After Hogwarts, Seven
Hermione closed her eyes, tears streamed down her face. She felt lost, without Ron, and blocked without Dumbledore. She cried silently for hours. The doctors didn't bother her that day, they left her alone with her confused and messed up thoughts.
"Miss Granger?" A Nurse came in, looking a bit ruffled, her grey hair was messy, and her pale blue robes were bloodstained. "Miss Granger, a woman is here to see you."
"What's her name?" Hermione said, trying to rise, but still couldn't.
"Molly Weasley." Hermione nodded and wiped her eyes. Mrs Weasley came in; she was frowning, and looked just as bad as Hermione.
"Hello Mrs Weasley." She said, smiling at her future mother-in-law.
"Hermione, oh look at you!" Mrs Weasley said, sitting down beside her. "You look terrible. You need fresh air my dear!"
"I'm not allowed out." She said. "I only woke up a few hours ago, I hoped to see Ron-" Hermione found it difficult to talk, her voice was getting tighter.
"Hermione, I wish I knew where he was, I regret getting so angry at him. I'm so sorry Hermione!"
"Harry's gone out to look for him, I would if I could, but I'm ill."
"Hermione, I wish everything could be alright, I do wish so much." A tear glinted in her eye, she looked so dismal. "Arthur went mad, I've never seen him so angry at anybody, Fred thought it was great, Ginny just sat in her room, doing God knows what!"
"Mrs Weasley, it's my fault, I made him go to the Quidditch Pitch that night, it's all my fault!" Hermione broke down into tears. "I can't bare it!" Mrs Weasley hugged her warmly; she hadn't had a hug like this in ages.
"Hermione, please, Ron will come back, you and the baby will be fine!"
"No, it wont be fine, the Ministry will never accept me, a mother at the age of nineteen-"
"They'll want you in the Ministry, you are the best witch or wizard in a thousand years to graduate from Hogwarts!"
"They wont want me, think about it."
"Hermione, listen, they will want you, Dumbledore will give them good references."
"Dumbledore has died, right beside me in the next cubical!" Hermione sobbed. "No Dumbledore, and no Ron!"
* * * * * *
The sun shone brightly in the Hospital Ward, Hermione woke up to the summer sun. She longed to bathe in the warm heat, and swim the cool water of her local swimming pool. She turned around to see a huge bunch of red and pink roses in a white vase on her table. She found the strength to sit up. She found a note attached to the vase, it read: To Hermi, I'm far away; I'm with Sirius at his home in New York. I can't go back to London; I can't face up to Dad. I know you may hate me for this, but please understand. I hope you're ok, I'll come back soon, I'm not sure when, but it'll be soon.
Don't forget I love you, and I'll never stop loving you.
Love,
Ron Weasley.
PS, I heard about Dumbledore's death, I want to be back for the funeral, but I may not manage it.
Hermione folded the note and folded it. She tucked it away under her soft pillow. She wanted to go outside, she didn't want to be in the luxurious hospital ward anymore, it made her depressed, thinking that Dumbledore died in here, yesterday morning. "Nurse Williams!" She shouted, also sending sparks up with her wand. "I need to ask you something." She didn't really like Nurse Williams, she treated Hermione like some sort of hero, well she was in a way, but it got annoying.
"Yes Miss Granger!" Williams said promptly, her silvery eyes shining with joy.
"I'd like to go outside please."
"Certainly, I'll get a wheelchair, call me Patrice, or Pat if you want!"
"It's OK, I'll just go outside." Hermione frowned, watching the Nurse waddle out. Hermione climbed out of the bed with difficultly, her legs very sleepy. She slipped her feet into some red fluffy slippers; she then noticed her pregnancy bump. Her lower stomach was a lot bigger; she hadn't really noticed it before, she rubbed it. "Daddy will be back soon." She whispered to her womb. She thought she must be about four months pregnant.
The air was fresh and getting, people smiled at her, many looked distraught because of Dumbledore's death. "Say You-Know-Who comes back! Who'll protect us?" One woman cried, on her knees in despair, her curly grey-blonde hair greasy. "And now Harry Potter is missing along with Ron Weasley, and that Hermione Granger is pregnant!" She whimpered, not realising who Hermione was. "My, he'll come back for sure!"
"He won't!" Hermione said, getting frustrated with this woman. "They say Harry Potter is missing?" Hermione shock with worry; did he find Ron, or was he injured? "Oh dear Lord!"
"I know!"
"HE ISNT YOUR BEST FRIEND! HE HASN'T GONE MISSING ALONG WITH YOUR FIANCE HAS HE?" Hermione roared. "PROFESSOR DUMBLEDORE DIDN'T DIE IN THE SAME ROOM AS YOU! SO WILL YOU PLEASE SHUT UP!" She screamed, spraying the woman with spit.
"My, Hermione Granger, I'm honoured to be in your presence!" The woman handed Hermione out her hand. "Rita Skeeter." Hermione gave her a dirty look.
"Look at you now! I remember when I was in my fourth year at Hogwarts; you were a dirty woman, lying about people, until I blew your cover!" She screamed.
"Miss Granger!" Nurse Williams had come; her plump body was red and sweaty. "You can't shout in your condition!"
"I'm fine! Pat, I just want to see Harry and Ron!" Hermione broke down in to tears. "Where are they?" Hermione put her head in to her knees and started to cry in despair.
"Miss Skeeter, we'd better leave Miss Granger alone." Pat said, gesturing towards the hospital. Hermione was at long last left alone.
The sun had started to set as Hermione left the garden; she sulked off towards her ward, feeling depressed and stressed. "HERMI!" Someone shouted, she turned around and saw a red haired figure running towards her in the distance. "Hermione!" The man cried, getting faster. Hermione stood on the spot waiting for this man, presumably one of the Weasley boys to reach her. They man had reached her, it was Ron.
Hermione closed her eyes, tears streamed down her face. She felt lost, without Ron, and blocked without Dumbledore. She cried silently for hours. The doctors didn't bother her that day, they left her alone with her confused and messed up thoughts.
"Miss Granger?" A Nurse came in, looking a bit ruffled, her grey hair was messy, and her pale blue robes were bloodstained. "Miss Granger, a woman is here to see you."
"What's her name?" Hermione said, trying to rise, but still couldn't.
"Molly Weasley." Hermione nodded and wiped her eyes. Mrs Weasley came in; she was frowning, and looked just as bad as Hermione.
"Hello Mrs Weasley." She said, smiling at her future mother-in-law.
"Hermione, oh look at you!" Mrs Weasley said, sitting down beside her. "You look terrible. You need fresh air my dear!"
"I'm not allowed out." She said. "I only woke up a few hours ago, I hoped to see Ron-" Hermione found it difficult to talk, her voice was getting tighter.
"Hermione, I wish I knew where he was, I regret getting so angry at him. I'm so sorry Hermione!"
"Harry's gone out to look for him, I would if I could, but I'm ill."
"Hermione, I wish everything could be alright, I do wish so much." A tear glinted in her eye, she looked so dismal. "Arthur went mad, I've never seen him so angry at anybody, Fred thought it was great, Ginny just sat in her room, doing God knows what!"
"Mrs Weasley, it's my fault, I made him go to the Quidditch Pitch that night, it's all my fault!" Hermione broke down into tears. "I can't bare it!" Mrs Weasley hugged her warmly; she hadn't had a hug like this in ages.
"Hermione, please, Ron will come back, you and the baby will be fine!"
"No, it wont be fine, the Ministry will never accept me, a mother at the age of nineteen-"
"They'll want you in the Ministry, you are the best witch or wizard in a thousand years to graduate from Hogwarts!"
"They wont want me, think about it."
"Hermione, listen, they will want you, Dumbledore will give them good references."
"Dumbledore has died, right beside me in the next cubical!" Hermione sobbed. "No Dumbledore, and no Ron!"
* * * * * *
The sun shone brightly in the Hospital Ward, Hermione woke up to the summer sun. She longed to bathe in the warm heat, and swim the cool water of her local swimming pool. She turned around to see a huge bunch of red and pink roses in a white vase on her table. She found the strength to sit up. She found a note attached to the vase, it read: To Hermi, I'm far away; I'm with Sirius at his home in New York. I can't go back to London; I can't face up to Dad. I know you may hate me for this, but please understand. I hope you're ok, I'll come back soon, I'm not sure when, but it'll be soon.
Don't forget I love you, and I'll never stop loving you.
Love,
Ron Weasley.
PS, I heard about Dumbledore's death, I want to be back for the funeral, but I may not manage it.
Hermione folded the note and folded it. She tucked it away under her soft pillow. She wanted to go outside, she didn't want to be in the luxurious hospital ward anymore, it made her depressed, thinking that Dumbledore died in here, yesterday morning. "Nurse Williams!" She shouted, also sending sparks up with her wand. "I need to ask you something." She didn't really like Nurse Williams, she treated Hermione like some sort of hero, well she was in a way, but it got annoying.
"Yes Miss Granger!" Williams said promptly, her silvery eyes shining with joy.
"I'd like to go outside please."
"Certainly, I'll get a wheelchair, call me Patrice, or Pat if you want!"
"It's OK, I'll just go outside." Hermione frowned, watching the Nurse waddle out. Hermione climbed out of the bed with difficultly, her legs very sleepy. She slipped her feet into some red fluffy slippers; she then noticed her pregnancy bump. Her lower stomach was a lot bigger; she hadn't really noticed it before, she rubbed it. "Daddy will be back soon." She whispered to her womb. She thought she must be about four months pregnant.
The air was fresh and getting, people smiled at her, many looked distraught because of Dumbledore's death. "Say You-Know-Who comes back! Who'll protect us?" One woman cried, on her knees in despair, her curly grey-blonde hair greasy. "And now Harry Potter is missing along with Ron Weasley, and that Hermione Granger is pregnant!" She whimpered, not realising who Hermione was. "My, he'll come back for sure!"
"He won't!" Hermione said, getting frustrated with this woman. "They say Harry Potter is missing?" Hermione shock with worry; did he find Ron, or was he injured? "Oh dear Lord!"
"I know!"
"HE ISNT YOUR BEST FRIEND! HE HASN'T GONE MISSING ALONG WITH YOUR FIANCE HAS HE?" Hermione roared. "PROFESSOR DUMBLEDORE DIDN'T DIE IN THE SAME ROOM AS YOU! SO WILL YOU PLEASE SHUT UP!" She screamed, spraying the woman with spit.
"My, Hermione Granger, I'm honoured to be in your presence!" The woman handed Hermione out her hand. "Rita Skeeter." Hermione gave her a dirty look.
"Look at you now! I remember when I was in my fourth year at Hogwarts; you were a dirty woman, lying about people, until I blew your cover!" She screamed.
"Miss Granger!" Nurse Williams had come; her plump body was red and sweaty. "You can't shout in your condition!"
"I'm fine! Pat, I just want to see Harry and Ron!" Hermione broke down in to tears. "Where are they?" Hermione put her head in to her knees and started to cry in despair.
"Miss Skeeter, we'd better leave Miss Granger alone." Pat said, gesturing towards the hospital. Hermione was at long last left alone.
The sun had started to set as Hermione left the garden; she sulked off towards her ward, feeling depressed and stressed. "HERMI!" Someone shouted, she turned around and saw a red haired figure running towards her in the distance. "Hermione!" The man cried, getting faster. Hermione stood on the spot waiting for this man, presumably one of the Weasley boys to reach her. They man had reached her, it was Ron.