HermionePOV

What else could I do? I couldn't stay there for another day, let alone for probably forever. I had to get out of there. Those people were insane!

"Well, here we are. Hope you like living here. I know Jacy is very excited to meet you. He won't stop telling his friends that the best friend of Harry Potter is going to be staying with him." (AN: Even though Harry didn't kill Voldemort, they still think of him as a hero, since he was the one that had stopped him earlier.)

I just nodded as she went on about this boy names Jacy, whoever he was. I didn't care that he was a five year old boy that liked to play with his mini broom, or was learning how to read. None of that even phased me something important. i could tell that Ginny was getting frustrated with my not paying attention to her telling me about her sweet angel. I just wanted to get this over with. I mean how long could this last for? A month or two? Just until they "think" that I'm stable right? It had better be. This hell is much worse than the other one.

We pulled up to see a two story house with a lawn and a fence going around the perimeter of it. Like something you would see out of a magazine or a movie. I think I was about to puke over the perfect life scene that I was looking at right now. But it did have something about it that was restful in a way. It might take a while to get use to it, but it was manageable enough. Ginny pulled out my suitcase from the back of the trunk that she was driving. Guess she didn't want to freak me out with the Apparating stuff, since I haven't done it in a while.

We walked up a little stone pathway up to the front of the house. I could see under a tree a kind of marker for something and by it was a little boy and a man standing around it. They were just looking at it. I turned to see Ginny, who had stopped to look over at the man and the boy, had a tear running down her cheek.

"What are they staring at?"

"It's a marker for Harry's grave. He's not in it or anything, but we put i there for remembrance of how brave he was." She added the last part as she saw my face. I looked like I wanted to puke, knowing that Harry's body would be only a couple hundred feet from me the whole time that I was in this Hell.

"Oh." I just kept walking, not bothering to go over to the marker. I won't be setting foot anywhere near that thing for a while.

Ginny reached into her pocket and pulled out a set of keys to the door. She opened the door, and what I saw was amazing. There was a spacious entry-way with a table in the middle of it. Beyond that, I saw a living room that had huge bay window over-looking what seemed to be a lake. It had weeping willows all around the lake, giving shade to a good portion of the shore line. There was a huge green lawn going around the lake that continued all the way to side of the house and then to the front. It was so peaceful. I just wanted to go into the lake, clothes and everything, and just jump into it and forget everything this world has to offer me. Actually, what it use to offer me.

"Did you want to go outside for a little bit, Hermione? You can if you want. I'll go with you so you're not alone." Ginny turned to me and took the bags that I was carrying and she turned down a hall to the back of the house, that I'm guessing, was to be where my room is.

"That would be nice." I continued to stare at the lake. I was snapped back to reality by Ginny.

"Hemione?"

"What?" I asked in a kind of dreamy voice that reminded me of Luna Lovegood.

"I said, do you want to go now? Or do you want to wait until we eat dinner first? Either way is fine with me."

"Oh. We can go after dinner. I just want to go lay down for a little bit before we eat. I'm tired from the ride over here." I rubbed my eyes for a dramatic effect.

"Sure thing. Your room is over here next to Jacy's. I hope you like it. Jacy helped to decorate it." She smiled as she opened the door.

"It's nice. I like it." I turned back to her. "I'll call you if I need anything."

She took that as me meaning for her to leave. "Okay. I'll just be down the hall making dinner. We're having spaghetti with salad."

"Sounds good." Ginny turned to leave and she shut the door behind her.

I walked in and saw it was an average sized room. No complaint there. At least it's my own room that I don't have to share with five other people. The walls were painted a light blue and had picture frames of Ginny and Christian holding Jacy when he was little. The lake was in the back ground. The one next to it was a picture taken in front of Hogwarts. There was a group of people standing around laughing, and had arms linked. I walked closer to the photo and saw that it was my old friends that looked back at me.

Neville's head was turned though. If you followed his eye-line, you could barely make out a toad sitting on the ground behind him. Next was Ginny who had her head resting on Harry's shoulder. Then it was me. I looked so different back then. My eyes were filled with happiness and life. Now when I look at myself in the mirror, they are just empty things. Nothing. No emotion. I kept going down the line of people. My eyes couldn't stop staring at the person who's arm was around my shoulders. It was Ron.

My beloved Ron. The one person that was there for me when everyone else wasn't. I miss him terribly. I still don't believe that he's gone forever. I think that he's away on vacation somewhere and that he's going to come back to me soon. That story kept me from really going insane at St. Mungo's. I felt tears running down my face as I lifted up a shaking hand to touch Ron's face. He just stared back and smiled at me. I took the picture off of it's hook and put it on the bedside table by my bed.

After that, I laid on the bed for a while, just staring up at the ceiling letting my mind drift off to dreamland. It was better than reality at the moment. Or so I thought.

I dreamt that I was standing in front of Hogwarts' front gates. The present me could see the younger me walking out of the castle, going down a path that led into the Forbidden Forest. I followed myself, but kept a safe distance between us. Younger me walked into the forest, but before looking both ways and behind her to make sure no one was following her into the forest. When she went through the trees, I came out from behind the huge boulder that I was hiding behind. I followed the same path that she took and jogged until I could just see her through the trees. She had stopped just before a clearing. I went behind one of the many huge trees that surrounded the clearing in order to get a better view of what was going on.

"I'm here Harry. What did you need?"

Harry walked closer to her. He had this weird gleam in his eyes that I wasn't use too. Well, to rephrase that, I have never seen it before . This was new.

"Harry? What are you doing?"

He just kept getting closer. He had both hands behind his back. What made it creepier was that he had his hood of his cloak up. I could see the fear in my younger self's eyes.

"Harry!"

Harry grabbed her shoulder and then threw me on the ground without a second thought. Her head hit a rock and it started to bleed. I watched in horror, not able to run out there and stop Harry from doing whatever he was going to do. The next thing he did made me what to puke. He reached into one of his pockets and pulled out a long dagger, similar to the one that Bellatrix had. He got closer and then leaned above the younger me and then started stabbing at her chest. I cringed against the screaming that was ear-splitting. Then I started screaming along with her.

I woke up covered in sweat and screaming. I leaned over the side of the bed and then started puking like crazy. I was crying at the same time, trying to catch my breath in between the puking episodes. The door swung open the next minute. Ginny appeared with Christian closely following her.

"What happened? Are you okay?" she asked that and then Christian looked over to the bed and saw the stain of puke.

"Honey, I think Hermione might be sick," he said while pointing to the stain.

"Oh, yeah. Maybe you should carry her to the couch so that way she'll be closer to the bathroom and us in case she needs anything else."

"Sure thing."

Christian picked me up and carried me from my room to the other end of the house to the living room that overlooks the lake. The sun was starting to go down, even though it was still a couple of hours before it actually did set. I laid there for a while trying not to puke again. Christian had gone to clean up the mess I made in the bedroom. He had brought the blanket on my bed to the couch so I wouldn't be so cold. I don't know how long I was asleep, but Ginny came over to wake me up. She said that dinner was ready.

I got off the couch and went over to the table with my blanket still wrapped around my shoulders. We ate in silence, except for the occasional outburst from Jacy about something that he did when was outside or with some of his friends. It got annoying really fast for me, but Christian and Ginny had never-ending patience for him. It's like they could listen to him all day long if they could. I wouldn't put it past them if they did. They loved that little kid to death.

After dinner, everyon went into the living room to watch some TV for a little while. I sat back on the couch and stared mindlessly at the screen not even noticing what's going on.

"Can I talk to you Hermione?" Ginny came over to where I was sitting. "Remember you wanted to go out by the lake after dinner?"

"Oh, yeah. Sure." I took my blanket and followed her out the back door and across the deck that ended and the grass lawn started just before we got to the shore of the lake. Ginny took a seat on the grass and I followed suit. "What did you want to talk about?"

"Umm... Well, I was just wondering why you had screamed is all. Would you mind telling me?"

"Well, it was nothing really. I was at Hogwarts and was following a younger self that was following a path into the Forbidden Forest. She then stopped in this clearing and she was talking to-" I stopped. For some reason I couldn't say his name. I tried again, but it still didn't come out.

"Talking to who?" Ginny was staring at me with such intensity.

"I can't say his name for some reason."

"Can you descibe him?"

I thought about it and got up. Ginny followed without asking any questions. We got to the front of the house and I pointed to the grave marking of Harry's.

"Oh. Harry. Well, what did he do to your younger self?"

"He had pushed her and then got Bellatrix's dagger and then started stabbing her. I tried to stop him but I couldn't do anything. Then I woke up and started screaming and puke."

"Well, Luna was telling me that people with your condition, they have nightmares that are so real taht they do weird things. It's normal. Don't worry about it."

"Okay."

We went back to the back of the house and sat back down where we were. I wanted to lay there forever and not move and not think about anything ever again. We did do that for a couple of hours but then I said that I was still tired and we went back into the house. Christian asked if we had a good time out there. I just nodded. He was satisfied with that response because he went back to watching the TV.

Walking down the hall, I began to think about why I couldn't say Harry's name. I figured that I wouldn't be able to say Ron's name since he was my boyfriend and all. I opened the door to my room and walked in and laid down on the bed and just thought about it. After a couple of hours I came to a conclusion. If someone loved someone, and then that someone died, the other someone would not be able to say his name. So, if that were true, I must have not loved Ron Weasley, but loved Harry Potter.

AN: In case you guys are wonder, Ginny married a muggle that she had met after she left Hogwarts in her seventh year. :) Also, will be last update for a month! :(