Chapter 15-

Ron's face went white. Things began to click, but he was more confused than ever. Before he could say anything or even make another move, the door of the hospital wing flew open. Ellie dropped to the floor and Ron looked at the door. Hermione was panting slightly and glided to his side (the other side that Ellie wasn't on).

"Ron!" she said quickly, "wait...was someone in here?"

Ron looked down at Ellie quickly. "No?" he said quietly.

Hermione nodded, normally she would have investigated this, but she was too frantic to be "Hermione like."

"Ron! Its Harry..."She slipped down in the seat beside him, hands on her cheeks, which were bright red. She took a breath while what she had said sank into Ron.

Harry! Ron thought. Harry! I'm am the worst friend in the world! After all that had happened he had totally forgotten Harry! While he sat there thinking to himself about why he was such a bad friend Hermione hit his arm.

"RONALD WEASLEY YOUR BEST FRIEND IS GONE!" She looked at him with shock.

"Hermione! I know! I'm just upset that I forgot...HES GONE? What are you talking about!" Usually things Hermione says go in one ear and sit there for a second, then he comprehends them.

Something was heard on the floor next to Ron, and he glanced down there quickly. Ellie had made a little sound of terror after she heard Hermione.

"What was..."Hermione questioned.

"Nothing...Hermione WHERE is Harry!" Ron stomach started to churn, things were going to quickly again.

Hermione shook her head and sighed. "I was going up to the girls dorm to take a nap. I was in the common room and Harry came dashing down the stairs, something in his hand." She took a breath and leaned closer to Ron, looking at him hard. "I asked him where he was going, I personally thought he was going to visit you." She added, while wiping something from her eye.

"Hermione...what did he say? Where was he going?" Ron's voice, although weak, became worried.

"Ron...he got some letter...about..."She stopped looking at her hands. Ron remembered her hands doing that exact same thing...intertwining her fingers over and over.

"Hermione, its OK...just...explain what happened" Ron's voice moved from a worried state to a calm one. He took her hands and rubbed them slowly, trying to comfort her. "Hermione tell me what happened, please."

She took comfort in his words and started again. "He said he had to go...he said he had gotten a letter from someone...he was mumbling a lot..." She stopped again, looking out the window. "He said...that...he needed to find...S-" She stopped again, letting the tears filled eyes. "He said...that 'they' found S-" She stopped again...getting engulfed in sobs.

Ron, who was totally lost, pulled her close. "Hermione, shhh...its OK...shhh" He said sweetly. Now extremely worried himself, he patted her head slowly.

After a very short while, Hermione lifted her head and told Ron, with puffy red eyes, that she was going to get something to drink. He nodded as she left.

"Ron" Said a muffled voice from the floor.

"Yea Ellie?" He answered, slightly looking over the bed as she stood up.

"Ron...I never got to finish my...er-story..." She looked at him, her eyes quiet red as well.

"Yes...Ellie...but this is a bit more...well..." He looked for the word.

"Ron...you don't understand...I know-" She stopped, because as she looked at the door, Hermione stood there with a wide-open mouth, suddenly she dropped her cup of water which toppled to the floor, spilling everywhere.