Well, if you haven't finished the Deathly Hallows, I wouldn't read this, contains many spoilers, I've been waiting to write this all week, cos I was on holiday, and yay, it's finally here!

Belongs to the amazing JK Rowling of course, but ideads are all mine :D

"Don't lie to me, you filthy mudblood! Now where did you get it?" Came the screaming voice of Bellatrix Lestrange.

"I'm not lyi- ARGHHHHHHH" Hermione convulsed in pain as the evil death eater shot a Crucio curse at her.

"HERMIONE! HERMIONE!" She could hear Ron from below, screaming for her, and then she could hear no more, as everything went dark, then suddenly images of her childhood flashed up in front of her. Was this it? Was this dying?

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First year, she saw herself, like she was a ghost watching over, she walked into Harry and Ron's compartment, the moment she fell in love.

Ron, talking about her, upsetting her, she storms past, running to the bathroom, where later he will apear and save her from the troll.

Ron, on a Horse, playing chess, letting himself fall, saving her and Harry, She had so desperately wanted to go to him, but she knew she must not.

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Second year, Ron cursed Malfoy, with a broken wand, but it was for her, and it made her feel special, but then he started spewing up slugs, and that just panicked her.

She watched as she turned around the corner, first checking with a mirror, knowing that at that moment, her last thought was of Ron.

She watched as the first thing she thought of, when she awoke, was Ron, she ran to Harry, and hugged him, she went to hug Ron, but shook his hand instead, going ever so slightly red.

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Third year, she grabbed his arm, slid down and grabbed his hand, accidental of course, they looked at eachother and swiftly let go.

She watched as he was dragged away, through that stupid tree, she wanted to run, and run, and run, to grab him, and hold him, and kiss him, and never ever let go.

She got him back, he was safe, but still she stayed, helped him to his feet, made him better.

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Fourth year, He asked her to the dance...damn, how she wished she had never agreed with Krum, she watched her past go red and stand up, leaving, knowing she was hating herself.

She watched, as she followed Ron's eyes out the side of her own, he was following her every move, he watched angrily, and she knew that at this moment, she was regretting going with Victor.

The argument on the stairs, her telling him that he should ask her first...and now he'd never get another chance.

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Suddenly a scream of "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" came from somewhere, it was Ron's voice, she wanted to help him, but she slipped back into unconciousness.

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Fifth year, she watched herself and Ron walking up the corridor after a DA meeting, Harry was not with them, Ron stopped, she swerved around as he grabbed her arm, she knew what she had wanted to happen, but he let go and ran, her running after him.

The many arguments over Krum revolved around her, bits and pieces reaching her ears, she closed her eyes getting dizzy, opening them, she saw Ron, he was asking her how she knew Harry was good at kissing, she saw herself answering him, and then they laughed.

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Sixth year, she asked him to the party, it made him happy, but then it went wrong, even as a ghost of an image, a single tear splashed down her face.

She walked into the common room, Ron was sat on the sofa, all over Lavender Brown, Hermione screamed at him, willing him to stop, even though she knew he couldn't see her. She was crying now, it was as if something had slit her throat, in fact it felt like it.

She then saw herself sitting beside a hospital bed, Ron lying in it, just been poisoned, he said her name.

Dumbledore's funeral, he hugged her, not like now, this was like being thrown around.

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Mad-eye, he was dead, Ron put an arm around her past's shoulders, something was falling on her, she was squashed beneath something, wanting to get ut, but at the same time wanting to lay here and die.

He asked her to dance, she got up and did so, the weight lifted off and away.

He ran away, he got angry and fled, she saw herself run after him, calling his name, to no avail, he was gone, she felt as though she was being squeezed out of existence, was this it, was this death?

He returned, but this time, she wasn't there, she was just watching Harry and Ron, Harry opened the locket, the thing came out, taunted Ron, and as she saw this image of herself kiss Harry, willing it to be a dream, she closed her eyes tightly, wanting death to take her, but then, she must tell Ron, he was wrong, she must tell him that it had always been him.

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Hermione's eyes fluttered open, "Ron?" she tried to sit up, but he shook his head, and pushed her down again, "Ron, it's never been Harry, it's always been you!"

"Hermione, shush, come on lets take you inside, put you down somewhere." he muttered, a cold puff of smoke coming from his mouth as he spoke.

"No, Ron, you've got to understand...I lo-" he put a finger to her lips, and then flung away at the next crack, of Harry, Griphook and Dobby arriving, Ron picked Hermione up and carried her inside, knowing that Harry was safe.

Hermione hadn't died as she had thought, it had reminded her of what she had lived for, what she had to live for, she had her family to survive for, she had Ron.

And, so, as he picked her up and carried her inside she kissed his cheek in a thank you, and watched as his face turned red, she put her arms up around his neck, and fiddled lightly with his hair, now making his ears go red.

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