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Author's Note: Wow I really got mixed reviews this time. And I apologize for writing catcher instead of keeper in the second chapter. But luckily most of you got what I meant. Thanks for the feedback. Keep up the R/R.

Chapter 7

"Someone…someone call for help! Get help QUICK!"

"What's happened…is he okay?"

"Just go grab someone will you!"

Students split in two directions; some ran toward Ron's office while the other bunch sprinted down the other hallways in search of adults.

"Professor Weasley…Professor…please get up…please!" the student yelled as she shook Ron from side to side.

"You don't think he's…he can't be."

"I don't think so, not yet at least."

"Why did he do it? Now this was a foolish act."

"I bet he just lost hope. You know, with her gone."

"STOP TALKING AND GET ME SOMETHING TO STOP THIS BLEEDING!"

"What in the world?" came the voice of Professor Dumbledore from behind the students. "Stand aside, stand aside. Ronald get up!" With the help of Dumbledore's magic a weary Ron rose from the ground, blood dribbling down his front, and he began to follow Dumbledore, in a trance, out of the room.

The students parted like the Red Sea and all eyes were transfixed on their flying Professor.

"What happened!" gasped several students as Dumbledore marched passed them.

"Nothing that can not be fixed with a little help," replied the wise Headmaster.

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Darkness began to fade and spurts of light glided across. Relieving the tension in his brain, the fuzziness began to disperse.

His mind began to swirl and he pondered about the night. He couldn't believe he had almost done it. He wondered why? He blamed her, it was always her. He would do anything for her; even kill himself. His bargain with the heavens went wrong though; he was too frightened to perform the act. However, in a storm of rage he slipped and the knife attempted to perform the act for him. The floor hit back hard and he was gone. He knew he was lucky. His destiny was sending him down a different trail. He begged for it to include her.

Across from him he saw a beautiful glowing figure. Struggling to sit up, he reached out into the blur.

"Hermione," Ron called. But no motion was present as a response.

"She's hasn't woken," came Dumbledore's voice from afar.

Startled by the Headmaster's presence Ron began to ramble, "Sir, I'm so sorry for everything. I was being totally irresponsible. My duty will always be toward this school first and foremost from then on. I didn't even think about the aftermath of my actions. I am truly sorry..."

"And I am truly relieved that you are okay. I did not think you were of the suicidal nature, Professor. But I suppose in this world of troubled love we all do crazy things," Dumbledore smiled.

"Sir, when will she wake? Do we know? Will she be alright?"

"Ron that is something I do not know the answer to. However, you will find that the presence of a loved one will always help during trialing times. And believe me, Mr. Weasley you have always been a loved one to her," Dumbledore explained as his eyes widened, gave a nod, and then walked slowly out of the hospital wing.

Sliding out of his bed, hand on his chest, he glided weakly over to her bedside.

Ron placed his head on her bed, "'Mione, I wish you would get up. I need you Hermione. I adore you. I worship you. I want you to be mine, all mine. Life is nothing without you. These past weeks have been torture. I would do anything to have you back: I would adopt a spider as a pet, go into the dark forest, fight Voldemort, again…"

"Would you join S.P.E.W.?"

"Of course I would join that stupid S.P.E.W. Don't you understand I would do anything…anything! Wait! HERMIONE…oh my goodness! Thank God! Thank God!"

"Hello sweetie," Hermione whispered, placing her hand is his.

"Oh my darling. I missed you so much! I'm so sorry for everything. I want you to know that night, that night of the New Years party, Luna and I were not together. Well, that is we weren't together-together. And I was an idiot for believing that you and Harry had a thing for each other…"

"Ron…"

"I missed you…oh how I missed you…"

"Ronald…"

"I almost, oh I almost, I don't want to tell you…"

"RON! SHUT UP AND KISS ME!" Hermione exploded, grabbing Ron's red hair and kissing him passionately.

"WOW!" exclaimed Ron. "What was that for?"

"That was for you, my love," Hermione smiled tenderly.

"I love you too, Hermione," Ron beamed.

A/N: Very mushy stuff, I know. LoL Hope you liked it. I