This is the 5th in my Awake Songfic Series. It is titled February Song, using Josh Groban's song. The song is his, and characters belong to J K Rowling, not myself.
Enjoy.
Where has that old friend gone
Lost in a February song
Lying in the hospital bed, pale and drawn, Ron Weasley fit perfectly with the winter weather outside. His wife of seven years was latched onto his hand tightly, where she had been keeping a vigil for almost a solid week and a half
Tell him it won't be long
Till he opens his eyes, opens his eyes
It seemed like forever that Ron was lost in a sea of unconsciousness. Ever since he lost his second oldest brother, Charlie, about two years ago, Ron had been slowly ceasing to exist. He had almost altogether stopped eating, barely spoke to anyone, and ghosted through life.
Where is that simple day
Before colors broke into shades
Simple days… That was before he knew the real horrors that had been waiting for the trio of young Gryffindors. It was Ron, Hermione, and Harry. Harry- dead for seven years. Ron- what would become of him? Hermione wasn't ready to be left alone.
And how did I ever fade
Into this life, into this life
They had a set of twins and had taken in Colin Creevy's three sons after his death. Five children. Hermione needed Ron. Not only for help, but because he was a part of her.
And I never want to let you down
Forgive me if I slip away
Ron drifted, not close to the surface of anything. His thoughts strayed as he lie there, never stirring. Hermione, he couldn't let her down.
When all that I've known is lost and found
All in his life was lost. Almost… He has his mother, his sister, his wife, and five adoring children. He found something. He didn't know if he could hold.
I promise you I, I'll come back to you one day
One day, Hermione and Ron both knew that somehow they would all be together again. The happy family everyone once was. Charlie found Harry again, he had to have. He couldn't have died for nothing.
Morning is waking up
And sometimes it's more than just enough
No one ever knew what morning would bring. For Hermione, it could be life without Ron. For Molly, it could be burying another son. For Ginny, it may mean having another brother gone. For Neville Longbottom, it could be loosing yet another friend. Just knowing how much Ron meant to them was enough for them to keep hoping.
When all that you need to love
Is in front of your eyes
It's in front of your eyes
Hermione loved her husband with all of her heart. It hurt her that with both Harry and Charlie gone, Ron had seemed unable to notice the love right in front of him. He let himself waste to nothing. He was still alive, though.
And I never want to let you down
All Ron ever wanted was to make Hermione happy. It was all he wanted ever since he was eleven. He would be twenty three. In twelve years, Hermione was the one who he strived for.
Forgive me if I slip away
He couldn't find her. It was dark. He wasn't able to grab hold, not matter where he flailed.
Sometimes it's hard to find the ground
Cause I keep on falling as I try to get away
From this crazy world
He wasn't landing anywhere. Hermione was there, somewhere. He knew it. A big part of him wanted to just let go. Just find Harry, find Charlie, Fred, George, his father; everyone.
And I never want to let you down
Forgive me if I slip away
He was trying! He was! Where was everyone? Anyone? He just needed a push in the right direction. He just needed a push up and out.
When all that I've known is lost and found
He loved her, for Merlin's sake!
I promise you I, I'll come back to you one day
Ron would never go back on his word. Especially not to Hermione. He learned that the hard way… one very painful hex.
Where has that old friend gone
Lost in a February song
Hermione loosened her grip in Ron's hand. Cutting off the circulation wasn't going to bring him back. Hope faded little pieces at a time.
Tell him it won't be long
For days she hoped that any moment he would wake. Poppy told her not to get her hopes too high; the unhealthy state Ron was in didn't look too well. Still, she had faith.
Till he opens his eyes
All he had to do was open his eyes. Hermione knew he could. Ron fought hard before, he could now.
Sighing, Hermione moved to get up. She quickly looked down though, out of habit and foolish believing, in case he moved.
Opens his eyes
She gasped.
"Hermione…" It was a whisper, and a faint one at that, but a whisper.
Ron was alive.
