The Dark Side Of…

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"Yes, you're my mate, love. " Bill pulled away from Hermione and looked her sternly in the eyes. "Why 'Mione?, why do you want to die? Do I not make you happy?"

She shook her head, he frowned. "It has nothing to do with you, Bill. It has nothing to do with anyone...living," Tears started up again. "I'm so lost, I miss my brother, I miss Ron and I miss Fred, so bad. It kills me. I miss my parents. I'm so alone, Bill."

" You think we don't miss them too? We all miss them, but they wouldn't want us suffer in their absence. They would want us to move on, to thrive and be happy. And you are NOT alone."

"I don't know how to be happy, Bill."

"I'll help you. But first you need to allow yourself to feel, there is so much love around you. You just don't see it."

She looked at him with Tears streaming down her eyes. "Do they know?"

He nodded, "Yes, they do, love."

"Are they angry?"

"Not as angry as I am." He caressed her cheek with his thumb. "I'll be keeping a closer eye on you."

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Hermione didn't return to The Burrow instead she took a room in Shell Cottage. She looked around the room a bed and a chair by the window with two dressers. The sheets were white and the walls were a light blue. "You can sleep with me if you want?"

She shook her head, "I may be your mate, but I'm not ready to share a bed with you, thanks though."

Bill nodded, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into a hug. "Please, Don't leave me." He said burying his nose in her neck, caressing her skin with his lips.

A few days later, after Hermione was settled in Ginny and George paid her a visit. They sat on the beach in the sand on a warm day. George kept hugging her as well as Ginny. "Guys you can let go of me."

"No, you damn near slipped through our fingers."

"Merlin Hermione, we miss them too. Hell I lost my twin, and I didn't try what you did."

"I'm sorry."

"'Mione, we miss them. We really do. And we know you are in pain...but you need to let them go, their gone." Ginny cried.

"I just feel so alone."

"You're not, you have us. We will always be here. And you have Bill now. Bill will keep your grounded."

They pulled away from Hermione once Bill showed up on the beach, eyeing and growling at George. Hugging to comfort her or not, George was still touching his mate. Bill sat down beside Hermione and pulled her into his lap and wrapped his arms around her. "Mine." He growled.

"Yes, Bill. I know she is yours. I have no interest in Hermione. She is like a second sister to me." Explained George.

Bill Looked down at Hermione, "Any more cryptic thoughts, love?"

She shook her head, "No, but they're not all gone. Some still linger."

Bill whimpered a little to hearing that.

"I'm sorry."

Night fell upon them, as George and Ginny went back to The Burrow. While Hermione sat between Bill's legs, leaning up against his chest on the beach still. Looking at the illuminating moon cascade down on the water. There was a slight cool breeze casuing Hermione to slightly shiver. "Do you want to go inside, love?"

"You think they are watching over us, up there in the stars? Do you think they are angry with me?" Asked Hermione avoiding Bill's question.

Bill let out a breath, as he answered her question,

"I think they're always watching, and angry, probably. But I think they're also proud as well."

"Harry is back with his God father and his parents. Ron is with his twin uncles. Most the people from the order are up there, while we are down her living the life they fought for. It's beautiful, but depressing?"

Bill kissed her neck, nuzzling her flesh. "The stars have been shining brighter lately , don't you think?"

"Yes."

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Over time the depression and thoughts of suicide left Hermione alone. She had a clear mind, and a clear heart. She had yet to mate with Bill, to make their bond complete. But he was in no rush, as long as she was safe, and with him , he was happy.

Hermione started to move her things into Bill's room while he was at work, Ginny and George were there to help her, George getting a hold of her knickers and making comments. "Oh, lace knickers, Bill will love these." Saying with a cheeky smile.

Ginny ripped the knickers from her brothers grasp and glared at him, "Don't be a pervert, George."

"Do you have matching transparent bras too? I know for a fact you can make him howl with those."

Hermione and Ginny smacked him. "George, go make yourself useful and go move something heavy, and leave my knickers alone." Replied Hermione.

George laughed and did what he was told. "Bill's not going to like that George touched your knickers, he may get the wrong idea."

"I'll wash them before hand. Damn heighten sense of smell."

"Hey if it wasn't for his nose, you'd be dead." Ginny pouted. Tears welling up in her eyes. Hermione hugged her sister.

"Okay, I'm sorry. Thank Morgana for his sense of smell."

They pulled away and began to pack the rest of Hermione's clothes away, her knickers she threw in the wash. After everything was sorted into Bill's room, George went home and Ginny followed since Bill would be home soon.

Hermione cooked supper and was setting the table when Bill walked into the kitchen wrapping his arms around his mate, kissing her lips. "I've decided to move into your room, if that's okay?"

"Of course, pet."

"George and Ginny helped, so if you smell the scent of George in your room, that's why."

"Our room, and that's fine, pet." Stacking their plates with food they tucked in and ate their delicious supper. Talking while they ate their meal.

After supper, Bill showered. And Hermione gathered her clean knickers out of the dryer and put them away, and a special pair on, changing into sexy lingerie, the colors were red and black lace. She laid on his bed, propped up in a sexy position. Bill walked out of the shower, into his room with a towel around his waist. His eyes locked on Hermione, mouth dropping and his towel dropped from his hips. Exposing his now hard member. Hermione couldn't help but stare. Bill didn't bother to pick up his towel as he walked over to his bed and crawled in beside Hermione, taking her in his arms and kissing her passionately.

He pulled away to look her in the eyes. "'Mione, I love you."

"Bill, you saved my life, and brought me back from the abyss of hell. Of course I love you too."

They made love that night, as he marked her, and their complete. Depression is no joke and some don't survive when suicidal thoughts kick in, But sometimes when you have someone who loves you and is willing to help, it can save your life. Other times, it doesn't. In this case for Hermione, she survived.

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