So this will be an AU Story about Ron and Hermione, were Ron is an Auror and Hermione is his healer. They don't know each other in the beginning, but they will definitely get in touch :-)

We (4 girls) wrote this story some weeks ago and we are not finished yet. So this will be a multichapter Story.

Just for your information: we are from Germany and our English is not on the highest level. We still hope that you like the story. You are very welcome to inform us about mistakes we made with our translation. We always try our best but we are open for help!

So we hope you enjoy it (despite the mistakes we made :-P)

The Weasleygirls

Chapter 1 – St. Mungo's

"Watch out, Ron!" Harry yelled, as another curse from another direction shot at him and his best mate. Ron just threw himself to the ground as he fired anew repelling charm out of his wand directly towards a Death Eater, who had surrounded them. Either Harry fired around himself and tried to cover Ron, but again out of nowhere some Death Eaters appeared which made it actually harder for them. It have been that way for almost half an hour ever since they stormed the little house on the outskirts of England to shadow and arrest some former Death Eaters. But now they were surrounded. There was no way out. Harry and Ron have been the best Aurors in their unit for almost two years now but nevertheless, this time there were fatal problems that none of them had expected. Ron was an absolutely splendid strategist who could change his approach quickly. Harry was the one who makes a plan and racks his brain over every mission before it was even happening. As in their years at Hogwarts, both of them complemented each other perfectly. But now they were stuck. Ron couldn't count how many of them were there. There were too many… he prayed that he and his best friend would make it out alive.

'We fought against Lord Voldemort and conquered him and now we're supposed to die here? I can't let Harry die! He loves my sister and she loves him, too! She'd kill me…and what have you got to lose, Ron? You've been single since Lavender and…'

But he couldn't think any further. He heard Harry scream. He jumped to his feet and saw that one of the Death Eaters was pointing his wand at Harry. Soon after, Harry's wand flew through the air. Ron cursed and jumped in front of his best friend. He aimed at the attacker of Harry and the guy fell to the ground. A moment later everything went black and Ron hits the ground.

*Another place, another time*

All hell broke loose at St. Mungo's. Several healers and nurses were running around. Hermione was stressed out because injured people were constantly brought into the hospital. She recognized a dark haired man with glasses, who carried in another man with ginger hair. The man was completely taken aback, was looking around frightened and screaming: "Help! Here… I need help!" Hermione and some healers immediately ran to him.

"Sir, we'll take care of him!" Hermione tried to calm him down, but her colleague interrupted her with the words: "Auror Harry Potter! And this is Auror Ron Weasley, am I right?!" Hermione had a puzzled expression, because she didn't know exactly why he knew those two. Harry, who now had tears in his eyes, answered in a shaky voice: "Yes... Please take care of him! He was struck by a curse. I don't know exactly which one… "

The healers carried off Ron on an approaching stretcher, whereas Hermione stopped in front of the man who apparently was called Potter. "Mr. Potter, would you please follow me? I need some information's about Mr. Weasley so we can admit him to our hospital! Oh... And are you all right or do you need to see a healer?" she asked. Harry was worried about Ron but Hermione ripped him from his thoughts: "Mr. Potter? Are you all right? Would you like to be examined by a healer so that you are on the safe side?" Harry shook his head slightly absent and answered: "Excuse me? Oh... Eh... No! I'm fine… at least physically. I'm just worried about my partner. He has… he was… this Death Eater hits him with a curse… which was actually meant for me!"

He let himself sink to one of the chairs in the reception area of St. Mungo's and buried his face in his hands. Hermione sat next to him and gently laid her hand on his shoulder. "Mr. Potter, I fully understand your concern but you shouldn't blame yourself for what happened. Your partner would have had his reasons to help you and he won't want you to blame yourself for everything. I promise you we'll take good care of his health here. Everything will be fine, we don't have the best healers for nothing." she smiled encouragingly at him and hoped to have calmed him down a bit. Harry took a deep breath and smiled back, even still a bit tortured. "Thanks. You're right. But, you know, so many people have sacrificed themselves for me. I just couldn't stand it if he…", but he couldn't talk any further because he had to swallow the tears that came up.

Hermione wanted to help him in some way and made a suggestion: "Okay... I have an idea. I'll ask a colleague to record the important data of Mr. Weasley. In the meantime I'll try to find out what curse hit him and how fast we can help him. I'll let you know as quickly as I can. Is that all right?" Hermione had no idea what the man in front of her must have experienced in his life but she realized it was necessary to relieve him of some of his worries. He seemed to accept her offer because he looked up and nodded silently.

Hermione went to the reception desk of the hospital and asked her colleague to record Mr. Weasley's data with the help of Mr. Potter. She introduced the two to each other and she went into the treatment room, where the red-haired man was examined at the time. When she entered the room, several healers were scurrying around the, seemingly unconscious, man. Hermione came closer and took a look at his face. It was bloody, like his whole body and he was littered with cuts. "Apparently 'Sectum Sempra'..." Hermione whispered as she approached. Mr. Johnson, the chief healer looked at Hermione and nodded. "Very good, Miss Granger. What else would you say about his condition?" Healer Johnson asked. Hermione took a few steps and took a closer look at Ron's condition. She took her wand and checked his vitals. "His pulse is very low… probably because of the massive blood loss…" she mumbled, while she examined his body with her wand. She looked at the chief healer in shock and asked: "Cruciatus?" "Very good... What else?" Healer Johnson wanted to know.

"But Sir… He could've…" Hermione couldn't bring up the words, so Johnson finished her sentence. "Yeah... He could've died…"

Hermione looked at the Redhead who was still unconscious. She took a closer look and suddenly she noticed how handsome he was. His ginger hair was wildly messed-up and now, that the traces of blood had been removed, his face looked so loving. Red stubbles covered his face and made him look manlier. His body was muscular and he looked tall and fit. Hermione swallowed hard and said: "I'm... Eh… I'll let his family know... "

She went out and thought about why she was so moved by the fate of this young man. She couldn't explain it to herself. There was something unique about him, but she didn't know what it was. Hermione went back to the waiting room where the partner of the red-haired Auror was still waiting. In the meantime his whole family seemed to have joined. The room was filled with countless people with copper hair. A couple, around 50 years old, held each other in their arms. The man tried to sooth the weeping woman by stroking her back gently. Hermione was sure that these two had to be the young man's parents. There were also four nervous looking young men, talking quietly.

Next to the young Auror sat a young woman sobbing in his arms and Hermione could hear her say something like 'she didn't want to lose another brother'. She saw him gently holding the redhead in his arms, whispering something soothing in her ear and kissing her temple. These two also had to be a couple, Hermione suspected. She wondered if this family had experienced anything bad in the second wizarding war. The small hints of Mr. Potter and the words of the young lady indicated that. Hermione shook of her thoughts off and walked towards the family. She cleared her throat to announce herself and said: "Mr. and Mrs. Weasley?" Harry got up, walked up to her and asked: "How is he doing? Is he gonna make it?" The elder woman, who seemed to be Mr. Weasley's mother, spoke with a sob: "We're his family! Oh please tell us that our son and brother isn't going to die!" Tears were streaming down the woman's face as she stood in front of Hermione pleadingly.

Hermione could barely stand to see it. The desperate faces in front of her made her feel very uncomfortable. "I'm Hermione Granger, prospective healer. I just got out of the treatment room and I want to be honest with you, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. Your son has lost a lot of blood and is currently unconscious. He was both struck by the Cruciatus curse and Sectum Sempra and it's a miracle that he's still alive." she confessed and looked at the shocked faces in front of her. She quickly continued to speak to take away their fears: "I can tell you he's stable for now. His wounds have been treated perfectly and he needs to take a few potions over the next few days so that his blood loss can be compensated. We just put him in a coma so his body can recover faster." One of his, probably, brother spoke with obvious relief: "Thank Merlin! And Mum, the coma is probably the best for him. You know Ronniekins! When he wakes up, he probably wants to leave for the next mission right away! "The mother had to smile lightly at the words of the tall, lanky redhead. He put an arm around her shoulder, pressed her to himself and kissed the top of her head.

"You could be quite right about that, George. How long does he have to stay in a coma? May we see him?" Harry wanted to know. "I think 24 hours will do, then we'll get him out of the coma. But he should stay here for two or three more days and when he's back home he will need your support. He should avoid work, sports, stress… and... eh… sexual activities... for two or three weeks. Oh and sure, you can see him when he's moved to his room." Hermione told them. "Thank you so much! Thank you for saving my son! I can't take any more losses. And of course, I'll make sure he doesn't overstrains himself. We're a big family and we're all gonna help him, aren't we?" the mother said and everybody around her nodded in agreement. George couldn't stop himself from laughing and said chuckling: "Of course, Mum! And the sex ban shouldn't be a problem for our eternal bachelor."

He earned a slap on the back of his head from the redheaded girl and asked indignantly: "Oi, what's that for?" "Not everybody's a womanizer like you, George! And that's a good thing!" the girl answered and Hermione had to smile and for some reason she was relieved that the handsome redhead didn't have a girlfriend.