Ron staggered near Harry's bunk, and then stumbled to the post near Hermione's. His face was rather green in the cheeks. Hermione slowly sat up, rubbed her eyes, and blinked. Ron was leaning on the pole. She stood and walked over to him.
"You 'K?"
"I feel sea sick."
"Let's go get some air."
She grabbed his arm and lead him up the ladder. She opened the door to be greeted by a light sea breeze and the smell of sea salt. Ron walked to the railing of the ship while Hermione closed the door lightly behind her so Harry could get some sleep and walked over to comfort Ron, who had just thrown up. She placed an arm on his back as he came back up and splashed water on his face.
"Better?" she asked.
"Yea, a bit."
"Let's go back to bed."
As they turned back to the door, a roar of a major wave pounded in their ears. They flipped around to se a wave over 5000 ft. tall. While Ron stood gaping Hermione turned and grabbed a pillow, grabbed Ron around the waist, and dove off the railing. Ron grasped the pillow. The wave sailed over them and collapsed. They were forced underwater. Hermione looked around, her face a eerie green color from the water. About 5 ft. below her, and getting farther away, Ron's unconscious body was sinking. She dove and grabbed his wrist, forcefully pulling his head out of the water. She heaved his body onto the pillow and rested her head on his chest when suddenly she remembered: Harry!