A/N: HP does not belong to me...like we don't already know that.

Ronald Weasley's felt his heart beating out of his chest. Why didn't she answer the bloody owls, where was she? He sat there, his face pressed to the window, watching all the trees and greenery go and all he could do was hope. Hope they were okay. Hope nothing happened and that he was overly worried. Hope that the damned muggle train he was stuck on would go faster. Hope his wife and child were okay.

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When he found out he was at the Ministry, he was to attend a meeting with his father to go over the Annual Auror Evaluations. That's when it all started, waiting outside his father's office, hell had come back to haunt them all.

"Oh Merlin!!! There's been an attack!" A streak of red dashed towards him to what he would later identify as his younger sister.

"Gin, what happened? What do mean there's been an attack?" He had grabbed her forearms to keep her from sprinting; he could see the tears and fear in her eyes.

"They called all of us to the emergency ward......we......we.......we were told there was an attack at Hogsmeade.......Death Eaters Ron.......they got so many this time...........And...........Ron, Oh Merlin......." She was so overcome with cries that her phrases became shorter and shorter until she could only sputter a few words. This was not his sister, she was a strong girl, she didn't cry unless something was truly wrong. But when he could finally comprehend the next thing out of her mouth his blood went cold.

"Harry........the babies.......Hermione..........Merlin.......Ron they.....they went for your......your birthday present.......they went to........" He knew, she didn't need to finish, he knew.

They had not seen Death Eaters since Voldermort's death three years ago. He knew he was a fool for letting his guard down, but it had been so long. There had been too many smiles, too many laughs, too many moments where he let himself become vulnerable. And now he would pay the ultimate price, his family.

Ron went back to the St. Mungo's with Ginny. They searched through the massive amounts of victims and patients, both coming up with nothing. When Ginny started becoming frantic again he had to give her a lecture on being a healer first, that she was needed, and she found her Gryffindor courage. But he could not fault her. She was a wife and mother, and she could not find her family, he knew what she was feeling because he was going through the same thing.

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He sat in that train to her parents' home just thinking about nothing and everything. He could not owl them because of the muggle restrictions put in place after the war, but he had hoped she went there and that's why they couldn't them.

He tried to think positively, like she use to tell him to do during the war. "Think of everything that ever made you happy. See it in your mind, touch it, taste it, just do not let the sadness take you." So that is what he did, he thought about everything that ever made him truly happy, and each thought led back to her.

They had found Harry a few hours earlier. Harry had decided to take his children to Muggle London, he and Hermione were not having much luck, so they decided to split up. Harry said Hermione should have still been at Hogsmeade, but no one could find her. They owled their homes, the different offices that kept registry of victims, he felt as if they combed the entire country, but they could not find her. Now all forms of Wizarding transportation was ceased so the Aurors and Ministry officials could move quicker.

They were going to assign him, trying to make him do his job, but he refused and resigned. He chose his damn job over his family last time, and now look where he was. On a train praying he would find them.

Ginny told him they thought it be the perfect chance to get Ron his present and spend some time together. They are at work with each other EVERYDAY and were neighbors, but being best friends they always seem to enjoy each other when they could not be with their significant others. Ron was always jealous they still got to be together without him. But he knew he had job to do and did his best to not gripe.

Harry and Hermione were both professors at Hogwarts, and both on Holiday. Hermione insisted he take a week of Holiday with her, seeing as he not had one since he became an Auror. But he refused, "Hermione, it is the evaluation term, I am captain. I could not take a bloody week off NOW!!! How would that look?" They rowed, but in the end the Head Girl in Hermione won out, and they agreed he would try to take a couple days at least of Holiday.

'POSITIVE, BE POSITIVE' He closed his eyes, and saw Hermione.

She was wearing the pale blue dress that she only wore in the summer. He always loved that dress on her. It had tiny straps and flowed down to her thighs. It seemed like air to him, wrapped around her, following each of her steps.

He watched her, in her blue dress, sit down on his mum's old rocking chair. She grabbed the little bundle that had become the center of their universe. Her name was Elena.

They named her after Hermione's gypsy great-grandmother, the one who brought the large bushy curls into the Granger family. The little girl seemed to have inherited her mother's thick curls, but had the crimson hair to signify her Weasley ancestry. He loved his daughter; she was the proof that he and his wife were truly two bodies but one soul.

Elena Weasley, known to most though as Elly, was one year and seven months old. She had piercing blue eyes and smile that would light up anyone's day. He loved watching her and Hermione. Hermione would always read to her, and she always seemed entranced by any book. She would sit and laugh as her mummy would talk to her about everything. He loved most when they would stare at each other, just adoring each other or making each other laugh.

She spent her days with her two best friends and cousins, two year old twins Lillian Moll and Arthur James Potter. Being next door neighbors the children were usual stationed in either house with some grandparent or parent watching them. It's the way they had always pictured their children would grow up, with two sets of parents, Harry gave his children twice of what he had and Ron gave his child the happiness he was privileged with growing up.

They reminded Ron so much of when Harry, Hermione and himself were younger, a trio. Elly was younger than her cousin by a few months, but they were a few maturity stages high from her. They walked, talked and even went to the loo before her. But that did not matter. They would always wait for her, sometimes even take her hand, and slowly but surely she would catch up.

They were a good, happy family. And he let himself get too comfortable with that. He didn't watch them for danger anymore, didn't keep an eagle's eye on them. He felt once Voldermort was gone they could live in peace, but he was wrong.

He had married her a few months after they graduated Hogwarts. They were in the middle of a war, but it didn't matter. They had to be married, to make sure if one did not survive they would at least have that. He had prepared himself along time ago for her death in the war. But too much time had past.........too many kisses.........too many nights filled with passion and love..........if he lost her now...........he could live for her or for Elly...........but if he lost them both.............. He could not imagine his life without them...........because they were his life.

He thought of Hermione again, and started to hear her singing. Not real singing, but the singing she would only bestow on Elly and himself. A little muggle song her parent played when she was younger,

"Do you want to dance under the moonlight, kiss me my baby all through the night, Do you want to dance? Hehe....Do you want to dance my Elly?" he heard her laughing and singing, he heard both of them.

It wasn't just a memory, he could feel it. He knew where she was, where they were, and he immediately jumped out of his seat on the train fully intended to get to her. She was okay, he knew it. "I'm coming Mione."

There is one more chapter to this....I tired to make it a one-shot but it would be too long.......so if you want the next chapter REVIEW!!!!