Avenging The Past: Chapter 10

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It was Deja vu for him. It felt like he was living in one of his nightmares. He always woke up though, this time though, he knew that he would not wake up. Hermione had fallen to the cold hard cellar floor, and was sobbing Rose's name.

"MY BABY. MY BABY. NOOOOOOOO," she sobbed so hard it was echoing off the brick walls. Ron ran to the gate and shook the rusting bars with his hands, hoping magically that he could break them. A scream was then heard overhead.

This sent Hermione into hysterics, "GET YOUR HANDS OFF HER YOU FILTHY BASTARDS. DON'T LET THEM TOUCH HER RON, PLEASE DO SOMETHING."

It pained him so much to see Hermione act this way, and he wished he could do as she requested. His eyes became blurry with his tears from watching Hermione, and hearing Rose scream.

"ROSIE!, ROSIE!," he yelled. This was exactly like last time except he wasn't screaming Hermione's name.

Another scream was heard. Her screams were getting worse, and Ron had no idea what they were doing to her but he had a sense it was the same thing they had done to Hermione.

Ron sank onto his knees beside Hermione and placed a hand on her back that was shaking with sobs. He rubbed in slow soothing circles hoping it would add some comfort, but in all truth he knew nothing could make this better.

"Ron they have Rose and they are hurting her," said Hermione in a strangely quiet, quivering voice. She pulled herself up a bit and laid her head in his lap.

"I'm so sorry my love, I'm so sorry," he said in a broken voice and running his hands through her matted hair. "I'm sorry," he whispered again brushing her cheek as her eyes closed in physical pain. When another scream was let out, she shuddered hard and began to sob again and mutter Rose's name.

Ron could not hold back his sobs either as he closed his eyes and pictured Rose's beautiful little face, and just imagined her screams of terror and pain were the screams of delight when he tickled her.

Flashback

Six days. It had been six days since he was blessed with his beautiful daughter. Hermione had gotten out of the hospital two days ago, but was still resting in bed. Ron had taken it upon himself to take care of baby Rose (except for feeding) while Hermione rested. He was amazed at how strong Hermione had been when she was giving birth because he knew she was in a lot of pain.

He was currently resting a little himself, as he laid on the couch with Rose sleeping on his chest peacefully. It still didn't seem real to him that he had a daughter. Of course he had nine months for it to set in but it never did. He didn't know what he did to deserve Hermione, and now this beautiful baby.

He ran his hand softly up and down her back enjoying the ability he had to feel her heartbeat and breathing. She then let out a little whine, and clenched her fist around some of his shirt. He ran his hand up to her head and gently stroked the top of it. Her little feet then began to kick lightly against his stomach. He smiled loving the feeling, and pulling her up to his head a bit more so he could cuddle her more securely.

Her small blue eyes were now open, and she took in the room around her. Her eyes then settled on her daddy and she cooed happily.

"Hey ya Rosie. Did you have a good nap sweetheart? Cause I know daddy did," he said softly. She just giggled and drooled a bit on his shirt.

He laughed, and oh so gently tickled her ribs. This made her collapse in another fit of baby giggles, and kick her feet again against his stomach.

"Should we go see mummy? Does Rosie want to see mummy?" Ron asked as he shifted her carefully in his arms and sat up from the couch. He felt her snuggle her face into his neck and sigh comfortably, her little eyes still examining the world around her.

He took to the stairs carefully because he was carrying a very special package. He reached the first door on the left and looked in to find Hermione reading a baby book.

"Can we come in?" joked Ron, standing in the doorway with Rose.

"Oh is little Rosie coming to visit mummy?" she asked in her baby voice beaming as she watched her husband carrying Rose into the room.

"Yeah she is awake now and was probably getting bored of me," he said lying down on the bed beside Hermione, and placing Rose between them on the comforter.

Rose squirmed happily and smiled her toothless grin up at her mummy and daddy. Hermione lent down and took Rose's hand in hers and moved them around a bit making Rose laugh even more. Ron watched his girls proudly before leaning down and blowing a little raspberry on her small soft cheek.

"Oh what did daddy do?" cooed Hermione at Rose as her giggles filled the room. That was when Ron decided that was his favourite noise in the entire world; the sound of his baby squealing in laughter.

End of Flashback

Steps were heard coming down the stairs to the cellar, and Hermione sat up immediately from his lap. He pulled her close to him, because there was no way that they were taking her as well. There was a clatter as the gate was unlocked and someone walked in.

"Let our girl go," spat Ron harshly. They could not see the face of the person, and that worried Ron.

When he moved into the light they noticed it was one of the snatchers that were guarding the dungeon. The snatcher moved towards them and Ron pulled Hermione even closer. It was then that the features of his face began to contort. He watched as the snatcher became shorter, his hair got shorter as well and became jet black. The scruff on his face disappeared, and what gave it away completely was when the oddly familiar lightning scar appeared on his forehead.

"HARRY!?"

There it is. I apologize for it taking so long but summatives are all do this week and next week and exams are coming up so I have basically no time to write. The next chapter will probably not be up until after next weekend unless I find time which I doubt but I will try;). Thanks for reading.

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