Picking Ron up in my arms, tears running faster then my legs as I pushed my way out of the room, running faster then my feet could allow. Every one stared at me, there mouths opened when they realised I was carrying an unconscious Ron in my arms. His weight wasn't getting to me, I was running on stolen adrenaline as I pushed my way through the crowds and to the hospital wing.
"Potter, what happened?" The matrons panicked voice ushered me to a cubicle, where I lay Ron down and watched as she started to look at him.
"He took an over dose." Was all I could say, what else could I say. She stared at me shocked and horrified, and I wondered what would happen to Ron if he made it through it.
"Do you know how much he took?" She asked as she magically opened his mouth, a light coming from no where peering into his throat where a see through tube lay.
"He said a lot, there was none left, please tell me he will be okay," I pleaded as I stared at his pale, unconscious form laying vulnerable on the bed.
"Wait over there Harry, I'll see what I can do, how long ago did he take them?"
"I don't know," I sighed, "About an hour." She made a disapproving sound which made my heart ache. Ron was going to die. "Please, save him." I started to cry, unstoppable tears fell from my clouded eyes as I felt some ones arms slip around me. At first I wished it to be Ron, the picture of him lying in the white hospital bed vanished and he was holding on to me tightly, but my eyes blinked and reality struck me as Hermione started to speak.
"I was hoping it wasn't true, every one is talking about it, I came when I head. Oh Harry!" She was crying too, and I pulled myself together, once again I had to be the hero, I wrapped my own arms around her and she held on tighter, I knew Ron had a special place in her heart, as she did in his, and it made me even more sad knowing that Ron had friends and family that are broken because of what he had done. I even thought about Draco, then anger hit me and I wanted him to be in the hospital bed, my fists clenched at my sides.
"Harry, what happened?" Hermione asked softly.
"He overdosed." I answered numbly, allowing her to pull me away from his cubicle to a chair, I sat down next to her and she took my hand, squeezing it tightly.
"Do you k now why?" She asked as she held my hand tightly, her thumb rubbing over the back of my hand soothingly.
"He was saying how he deserved it, because he hurt me." I broke down at my words, unable to finish what I was saying she pulled me into a tight embrace as the doors swung open.
"Harry what happened?" Molly Weasley's voice broke my heart, her tear stained face added more punctures to my defeated soul.
"He overdosed." I was getting tired, sick and hated saying what Ron had done. Mrs Weasley stopped dead in her thoughts. Her Ron had tried to kill himself, after what happened with the twins and Percy, Mrs Weasley pulled me close to her she cried hard as she stared at her broken son on the bed.
"Ah! Mrs Weasley," Poppy's voice came rushing over, "Would you like to come with me?" Mrs Weasley pulled my arm following her, and I grabbed Hermione's hand and she followed us both into the matrons office.
"Please tell me he'll be okay," Mrs Weasley cried.
"He'll be fine," I sighed in relief at the matrons words. Our Ron was going to be okay. "However, he has caused severe damage to his insides. He has taken a large amount of sleeping pills, Harry do you know how he could have gotten his hands on them?"
"Er, Seamus he had some on his night stand..." Ron must have taken them.
"Right, well he will be asleep for the rest of the day and most likely the rest of the night." Poppy said sadly. "Dumbledore will want to speak to you Harry, Mrs Weasley you are welcome to stay with your son."
"No I can't," Mrs Weasley cried. "How could he do it? After everything..." She was cut of by her own tears, and rushed out of the school matron running after her.
"He'll be okay Harry," Hermione smiled squeezing my hand.
"Will he?" I asked numbly. "He tried to kill himself, you don't just fail and wake up and everything is okay." I was still crying and I couldn't stop. "What if he tries again? What if he doesn't fail next time?"
"We wont let him, we'll be there for him." Hermione said though her eyes were glassed with tears. "Do you want me to leave you alone so you can sit with him?" I nodded mechanically and walked over to Ron's cubicle, Hermione walking out of the hospital, to tell every one that Ron will be okay.
I couldn't believe that the boy lying down in the white bed next to me was the boy that I loved, his ginger hair seemed so plain against the deadly sheets, his red faced cheeks now pale and blended to the ghostly colour of the hospital, the life washed out of him. I sat down next to him on the chair, my fingers laced his.
"Ron, I don't know if you can hear me, but if you can I want you to know that everything is going to be okay." I squeezed his hand tighter, hoping to some how wake him up, to reassure me that he will be okay. "What ever happens, I want you to know that I'll always be here Ron. I love you, forever and always remember?"
"Harry..." His voice was weak but that whisper was like listening to angels sing. "I'm so sorry."
"Ron, its okay." I said and couldn't help but sob in my voice. "You need to rest now."
"Don't leave me," He whispered defeated.
"I'll never leave you Ron." I said quietly, and watched as he went back to sleep.
I fell asleep awkwardly in the chair, my neck drooping over my body like a weeping willow, my hand still firmly attached to Ron's.
The morning light hit me hard, my eyes opened wearily. Ron was in the same position he was the night before, but he now had an IV like thing attached to his arm. I moved a little feeling the cramps in my body as the matron came in a small smile on her face.
"He's doing much better." She smiled at me, "I put the IV in his arm, I don't believe in doing magic on students with out their consent unless they are either unconscious or in desperate need," She said smiling again. "I've spoken to Dumbledore, and McGonagall, they've agreed that it will be best if he goes up until after the holidays."
"What, no, I'm not leaving him." I said a little loudly, receiving a stern look from the matron as Ron stirred in his sleep.
"Who said anything about you leaving him?" She said, this time smiling brightly, "You will be going with him, McGonagall knows about the two of you and doesn't think it good to separate you, especially with Ron in such wars." She said sounded blue. "Ah! Mr Weasley, how are you feeling?" I turned my head quickly ignoring the cramp I felt and stared at a pale looking Ron.
"Tired," He sounded out of it, his voice hard and shaky.
"That is to be expected," The matron replied sternly, "You gave us all a scare." She said and Ron looked guilty, he wasn't meant to be here to feel guilt. "I'll leave you two alone, I'll be back in a few minutes to sort out your neck," She looked at me and smiled and I smiled back gratefully and turned my attention back to Ron.
"How are you feeling Ron?" I asked softly, and he sighed though he looked as though he was too weak to do that.
"I'm okay, tired. But I'll live." He mumbled.
"Do you want to?" I said a little harshly, he looked up at me and then turned away.
"Yeah, I do." He said looking into my eyes and squeezing my hand weakly. "I'm sorry for what I put you through Harry. The whole thing with Draco, it was stupid and shouldn't have happened. I was scared that's the only reason I went too him." He sounded so lost which scared me too death.
"Why were you scared Ron?" I asked softly, sitting on the edge of the bed, feeling the need to be closer to him.
"Of losing you, I lost the twins and Percy and that was too hard, I thought if I pushed you away, it wouldn't hurt so much." I felt tears slide down my face at what he was saying, those small fragile words broke my heart. "I'm sorry."
"Its okay Ron." I smiled. "Your not going to loose me. I'll be yours forever."
"Promise." He said a small smile on his lips.
"I promise Ron." I smiled and kissed his lips softly.
"I really am sorry for.. well you know. I didn't mean to, I mean. I didn't want to die."
"I know." I said, and I did know. Ron was a fighter, he was just lost.
"What's going to happen now?" He asked, moving over slightly gesturing me to sit next to him.
"We're going back to your house till after the holidays," I said, wondering what his reaction would be, he was silent for a while but then smiled.
"You mean your coming too?" He asked and I nodded. "Good. I wouldn't go with out you."
"I wouldn't let you go with out me," I smiled and he laughed.
"We're okay though?" He asked weakly.
"We'll be okay." I said reassuringly, causing another smile from the boy next to me.
"What about Draco?" He mumbled.
"What about him, do you still want him?"
"No, I want you, only you." He said quickly and I smiled.
"Good because you got me."
A/N... I don't know what to do next with this fic.. but I think I might end it here because it sort of explains everything and ties everything with a pretty little ribbon I think. But hey if you have any suggestions or anything.. I can work with them.
THANKS FOR ADDING TO FAVES AND ALERT.. BUT CAN YOU PLEASE REVIEW.. AS IT MAKES ME SMILE :D
