Hermione's POV
It had been a week since Ron's death but Hermione was still unable to function. Everywhere she went she was reminded of him. Of his walk, and his smile. Of his carefree personality, and his ever present laughter. Staring at the pile of books in front of her she knew that she had to move on, it was time to. She looked at the huge stack of books on her desk, and pulled one out, it was "Hogwarts a History." Looking at the book, she remembered first reading it, on her journey to Hogwarts. She had first met Ron on that train; she smiled, remembering that small dirt smudge on his nose. She had been such a little priss then. Pulling out the book, she noticed a letter fall out. Hermione was written in a scratchy handwriting across the front. Hermione, grabbed the letter, she slowly opened it. Where had it come from she thought?
Dear Hermione,
I'm so sorry, I couldn't tell you. I'm alive. Where I am I can't tell you. It's a secret. I'm on a mission with the Order. But you can't tell Harry. Harry can't know!!! Otherwise he'll come looking for me, and he could die. I love you so much. I'm sorry I had to hide this for you. But it was for the best. I love you Hermione…
Ron XOXO
Hermione stared at the letter…What!!! Alive!!! He couldn't be. She reread the letter at least ten times. Finally she believed it, crying, she couldn't believe it. How could Ron hide something that huge from them? Then she remembered. That last night…their last night together before he had left she remembered what he'd said. She remembered his warm words, his perfect lips. 'I love you. I always will. Wherever I am.' This was what he had met.
How could he do this to her though! Suddenly Hermione felt a surge of anger. He had hid this from her. He had made her believe that he was dead. He could be dying right now, and he didn't have the decency to tell her what was going on!!! He could be dying right now! Hermione stopped in thought. All anger disappeared as fear took its place. A mission with the Order…those missions were dangerous. Often time's members died. Or even worse!!! They were tortured!!! Tears began to form once again, as Hermione sobbed herself to sleep.
Harry's POV
Ron…his best friend. How could he have died? The Weasley's had been like his adopted family. Ron had been his brother. His best friend through thick and thin, since he started Hogwarts. The worst part about all of this though, was the fact that it was all Harry's fault. Those dementors, those death eaters, had been there trying to get Harry. He just knew that everything would have been fine, if he was just a normal kid, maybe Ron would still be alive today. Tears formed in his eyes. Now he really had no one to go to. What did he have to live for? He felt like killing himself right at the moment. Everyone that met something in his life was gone. The only person he had left was Hermione his secret crush since the moment he saw her at the winter ball, a few years ago. She had looked so gorgeous at that moment. Then and there Harry had known that he loved Hermione. There was just no way he could have asked her out, without ruining the friendship, so therefore, Harry had resisted his temptations. But when Ron asked Hermione out at the end of last year, Harry had been secretly crushed. He had known that there was no way that he could break up the relationship, between his two greatest friends in the world. Even if he wanted something more…
He hadn't seen Hermione for days. She had stayed locked up in her dorm room, refusing to come out. Harry had become really worried about her. However, now was not his time to make a move for her. Ron had just died; the mourning period would be several weeks long. But then, Harry could maybe make his move.