Sincerely Yours,
Taya J Weasley, The Author

Authors Note: Sorry for the little mix up last chapter people! It's not through yet! Hehe, once again- this is for my lil chiqa Allie! Hehe



It has been nearly 6 hours since Ron had found Hermione in her dorm, wrists cut. It's been 6 hours since he held his best friend's lifeless body in his arms. And it had been 6 hours since he realized how much Hermione had meant in his life. Ron hadn't left when Madame Pomfrey tried the first time, or the second, or the third. He had kept to his word and not left her since he sat down. Even when Dumbledore came in, and tried to coax him out of the hospital wing, he didn't budge. Harry understood that Ron wouldn't leave, so for 3 and a half hours he sat there, just watching Hermione with Ron, each in their own thoughts. Although Ron finally made Harry leave hours earlier,Ron still felt that someone was watching him, and he finally found out that it was his guilt.
Although it was true that Ron and Harry had left Hermione out of their lives for so long, there were many reasons. They had decided between themselves, that it was never a good idea to get her involved with them because of Voldemorts once a year appearences. Also, because Ron couldn't stand to be around her anymore. It wasn't that he hated her, quite the contrary, it was because he loved her, which went hand in hand for keeping her away from danger. Ever since the near beginning of second year he started liking her- but he passed it for a silly crush. But in late third year, he noticed how much he had learned to care for her. He never really thought twice when he tried to protect her from danger, it just settled in as second nature.
This year had been so busy, busy taking all precautions against Voldemorts return with Dumbledore. They had told Dumbledore specifically not to inculde Hemerione in any business dealing with the ministry oor the return of Voldemort. Last year, the first year he was back to power, Hermione was put into a deep coma by one death eater, and that's when Ron said firmly Hermoine was no longer allowed any where near danger- which meant he and Harry.

Now here he sat- holding Hermione's hand, their fingers intertwined. All I wanted to do was protect you, he thought, and now I've killed you. He walked to the window and back- just to watch the first of the sun's rays to hit the crisk morning sky. He walked back, but before he sat down, he noticed something shine around Hermione's neck. He leaned in slowly, and pulled a necklace from around her neck. He slowly turned it around and unhooked it, and found there was a locket in the chape on a heart on the end of it. He opened it as he raised it to his face as he sat down. Inside was a few words, on one side, and Ron's picture on the other.

As long as the stars shine down from the heavens,
As long as the rivers run to the sea-

I'll never get over you, getting over me

Ron held it in his palm, until he finally snapped it shut and just looked at Hermione's face. He picked up her hand once again, and leaned over her, his face mere inches away from her.
"I'm so sorry Hermione... I never meant for this to happen." He stroked her face with his free hand, and smiled, "god knows I've always love you 'Mione, and nothing can change that." His smile slowly faded. "But I think I love you too much, I can't stand you to be near me anymore, I can't have the risk of you getting hurt. I know that I said we'd awlays be best friend, but I thought I was saving your life when I didn't have anything to do with you anymore... But it seems here I am killing you." He sighed softly, "Harry felt the same way too, we can't risk you getting killed or hurt, so we thought it was best... I think we went about it the wrong way. I'll always love you Hermione." He slowly leaned down and kissed her cold lips, then pulled away and brushed her hair back neatly. "I'll always love you, never doubt it."
"Ron," a voice whispered quietly from the door, "it's time to get ready for classes." It was Harry.
"One minute Harry," harry nodded and backed out of the room. "I'll be back Hermione, I promise you." He kissed her hand that he was still holding, and slowly walked away. Before he left, he told Madame Pomfrey to get him the minute that she woke up, which she agreed to. "I'll keep this for myself..." And he placed the locket inside of his robes pocket- right next to Hermione's picture.

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