Author: RowanWeasley
Disclaimer: Me no own, get it?
Summary: A prophecy comes to light which will change Hermione, Ron, Harry, and
Ginny's lives. R/Hr and H/G
Acknowledgements: Snow, without whom this story would not exist.
Chapter One
Hermione Granger was in the first Potions class of the term when Professor Snape
came over to her and Ron, who was her partner since Harry was with Dumbledore. The
Headmaster had insisted that Harry come and talk at least once a week about how Harry was
coping with seeing Cedric Diggory die and watching Voldemort's return to power. The
class had been working on a potion which restored youth to an extent. Snape scowled at the
two before snarling, "The Headmaster requests your presence immediately. You WILL make
this up some time soon. Here is the password." He thrust a scrap of paper at them and stalked
over to Neville and Seamus to yell at them.
Hermione looked at Ron in confusion, silently wondering what he and Harry had done
now. Ron returned defensively, "Hey I-we didn't do anything!" She snorted in disbelief as she
picked up her bag and threw it over her shoulder, then moved toward the dungeon entrance,
dragging him behind her.
Hurrying through the Great Hall and numerous hallways, they arrived at Dumbledore's
office and met Harry, who was just leaving, He looked at the two quizzically. "What did you
do? Insult Snape to his oh-so-limitless patience?"
They shook their heads and Ron explained, "Dumbledore wanted to see us. We didn't
do anything!"
A warmly amused voice came from behind Harry, "That would be a good reason not to
keep an old wizard waiting, now wouldn't it?" Ron and Hermione began apologising earnestly,
interrupting each other in the process.
The Headmaster held up his hands and they both stopped abruptly. "Now do not
worry. I was only teasing you. However, it would be nice to get this underway, don't you
agree? Thank you, Harry. We'll talk again soon." Harry nodded and trudged off as
Dumbledore gestured towards his office, letting the two students troop in ahead of him. They
waited, standing, until he waved his hand toward two chairs across from his desk.
He sat in a comfortable looking chair upholstered in gold and red with the Hogwarts
crest on the back. "I hadn't wanted to tell you so soon, but Voldemort had other plans as you
both know."
Hermione interrupted, "Tell us what, exactly, Headmaster?" He looked at her sadly.
"There is a prophecy, my dear girl, which involves the vanquishing of Voldemort by four young
people of extraordinary power, character, and bravery."
Ron and Hermione glanced at each other, then Ron asked, "What does that have to do
with us? I mean that's a bloody fascinating prophecy and all, but why are WE here?"
Dumbledore winced almost imperceptibly, thinking to himself that this was the part he was
dreading. "Well, you two are two of the young people involved."
Hermione gasped as they both stared at Dumbledore in shock, Ron's mouth hanging
slack. Finally, he managed to squeak, "US? Well, Hermione I can understand, but ME? Are
you sure you've got the right Weasley? Maybe Percy or Ginny, or even Bill or Charlie?"
Dumbledore grinned secretively. "Trust me Ron, I'm sure you and Hermione are
involved. Now here's the part I didn't want to tell you yet. The bond between you two, which
is already strong, must be made stronger yet."
Ron wondered aloud, "How do we accomplish that?" They both looked at
Dumbledore as he continued on, "There are two ways the bond can be strengthened. We must
do both in order to defeat Voldemort." Ron interrupted, "Well, what are they?"
Dumbledore glanced at him indulgently, then explained, "You must marry and then
consummate that marriage." Hermione gasped again. "But...but...we can't get married! We're
only fifteen! And we'd have to have parental permission!"
Ron thought to himself, 'She hates me! Well, she obviously doesn't hate me, but she
doesn't...Ron! You can't think that about Hermione! She's your best friend, you should think
of her like Ginny!'
Meanwhile, Hermione was cursing her big mouth. 'Hermione!You've only loved him
since forever ago! Now's your chance and you've just blown it! Maybe I can still salvage this
somehow.' She spoke up again before Dumbledore even open his mouth to reply to her last
comment. "Well, I'll give it a try if it's to defeat Voldemort." Dumbledore noticed a slight pink
tinge in her cheeks and suspected that was not her sole reason for agreement, but he let it
slide...for the moment.
Turning to Ron, he put up a finger to stop him from speaking. "Let's try something, shall
we? I suspect it would be very, illuminating, shall we say? Are you willing to try it?" Ron
glanced at Hermione, then both nodded simultaneously. Dumbledore pulled a tiny vial from his
robes. Conjuring two cups of tea, he dribbled a drop of the green liquid into them and offered
the cups to Ron and Hermione. Both gulped them down and made faces at the grotesque taste.
Instantly, a cacophony of thoughts poured into the room, all in either Ron or Hermione's
voice. Unnoticed, Dumbledore slipped out of the room to give the two some privacy during this
important moment.
"I can't be with him like this, he'd only do it to save Harry. He doesn't really care about
ME like that. I've loved him forever, this is so unfair to throw on me now, with my feelings the
way they are."
"I knew she'd never consider a guy like me, I mean, I'm poor and stupid, so I have no
qualifying characteristics. Why would she even look at me except maybe as a friend?"
Hermione gasped, finally realising just how low Ron's opinion of himself was. "RON!
You are NOT stupid and who cares if your family's not rich? I still care about you."
Ron replied, almost speechless with shock, "You've loved me forever? You feel the
same way? Bloody damn hell!"
Hermione hugged him close to her body, exclaiming, "Let's do it! Not just for them, but
for us too!" He nodded, thinking to himself how beautiful she was. A giggle from her reminded
him that anything he thought she could hear and vice versa. They heard a throat being cleared
behind them and they jumped apart guiltily. "Um...Professor, we've decided to accept the
course of action needed in order to defeat the Dark Lord." Ron announced, then put his arm
around his fiancee. Dumbledore nodded, then began to explain the changes in their
lifestyles. "First and foremost, of course, will be a change in living arrangements. Starting this
year, all the prefects are living together, but you two will be given a suite further away from the
others. No one will find it too strange that you two are sharing a suite because I'm having all the
prefects share suites with members of the same House, but of the opposite sex. Of course, you
two will be the only ones sharing a room. Harry, though he is a prefect, won't share living
quarters. He's staying in the fifth year dorms. I'll tell him the truth, that it's because of safety
issues. We have to keep your marriage a secret for it to be more effective. That means no
telling Harry or Ginny or ANYBODY without my permission. Of the professors here, only
Professors Snape and McGonagall along with Madame Pomfrey and myself will know. It IS
necessary, I'm sorry."
Hermione nodded, then inquired, "When will the wedding take place? Can our parents
attend?"
Dumbledore answered, "It will take place immediately and your parents are already
here."
Hermione frowned. "How did you bring my parents to Hogwarts? They're Muggles!"
Dumbledore smiled before replying. "We brought them on the Hogwarts Express.
They already know about the wizarding world so the Ministry okayed it for this special
occasion. They're all waiting in the Transfiguration classroom." He stood and walked toward
the door, announcing over his shoulder, "Follow me please."
Author's Note: Thank you for reading my story. Please please PLEASE review! Any reviews
are welcome, including criticism as long as it's CONSTRUCTIVE. If you like it, I'll continue.
The next chapter is already written, so when I feel loved enough, I'll post that. Thanks!
Disclaimer: Me no own, get it?
Summary: A prophecy comes to light which will change Hermione, Ron, Harry, and
Ginny's lives. R/Hr and H/G
Acknowledgements: Snow, without whom this story would not exist.
Chapter One
Hermione Granger was in the first Potions class of the term when Professor Snape
came over to her and Ron, who was her partner since Harry was with Dumbledore. The
Headmaster had insisted that Harry come and talk at least once a week about how Harry was
coping with seeing Cedric Diggory die and watching Voldemort's return to power. The
class had been working on a potion which restored youth to an extent. Snape scowled at the
two before snarling, "The Headmaster requests your presence immediately. You WILL make
this up some time soon. Here is the password." He thrust a scrap of paper at them and stalked
over to Neville and Seamus to yell at them.
Hermione looked at Ron in confusion, silently wondering what he and Harry had done
now. Ron returned defensively, "Hey I-we didn't do anything!" She snorted in disbelief as she
picked up her bag and threw it over her shoulder, then moved toward the dungeon entrance,
dragging him behind her.
Hurrying through the Great Hall and numerous hallways, they arrived at Dumbledore's
office and met Harry, who was just leaving, He looked at the two quizzically. "What did you
do? Insult Snape to his oh-so-limitless patience?"
They shook their heads and Ron explained, "Dumbledore wanted to see us. We didn't
do anything!"
A warmly amused voice came from behind Harry, "That would be a good reason not to
keep an old wizard waiting, now wouldn't it?" Ron and Hermione began apologising earnestly,
interrupting each other in the process.
The Headmaster held up his hands and they both stopped abruptly. "Now do not
worry. I was only teasing you. However, it would be nice to get this underway, don't you
agree? Thank you, Harry. We'll talk again soon." Harry nodded and trudged off as
Dumbledore gestured towards his office, letting the two students troop in ahead of him. They
waited, standing, until he waved his hand toward two chairs across from his desk.
He sat in a comfortable looking chair upholstered in gold and red with the Hogwarts
crest on the back. "I hadn't wanted to tell you so soon, but Voldemort had other plans as you
both know."
Hermione interrupted, "Tell us what, exactly, Headmaster?" He looked at her sadly.
"There is a prophecy, my dear girl, which involves the vanquishing of Voldemort by four young
people of extraordinary power, character, and bravery."
Ron and Hermione glanced at each other, then Ron asked, "What does that have to do
with us? I mean that's a bloody fascinating prophecy and all, but why are WE here?"
Dumbledore winced almost imperceptibly, thinking to himself that this was the part he was
dreading. "Well, you two are two of the young people involved."
Hermione gasped as they both stared at Dumbledore in shock, Ron's mouth hanging
slack. Finally, he managed to squeak, "US? Well, Hermione I can understand, but ME? Are
you sure you've got the right Weasley? Maybe Percy or Ginny, or even Bill or Charlie?"
Dumbledore grinned secretively. "Trust me Ron, I'm sure you and Hermione are
involved. Now here's the part I didn't want to tell you yet. The bond between you two, which
is already strong, must be made stronger yet."
Ron wondered aloud, "How do we accomplish that?" They both looked at
Dumbledore as he continued on, "There are two ways the bond can be strengthened. We must
do both in order to defeat Voldemort." Ron interrupted, "Well, what are they?"
Dumbledore glanced at him indulgently, then explained, "You must marry and then
consummate that marriage." Hermione gasped again. "But...but...we can't get married! We're
only fifteen! And we'd have to have parental permission!"
Ron thought to himself, 'She hates me! Well, she obviously doesn't hate me, but she
doesn't...Ron! You can't think that about Hermione! She's your best friend, you should think
of her like Ginny!'
Meanwhile, Hermione was cursing her big mouth. 'Hermione!You've only loved him
since forever ago! Now's your chance and you've just blown it! Maybe I can still salvage this
somehow.' She spoke up again before Dumbledore even open his mouth to reply to her last
comment. "Well, I'll give it a try if it's to defeat Voldemort." Dumbledore noticed a slight pink
tinge in her cheeks and suspected that was not her sole reason for agreement, but he let it
slide...for the moment.
Turning to Ron, he put up a finger to stop him from speaking. "Let's try something, shall
we? I suspect it would be very, illuminating, shall we say? Are you willing to try it?" Ron
glanced at Hermione, then both nodded simultaneously. Dumbledore pulled a tiny vial from his
robes. Conjuring two cups of tea, he dribbled a drop of the green liquid into them and offered
the cups to Ron and Hermione. Both gulped them down and made faces at the grotesque taste.
Instantly, a cacophony of thoughts poured into the room, all in either Ron or Hermione's
voice. Unnoticed, Dumbledore slipped out of the room to give the two some privacy during this
important moment.
"I can't be with him like this, he'd only do it to save Harry. He doesn't really care about
ME like that. I've loved him forever, this is so unfair to throw on me now, with my feelings the
way they are."
"I knew she'd never consider a guy like me, I mean, I'm poor and stupid, so I have no
qualifying characteristics. Why would she even look at me except maybe as a friend?"
Hermione gasped, finally realising just how low Ron's opinion of himself was. "RON!
You are NOT stupid and who cares if your family's not rich? I still care about you."
Ron replied, almost speechless with shock, "You've loved me forever? You feel the
same way? Bloody damn hell!"
Hermione hugged him close to her body, exclaiming, "Let's do it! Not just for them, but
for us too!" He nodded, thinking to himself how beautiful she was. A giggle from her reminded
him that anything he thought she could hear and vice versa. They heard a throat being cleared
behind them and they jumped apart guiltily. "Um...Professor, we've decided to accept the
course of action needed in order to defeat the Dark Lord." Ron announced, then put his arm
around his fiancee. Dumbledore nodded, then began to explain the changes in their
lifestyles. "First and foremost, of course, will be a change in living arrangements. Starting this
year, all the prefects are living together, but you two will be given a suite further away from the
others. No one will find it too strange that you two are sharing a suite because I'm having all the
prefects share suites with members of the same House, but of the opposite sex. Of course, you
two will be the only ones sharing a room. Harry, though he is a prefect, won't share living
quarters. He's staying in the fifth year dorms. I'll tell him the truth, that it's because of safety
issues. We have to keep your marriage a secret for it to be more effective. That means no
telling Harry or Ginny or ANYBODY without my permission. Of the professors here, only
Professors Snape and McGonagall along with Madame Pomfrey and myself will know. It IS
necessary, I'm sorry."
Hermione nodded, then inquired, "When will the wedding take place? Can our parents
attend?"
Dumbledore answered, "It will take place immediately and your parents are already
here."
Hermione frowned. "How did you bring my parents to Hogwarts? They're Muggles!"
Dumbledore smiled before replying. "We brought them on the Hogwarts Express.
They already know about the wizarding world so the Ministry okayed it for this special
occasion. They're all waiting in the Transfiguration classroom." He stood and walked toward
the door, announcing over his shoulder, "Follow me please."
Author's Note: Thank you for reading my story. Please please PLEASE review! Any reviews
are welcome, including criticism as long as it's CONSTRUCTIVE. If you like it, I'll continue.
The next chapter is already written, so when I feel loved enough, I'll post that. Thanks!