione angry, what does he mean what will I do I was the one who spent the whole morning hoping he would come back so he could do something, how dare he pin this all on me, he doesn't know what It was like to sit here and watch someone she loved slowly die knowing she couldn't do a thing to help him except make it more comfortable for him to do so with useless fever reducing potions and damp cloths, Ron realized what he said was wrong as Hermione stormed out of the room in tears,

"I'm sorry Hermione I didn't mean to say it like that I just meant what will we do, we can't let him die we need him not just for hunting those bloody horcruxes but because we've known him for 7 years he's our best friend our lives wouldn't be the same without Harry"

"you think I don't already know that Ronald, you think I was going to let him die on purpose, I know that we can't do anything here in this tiny tent with nothing but fever reducing potion we have to take him somewhere, to someone who can help him I don't want him to die either, why did you have to leave Ron" she couldn't stop, her emotions ran away with her " if you didn't leave this wouldn't of happened we wouldn't of gone to Godric's hollow so sudden we would have had time to plan with you but you weren't there, you weren't there to see it happen Ron you just weren't THERE!" stop! she told herself She had messed up, she had blamed it all on Ron it wasn't Ron's fault it was her fault she shouldn't have let Harry convince her into going it was the one place she knew to avoid but even she knew they would have to go eventually she just wanted time to think about it but he was so god damn persuasive when he wanted to be. Ron swept her up in his arms while she let the tears she had been holding back flow like a damn bursting "don't panic Hermione we need you without you he would be dead already please, I'm sorry I left you I shouldn't have but it was the horcruxe speaking not me please believe that". She understood everything he said and all the hatred she had felt for him abandoned her and was replaced by comfort and love, she buried herself in his arms wanting to stay there forever wanting to forget what had happened, for a moment wanting to forget Harry, that scared her, she pulled away from Ron's arms "can we please talk about what we're going to do we're wasting time the poison obviously doesn't act fast but it will still kill him" Ron understood the urgency and reached for her fever reducing potion sitting on the table "first of all we better check on Harry and reduce his fever, you rest Hermione you look tired (good observation Ronald she thought to herself) I'll watch him tonight".

The tent was freezing, even the flame Hermione made that danced playfully in the jar couldn't warm Ron up he felt almost jealous at this point that Harry had a fever and couldn't feel the cold, it was reducing from 102 to 98 but it was still dangerously high, Ron wasn't sure of the time but he knew It was late he felt he had had his time to feel guilty and now he needed to start thinking of ways to help Harry, he stared down in disbelief at the small veins of red streaking Harry's arm indicating where the poison had declared war on his blood. During his time watching over him Harry had woken twice both times he had glanced at Ron and gave the slightest smile before falling into unconsciousness again, Ron knew he recognized him and was glad he was back. Other times he would just talk to himself, there were times Ron thought he was talking to him and his heart swelled with relief and hope but soon realized it was only the hallucinations Hermione told him about it punctured his heart and it hurt to know that Harry was suffering. Ron knew he was on thin ice and every time Harry's fever rose he was afraid it would melt that ice and he would fall and be gone forever. Ron knew this mission would be dangerous and he always thought if Harry died (God forbid he did) it would be heroic, like while destroying a horcruxe or fighting Voldemort himself, not lying in bed defeated by a snake, muttering insanely to himself. He turned his attention to Hermione she was beautiful even in sleep the way her mousey brown hair flowed behind her, her chest rising and falling slowly she was deep in sleep and Ron was thankful of this he didn't know how long she had been awake. Harry stirred, Ron pulled his eyes away from Hermione and gripped Harry's hand tighter "Harry can you hear me?" he asked cautiously, he nodded slowly he opened his eyes, Ron almost laughed with relief "Ron?" He asked although barely audible Ron knew he was coming round.

"Hermione wake up!"

"What hmmm what's wrong?"

"Harry's awake" Hermione's eyes snapped open and she bolted upright almost head butting Ron in the process "when?" she asked

"just now" Ron answered, Hermione swung to face Harry, Ron was right he was indeed awake but still extremely groggy, He managed a small smile in Hermione's direction "Harry oh thank god how are you feeling"

"Like someone's thrown me against a brick wall" Hermione giggled

"At least you haven't lost your sense of humour mate" said Ron

"Do you remember anything from the other night" Hermione asked. Harry had to think he remembered a large slimy towering object and remembered the hard cold impact of the brick wall but didn't remember how it seemed to happen one moment there was Bathilda Bagshot the next a huge snake he flinched there was a strange sensation in his left arm it felt like pins and needles were pricking him his eyes widened at the sight of his arm it was streaked with red "what! Hermione my arm" it drained his energy just to talk and he had to lie down as the room spun.

"Oh Harry you were bitten by Nagine" her voice was heavy with concern she obviously didn't know how he was going to take it.

"But Hermione Nagine is piousness" He looked at Ron who now looked completely bewildered at what was happening. Harry lay in the small cramped bed staring up at the top bunk he was going to die he knew it he didn't want to say it but he knew Hermione and Ron knew it to, he wasn't awake for long before he felt like his whole body was on fire he yelled in pain, Hermione screamed "Ron!" but Ron just looked like a hedgehog caught in the headlights, why wouldn't they help him! The pain was building it was blinding "help me!" he yelled he felt like he was slipping away almost like floating "SHELL COTTAGE!" someone yelled Then the familiar feeling of being pulled before he blacked out.

Hermione hit the ground with such force it winded her where the hell were they? "HARRY" she called out, he was in Ron's arms pale and in pain "Ron what's happening to him?" she was wet and cold in the chilly air on what looked like a beach "the poison has reached hid heart, we have to get him inside!"

"Ron where are we?" she could feel panic rising in her again it was happening Harry was dying the ice had melted.

"Shell cottage it's where Bill and Flur live, please help me get him inside"

It didn't take them long to get the attention of Bill he rushed down the beach towards them, this was all too much for her she was going to faint, "stay here Hermione Harry needs you now most of all" she begged herself to stay. Harry was still thrashing around in Ron's arms when Bill reached them "what happened to him!"

"he was poisoned last night" Ron cried, Hermione had never seen Ron cry he was her rock the one who kept her calm now no one was there to console her, to tell her not to panic, no one was there to tell her everything was going to be alright because everything was not alright. She kneeled on the beach in a panicked daze until someone picked her up and lead her into the house "No" she protested "Harry-where-he's" she stopped she couldn't continue her words in normal sentences "shhhh Hermione it's Bill Harry's been taken inside by Flur and Ron you're at shell cottage just take deep breaths"

The voice was comforting and Hermione slowly calmed down and did as the voice said "that's better"

"Where's harry is he okay? Is he alive" the silence went on to long for Hermione's liking, her question wasn't answered, she wasn't told everything would be alright "Hermione" the voice was concerned, Worried no longer comforting she realized he wasn't okay he was gone, Harry was dead no longer in their lives, her stomach lurched and she vomited all over the white carpeted floor.

Ron carried Harry up the stairs with huge difficulty since he was squirming in pain and he was very hot to touch but he pushed on up the stairs Flur close behind to make sure Ron didn't fall down the stairs. They reached Bill's room and Lay Harry on the huge King bed. He was totally out of his mind now screaming in pain and muttering with hallucination, Ron knew it was too late to save him, he stepped back it was all his fault just like Hermione said, he had left her on her own to deal he hadn't been there to help her plan he hadn't been there to help with Harry. He punched the wall he hadn't thought of shell cottage sooner, why? Why hadn't he thought of bringing him to shell cottage he Knew Bill could help Harry, he would have a better chance than he did now, he continued to punch the wall punishing himself for not thinking straight till his fist bleed "no Ron stop!" yelled Flur

"Your bleeding go into zee bathroom and clean yourself up"

"No I'm not leaving" How could she think he cared about a bleeding hand when his best friend was dying! "I'm staying with him"

"Ron we can't give 'im antidote iz too late the poison is to strong it will just fight it off" Ron already knew this "it's my entire fault"

"Ron I don't think you 'ave time to be guilty now 'arry needs you" she was right "I'll leave"

"Where's Hermione" he asked

"She fainted not long after you brought Harry inside, Bill has her now" Ron was glad Hermione didn't have to witness this, Flur left him in peace. Harry's eyes flickered open "Harry can you hear me?" he nodded

"Goodbye mate" tears flowed down Ron's face "don't cry Ron" Harry whispered squeezing Ron's hand Harry closed his eyes and fell into an irreversible, fever free, hallucination free sleep.

Ron didn't want to leave the room he didn't feel like he could stand, he couldn't stand. He closed his eyes he didn't want to open them and look at Harry; he didn't want to leave and have to tell Hermione he just didn't know what to do anymore.

It took a while for Hermione to stop sobbing enough to make sense out of her, Ron had been in the room to long, why hadn't he rushed out of the room saying Harry was alright, Why didn't he wake her up from this bad dream "Hermione please I know it's terrible but you've got to calm down or you're going to collapse again just breath" Hermione realized she had been holding her breath and let go releasing a fresh wave of sobbing, Bill just held her until she stopped again, he knew what to do he had dealt with this once before with Flur after Cedric died "why isn't Ron here?" it was a stupid question to ask but she didn't care "Ron's umm, well he's with Harry " she felt like she was going to be sick again she had lost Harry she didn't want to believe that she would never see him again, the door opened Startling Her it was Ron "Ron" he left without saying a word she got up to follow but Bill held her down "just leave him for a while".

There will be more chapters about how they continue life wtihout him involving them also having to tell Lupin and the Weasly family remember to review and let me know what you think if you would like :)