Can't Happen Here
Chapter 3: Hope for the Future
As soon as Ron and Hermione had left the room where they had received the news about Ron's heart, Hermione was immediately handed a stackful of paper to hand out to check Ron into the hospital for his extended stay. Ron was checked into room number 304, where he requested not to have a roommate. Medications after medications were given to him daily. They often made him drowsy and speech was becoming harder to do. Hermione kept a constant vigil at his bedside, and it was not unusual to see her arguing with a doctor, insisting that she had to stay the night with Ron. Only until Ron insisted she go home and get some rest, did she leave.
The Weasleys' had been informed of Ron's condition, of course, as had Harry. They had all vowed to help Ron in whatever way they could. In fact, Harry had paid for Ron to be placed on the waiting list with the money he had inherited from his parents. Ron and Hermione had been very grateful, but there was still the matter of paying for Ron's surgery.
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Hermione entered the hospital a month after Ron had been checked into the hospital, grinning ear to ear.
'I wonder what he will think when he hears the great news!'
She ran into the building and waited impatiently for the elevator to arrive. When she finally got out, she practically skipped to Ron's room. However, as soon as she had walked into the room, her good mood was gone in a hurry. Ron was writhing on the bed, a nurse by his side. He was puking continually into a pail, his face contorted with pain. Hermione rushed over to his side and rubbed his back soothingly.
"What's wrong with him?" she asked the nurse.
"Allergic reaction to medication. He's breaking out all over, just look at his skin."
Hermione cringed and pulled up the back of Ron's plaid nightshirt. His back was covered in hives, and his skin was tinged bright red. She began to shake, trying to fight back the sobs. Seeing her once strong, proud Ron reduced to such a weakened state killed something inside of her. What she wouldn't give for him to be healed and for them to be together for all eternity.
After about 10 minutes, the vomiting stopped. Hermione wiped Ron's face with a damp rag as the nurse walked out to empty and clean the pail. Ron was unable to look Hermione in the eye.
"I'm sorry you had to see that, 'Mione."
Hermione melted inside at the use of Ron's special nickname for her. The way he said it, it sounded as if he was saying "my own" and the thought put a goofy grin on her face. She sunk into a chair beside the bed and took his hand in her small one.
"Its okay, Ron. I would never leave you or be disgusted by you. You know that."
He looked away, a silent tear falling down his cheek.
"I can't stand for you to see me like this. I can't eat anything without it coming back up later, I sleep almost all day and talking hurts my throat."
"I wouldn't have it any other way, Ron. We will get through this together and then we can be together, without any enlarged hearts in our way. I love you too much to let you go through this kind of pain alone."
Ron nodded softly and lifted his arms out for a hug. Hermione smiled and hugged him tightly, inhaling his scent. She pulled away, looking into his eyes with a grin.
"I've got good news, Ron. Ginny and Harry are getting married! Harry wants you to be the best man!"
Ron looked as if Christmas had come early. He playfully replied,
"That's great! I'm just mad that Harry beat me to it! Proposing to his girlfriend before I could propose to mine! Just wait, 'Mione, when I get out of here, I'll propose and we can be married and have kids and be happy for eternity."
Hermione's spirits were uplifted as she stared into his loving blue eyes. She leaned in for a kiss and when they had pulled away, she looked into his eyes and said
"Thank you"
Ron laughed but his laughs quickly turned into coughs. His body began quaking again and Hermione screamed for a nurse, recogonizing the signs. Ron was having another attack and it looked as if it was the worst one yet. Doctors immediately rushed in and ushered a screaming Hermione out.
"Hold in, Ron! Don't leave me!"
Hermione was given one final push out the door before the doctors quickly shut the door and began to work on the still shaking Ron. Hermione looked into the window, tears falling down her cheeks as she slunk to the floor.
"Why Ron? Why us? Why when everything was going so good?"
She brought her knees up to her chest, buried her heads in her legs, and sobbed.
Author's Note: I didn't like this chapter at all. Oh well, I'm trying to update every day. I am not going to update Chapter 4 until I get at least 15 reviews. I will review your story if you review mine. I am thinking everyone hates this story, so I am considering stopping it. Please take just 5 seconds out of your day and leave a comment or two in. It really makes my day and I promise I will review your story too. Thanks a lot, and look for Chapter 4 out soon.
