Sorry that it always takes so long between updates, I just don't have a lot of time to write. Thank you to all my reviewers! But right now is dead week so I don't have a ton of homework, for those of you who don't know what dead week is it's the week before finals week, the only thing happening in classes is getting ready for tests. I do have to say however that this chapter will be fairly short as I have a case of writer's block when it comes to this fic so if you have any ideas for me that would work for this piece please review and tell me I need all the help I can get. I do know that this is going to be a Harry and Hermione fic and that Ron isn't going to have any problems with that at least not right away.
DISCLAIMER: I in no way, shape, or form own Harry Potter or anything recognizable from the book.
Family
Chapter five
"Madame Pomphrey, how is Harry really? Is he going to be aright?" Hermione asked softly as she smoothed Harry's unruly ebony hair on his forehead.
"I won't lye to you children, Mr. Potter isn't well, but he has improved greatly since we got him here. Only time will truly tell, only so many wounds can be cured by potions and spells, some are much deeper and can't be detected with spell or potion and those take much longer to heal. Unless I'm mistaken, Mr. Potter has a great number of those psychological wounds and he's going to need his friends to stand by him and support him. It won't be easy."
"We know that Madame, and both of us will help Harry any way we can." Ron sighed, for once serious.
"Ron, what do you think is going to happen? Do you really think Harry is going to be O.K.?" Hermione whispered staring at the ashen face of one of her best friends.
"Mione, he'll be fine. He's Harry Potter after all, the dark lord can't kill him so three muggles shouldn't be able to," Ron whispered back, then narrowed his eyes. "Hermione, you've never reacted like this before when he's been hurt. Is there something going on that you'd like to tell me?"
"Ron, I really like him, I like you as a brother but there is something about the way I feel about Harry that is anything but sister like. Oh Ron, I'm just so confused, and scared. What if we're wrong and he isn't fine?"
"Don't even think that!" Ron growled. "He'll be just fine just like always. Get some sleep Hermione; you haven't slept much at all since you got Harry away from the muggles. You've been too busy worrying about him that you've neglected yourself, if you want to help Harry you need to get some sleep."
"I don't want to leave him, the last time we left him alone resulted in this!" Hermione protested clutching Harry's hand.
Ron sighed knowing that he would get Hermione too leave Harry's side, "Hermione, the bed is fairly big, I'm sure that nobody would think twice if you shared it with Harry." the red-head gave a short snort, "but you'd better be careful. You don't want to accidentally hurt him more."
Hermione gave a half smile, "thanks Ron, I don't know what would I would do without you."
"You would spend all your time in the library forgetting the rest of the world exists and wearing out your mind," Ron laughed as Hermione carefully crawled over Harry careful not to hurt him in anyway.
"Thank you Ron, for everything, you promise you'll stay her with us?" Hermione yawned as she draped her arm gently over Harry's chest her hand coming to rest on the shoulder opposite her; within seconds of situating herself she was asleep.
Ron looked over at his two best friends protectively, the three of them were so different but yet somehow they were so close, they had only known each other for about five years now and he couldn't think of what would do without one of them. Sure they had they're fights, there were the long stretches of time when he wouldn't speak to one of them and it was usually because he was being stupid but they were always there for each other when they were needed, and Harry needed him and Hermione, if only they had realized it sooner. No, he and Hermione had realized, and his brothers had believed them and helped them come up with a plan when the adults insisted that he would be safer at the muggles house. Ron sighed as he spotted the small smile on Harry's face, there was no doubt about it now, Harry was going to be just fine, it may take a while, but he would be just fine, as long as his family stood by him and supported him, and by family he didn't mean the ones by blood as far as Ron was concerned they no longer existed, he just wished that they could have gotten Harry out of there sooner.
Maybe his friends had the right of it, Hermione hadn't been the only one not sleeping, he could do with a nap as well, Ron settled down on the floor his shoulder against the bed, resting his head on the bed next to Harry Ron closed his eyes and slept peacefully, happy in the knowledge that his best friend was going to be just fine.
I know that this isn't the best chapter and I did fall away from writing Harry's point of view, writing it omnipresent third person at least as far as Ron was concerned. Please review, I know it isn't the easiest thing in the world to do but it would really help me get over this writer's block. Please if you must tell me how awful my writing is please tell me why, make it constructive critizism rather then anything else, it really means nothing if it doesn't give a reason. And please most importantly keep you language clean and polite. Thank you everyone.