A/N: I warn about coarse language in this chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. They are owned by the brilliant JK Rowling who is now richer than the Queen!
The day Hermione left a life of pain for Harry
Chapter 2
Finally one conversation in November confirmed all of Ron's fears of what she was hiding. "Ron," she said shakily, "I have something to tell you. It's really important." "Anything for you Hermione," he said. But the look on her face explained it before she had a chance. "It won't be easy for you to hear this but. I have Leukaemia," said Hermione and suddenly burst into tears. Ron ran up to her and held her tight, tears running silently down his eyes. "Is there any cure?" asked Ron still holding Hermione tight. "No." After a while Hermione called down and Ron asked, "How long have you got?" Sniffing dreadfully she replied, "I've got about 5 hours." Shocked, Ron said "You'll have to tell Harry." Hermione burst into more tears at the sound of his name. Suddenly the bell rang for class. "I've got Divination. I'll see you later," said Ron and he ran off, wiping his eyes as he went. After the end of Divination, which was at a new time of 6:00, Ron went to the common room and went to bed. About ten minutes after he came in Harry came in. "So," he said coldly, "I saw you crying with Hermione. What's wrong with her, has she got a hangnail? Cho's much better than that piece of shit." "You're a fucking piece of shit you know that?" yelled Ron. "Cunt!" screamed Harry. "She fucking has fucking Leukaemia!" yelled Ron. That piece of information stopped Harry for two seconds then he sprinted off to the hospital wing followed closely by Ron. "Hermione!" he yelled. He found her in a bedpan in the hospital wing crowded by the Weasleys, Grangers, the Professors and friends. "Hermione," he said. He grabbed her hand. "Harry," she said faintly. "I'm so sorry. I missed you so much," he said. "I missed you to," she said. "Please don't leave me. Not here. Not now. I love you." And with these words she left him into a place where worries were just memories and happiness was easy to come by. "No!!!" he cried, tears falling down his cheek. Everyone started to cry either silently or just out loud letting it all out except for Snape but his eyes were extremely bloodshot.
Every day after Hermione's death he came to her grave, bringing flowers, hoping she would forgive him for staying mad at her. Until one day he and Ron had a heart attack at the exact same time. This was Hermione's doing as both their families were up in heaven (except the Dursleys) she thought it wouldn't matter. Harry met her up there in her eighteen year old form. Suddenly he changed back into his eighteen year old form and their love was once again rejoined. "I missed you so much, can you forgive me?" said Harry. She smiled, "Yes Harry, I forgive you.
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. They are owned by the brilliant JK Rowling who is now richer than the Queen!
The day Hermione left a life of pain for Harry
Chapter 2
Finally one conversation in November confirmed all of Ron's fears of what she was hiding. "Ron," she said shakily, "I have something to tell you. It's really important." "Anything for you Hermione," he said. But the look on her face explained it before she had a chance. "It won't be easy for you to hear this but. I have Leukaemia," said Hermione and suddenly burst into tears. Ron ran up to her and held her tight, tears running silently down his eyes. "Is there any cure?" asked Ron still holding Hermione tight. "No." After a while Hermione called down and Ron asked, "How long have you got?" Sniffing dreadfully she replied, "I've got about 5 hours." Shocked, Ron said "You'll have to tell Harry." Hermione burst into more tears at the sound of his name. Suddenly the bell rang for class. "I've got Divination. I'll see you later," said Ron and he ran off, wiping his eyes as he went. After the end of Divination, which was at a new time of 6:00, Ron went to the common room and went to bed. About ten minutes after he came in Harry came in. "So," he said coldly, "I saw you crying with Hermione. What's wrong with her, has she got a hangnail? Cho's much better than that piece of shit." "You're a fucking piece of shit you know that?" yelled Ron. "Cunt!" screamed Harry. "She fucking has fucking Leukaemia!" yelled Ron. That piece of information stopped Harry for two seconds then he sprinted off to the hospital wing followed closely by Ron. "Hermione!" he yelled. He found her in a bedpan in the hospital wing crowded by the Weasleys, Grangers, the Professors and friends. "Hermione," he said. He grabbed her hand. "Harry," she said faintly. "I'm so sorry. I missed you so much," he said. "I missed you to," she said. "Please don't leave me. Not here. Not now. I love you." And with these words she left him into a place where worries were just memories and happiness was easy to come by. "No!!!" he cried, tears falling down his cheek. Everyone started to cry either silently or just out loud letting it all out except for Snape but his eyes were extremely bloodshot.
Every day after Hermione's death he came to her grave, bringing flowers, hoping she would forgive him for staying mad at her. Until one day he and Ron had a heart attack at the exact same time. This was Hermione's doing as both their families were up in heaven (except the Dursleys) she thought it wouldn't matter. Harry met her up there in her eighteen year old form. Suddenly he changed back into his eighteen year old form and their love was once again rejoined. "I missed you so much, can you forgive me?" said Harry. She smiled, "Yes Harry, I forgive you.