Ron/Hermione, then Fred/Hermione. Ron dies in the battle, but Fred survives. Songfic. Please Review
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, he is J.K. Rowling's. The song is Near To You by A Fine Frenzy.
A flash of bright green light hit Ron's body. Time slowed, and he was falling, falling. Hermione ran to his side, kneeling at his body, shaking him. Screaming. Her ears rang, the world around her faded away. She was numb. Two strong arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her away. A death curse missed her by a narrow inch, but she noticed nothing. She struggled against Fred's unyielding grasp.
"No Hermione! You can't get yourself killed too, I won't let you!" Fred yelled, tears streaming down his handsome face.
Such pain as this
Shouldn't have to be experienced
I'm still reeling from the loss,
Still a little bit delirious
Hermione was curled up on the sofa in her new flat, an unmoving photograph clasped to her chest. Ron was giving the camera a very suspicious look, though the corners of his mouth turned up, and Harry and she were laughing heartily at him. Her cheeks were dry-she had passed the point of tears long ago. Instead, her face wore a distant look. Fred appeared in the doorway and recognized it, feeling a familiar stab of pain.
Looking up, Hermione gave a tentative, if somewhat forced smile.
Near to you, I am healing
But it's taking so long
'Cause though he's gone
And you are wonderful
It's hard to move on
Yet, I'm better near to you.
She stood to greet him, and pulled him into a crushing embrace.
Fred held her to himself, desperately. She clung to him, but he knew that she was not his. Not yet.
You and I have something different
And I'm enjoying it cautiously
I'm battle scarred, I am working oh so hard
To get back to who I used to be
The battle was over, Voldemort defeated, yet his legacy cast a cold, dark shadow over the survivors. Hermione lost love, freshly realized. Months in mourning dulled the pain. Slowly but surely, with the help of Fred, she was going back to who she used to be.
He's disappearing
Fading subtly
I'm so close to being yours
Won't you stay with me?
Please.
Fred had spent years admiring from a distance. His feelings for her had grown over time into love, deep and lasting. To him, Hermione and Ron's mutual infatuation had been obvious. Fred had crossed his fair share of lines in his life, but this was one he would not. Ron was his brother first, and rival second.
Ron's death hit the family (Harry and Hermione included) hard. Life, however, was not especially considerate. It went on. was promoted, and received a substantial raise. The Twins' business continued expanding and flourishing. Ginny and Harry were training rigorously to become Aurors. Hermione had an apprenticeship at Hogwarts. Though she was offered a teaching position in Defense Against the Dark Arts, she felt herself inadequately experienced as a teacher, and agreed to take the position only after a full term of apprenticeship. Yes, life went on. Ron was forever in their hearts, but they knew he would not want them to mourn forever.
Near to you, I am healing
But it's taking so long
'Cause though he's gone
And you are wonderful
It's hard to move on
Hermione breathed in his scent. He made her feel safe. Had she loved Ron? Who could tell. But, she knew that this, this was real.
Yet, I'm better near to you.
Author's Note: This is my first stab at Songfic, and my second at Harry Potter fanfiction. I had fun writing this, but also some trouble. Feedback, positive or negative would be greatly appreciated