This is what I think happened after Hermione and Ron got back to Shell Cottage.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter because if I did I would be really rich and I am not so yeah...

Hermione I Need You

Ron's POV

Ron landed on the ground with a thud. He felt the rocks beneath he knees and hear the waves crashing against the shore. He knew he was at the right place.

Ron looked down at the girl who lay sleeping in his arms. Her face was cut all over, and there were bits of glass stuck in her skin. A red line cut across her neck and was still faintly dripping blood. On her arm was the word cut into her skin- Mudblood. Ron hated that word. Hermione was more a witch than any pure blood.

The red head got up from his position and ran to the house, cradling Hermione in his arms. His older brother Bill opened the door and when he saw his brother he took out his wand and advanced.

"What did Auntie Muriel say about Hermione's ankles at my wedding?" Bill questioned.

"That they were far to skinny. Now let me in? Hermione has been tortured!" Ron yelled at Bill

Ron ran inside and up the stairs to where he had stayed when he had left. He pulled down the covers and gently lowered his favorite girl to the bed.

Pulling the covers up over her he took her hand.

Suddenly the girl started thrashing screaming.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh" Hermione let out a blood curdling scream.

"Ron! Roooooooonnnnn!"

Ron started to stroke her hair and whisper to her.

"Shhhh Hermione, it's all right. You're safe. I'm here. It's all right." Ron mumbled to her.

Hermione started to quiet down, but if he stopped stroking her hair she would get restless again. She needed him.

Fleur walked into the room holding some potions.

"Ron veel uo help me scruube Hermione's cuts weeth zis?" She held up Essence of Dittany.

"Sure." Ron took the potion and gently caressed each cut, a the while stroking her hair. Fleur I opened Hermione's mouth and tipped some potion in it and Hermione swallowed in her slumber.

Fleur left the room and Ron waited for his best friend to wake up. Hermione groaned, startling Ron out of his thoughts.

"Mione?" Ron questioned barely whispering.

"Ron?" Her groggy voice made Ron grin from ear to ear. He leaned over and hugged the girl careful to avoid the cuts.

"Hermione! I thought I'd lost you. You were screaming and then the chandelier fell and you wouldn't wake up... I'm so glad you're okay."

Hermione's POV

I am. Right now I'm safe and sound. I am with Ron and not Bellatrix.I know that Ron cares about me, and I know that I care about him. That I love him.

"I'm glad I'm okay too."