Till Death Do Us Part

Hi you guys! I know the last chapter was confusing and I'm sorry about that. I wrote it at one in the morning, so I guess I wasn't thinking straight or something. Every writer can have an off day. This next chapter's going to make up for it though! I promise!

RON'S POV:

Panic seared through my entire body as I stared helplessly at the empty bed before me. Where could she possibly have gone? She couldn't have just gotten up, she had to have been taken away. My heart pounded as the inevitable entered my mind. What if they lost her again and they took her away….for good.

I ran out into the hallway, scanning it for Lavender. My heart thudding, I looked in every room in an attempt to find her. The slightest wave of relief washed over me as I saw her walk out of some double doors with a surgical mask.

"Lavender!" Her eyes widened when she saw me. "Lavender, where's Hermione?" I asked as calmly as I could when I finally reached her.

When she didn't immediately answer, I asked her again, but this time in the tone only a protective husband would have. "Where. Is. My. Wife."

She took a deep breath. "Ron it was a scheduled surgery, and you never told us to cancel it, you just ran off to do God knows what. We had to wheel her off to surgery immediately." I lost a bit of my sanity at her words.

"Can I talk to her?" I asked quietly.

She looked at me as if I had just asked her what colour the grass was. "Ron, she-she's in surgery right now, but we're just finishing up the last of the stitches. It was a quick and easy procedure, so she wasn't in any pain."

I shook my head and brought my hands up to my head, tears threatening to fall. "Lavender, I never told Hermione that she would never walk again." She reached a comforting hand out but I backed away as if she had burned me. I gave a loud sniffle. "How do you think she's going to feel when she wakes up without a leg? She figured her spine wasn't hurt, that she was going to walk like normal. How's she going to react when she wakes up with one leg, and I tell her that she'll never walk again?" The tears were flowing freely now. My heart was broken. Broken is an understatement. My heart was severed. My heart ached painfully at the thought of Hermione waking up with one leg, not knowing that she would never walk again.

I walked away from Lavender, and walked to Hermione's nurse. "D'you think I could get a few blankets?" I asked sweetly. She smiled warmly and gave me 3 fluffy, blue blankets.

The only thing I could do was wait for Hermione to get back. It was absolute torture sitting there in silence. The suspense was killing me. How was she going to react? She was definitely going to be really upset and scared. But she was going to be so pissed at me that she wouldn't want my comfort.

After what felt like hours of thinking, Hermione was wheeled into the room by the friendly nurse who supplied the blankets. She looked to be half awake and extremely groggy. The nurse wheeled her over next to the bed and picked her up gently, as if she were a delicate piece of furniture. Time stopped as Hermione was picked up out of the stretcher.

I looked at where her left leg used to be. I had mentally prepared myself to see at least her knee left, but there was so much more missing. About 9 inches below her waist was where her leg ended. It was so surreal seeing her like this. I felt a few tears fall from my eyes. The nurse tucked Hermione in and put these little sensors on her chest. The beeping machine came back to life and the gentle beeps of Hermione's heart. I had to look away as the nurse shoved a needle in her arm. I think it was called an IV? I'm not sure. The nurse gave me a sympathetic look and walked out of the room, shutting the door behind her.

I took Hermione's hand and she looked at me with her sad chocolate eyes. "This doesn't change anything." I put my lips to her hand in a gentle kiss. "You are so strong and so beautiful." She smiled a bit at my words. "I am so proud of you."

She shivered a bit as a breeze entered the room. I remembered the blankets now pooled at the foot of her bed. I gently threw them over her and watched her disappear under them. I heard her murmur something that sounded like "Thank you, Ronald."

"Of course, sweetheart." I offered her a small smile. I watched her close her eyes for a bit.

I thought she was asleep when she whispered something that tore my heart to shreds. "Don't leave me. Please." She opened her eyes and I noticed they were filled with tears.

"I could never leave you. Hermione I love you so much. This doesn't change anything, especially my feelings for you." She furrowed her brow in confusion and removed the blankets from her where her left leg used to be. The face that once held confusion was replaced by fear and hurt.

"Ron, what happened to my leg?" She asked, her voice cracking through unshed tears. I couldn't bring myself to tell her. This was too much. She asked again.

"Why is my leg gone?" I shook my head. "Why, Ron?"

I took a deep breath. "Hermione, I'm so sorry." She furrowed her brow once again in confusion. I took another deep breath before continuing. "The night that you were shot, the doctor told me that the bullet caused life changing injuries in your spine. Apparently your spine determines whether you'll be able to move or not." I paused trying to regain my composure. Hermione was crying softly now. "He said that you would never walk again." She put her hands up to face and shook her head, a small sob escaping her lips. "Your leg was carrying some kind of infection that would end up hurting you in the future." I was having an internal struggle with the decision to tell her that Harry had signed her leg away or not. I decided not to. "They had to cut it off immediately."

She was sobbing freely now. She sniffled and put a hand to her head, her eyes red and puffy with tears. "H-How could you not tell me all this?" She asked with a voice of complete heartbreak.

"I never found the right time." She shook her head and wiped her eyes.

"You had so much time to tell me. All of those times you and I were alone. Why didn't you tell me? I needed to know this!" I started to cry a little. I've never felt so guilty in my life.

"I didn't want to scare you. You've been through so much- I didn't want to make you more afraid than you already were."

"Well waking up without a leg and not knowing all of this is so much worse than if I had already known." She took a deep, shaky breath. "Ron, please don't leave me for this."

My heart shattered with those seven words. Seven words that held so much hurt, so much pain. "For better or worse." She looked up at me in surprise. I took her small hand in mine. "In sickness and in health. Till death do us part." I paused for a moment and looked into her chocolate brown eyes. "Those weren't just empty words, Hermione."

Aww he's so sweet I want a Ron