It was now 10.00am Ron had only got a few hours sleep that night. When he saw Oliver walk down the stairs and the look on his face Ron couldn't help crying. ' D-Dead?' said Wood Ron nodded ' B-but how?' Wood said who was now also crying. 'She died after she had the baby' The day went by quickly and Dumbledore had arranged for Hermione's funeral for the next day. Ron was in his dorm getting ready for the funeral, when Harry came up to him ' you'll be ok, just stay strong' said Harry putting his jacket on. Ron nodded ' your right Harry, for Chantelle's sake' ' Hermione wouldn't have wanted you to be like this' said Harry. Ron went down to the common room and joined, his mum, Ginny, Fred, George and then by Harry. Ron picked Chantelle up and walked out of the common room. Hermione was going to be buried in a little cemetery in the grounds of Hogwarts. When they arrived nearly the whole school was there, Ron had wondered how they heard the news, but then he thought 'its Hogwarts, news always travels fast'. After the funeral everyone went to the great hall for a special ceremony for Hermione. Everyone sat down in their usual seats. Dumbledore stood up and cleared his throat.' We mourn the tragic loss of a very special student, she was loyal, kind and very academic, and would of made a wonderful mother' Dumbledore raised his glass ' Hermione Granger' everyone followed and murmured the words. Dumbledore nodded at Ron and Ron walked up to the teacher's table. ' Hermione was very special to me and to Harry and to everyone who knew her, this shouldn't of happened to her, death shouldn't happen to anyone, she was a great friend and very brave as she showed when she was giving birth' Ron hesitated he thought he was going to cry ' Before she died she told me she loved me' That was it Ron burst into tears and walked back, red-eyed to the table. ' That was great Ron' said Harry, ' Hermione would be very proud of you if she was here right now' little did they know Hermione was there with them, she would be forever, as a spirit by there sides, looking down on her daughter Chantelle and the boy she loved. Ron.