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Pieces of Me
Chapter Two
. . .
Hermione jerked awake, tangled in her covers, tears streaming down her face.
Her first thought, Shit
She laid her head back down against her pillow and stared up at the ceiling, wiping her eyes.
It seemed so real.
Calm down, Hermione. It was just a dream...or nightmare.
She untangled herself from her covers and rose to sit at her desk.
She saw Voldemort. He was going to kill her.
His eyes, cold and heartless, stared into her own.
"Worthless Mudblood," he had muttered.
"AVADA KEDAV-" He pointed his wand at her.
"NO!" Ron managed to shove her out of the way
Voldemort finished the Unforgivable Curse. Harry who had been fighting off Malfoy, looked up in horror, and ran towards him.
"RON!"
The curse hit.
Hermione looked up at the bright moon, scared.
. . .
Ron rubbed his face hard, staring at the ceiling.
He was crazy, or stupid thinking it was real. He got up and walked to the kitchen, getting out the milk.
He thought back to his dream.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
He was killed by Voldemort. He felt the pain. He remembered what it felt like. It couldn't have been any ordinary dream.
Then he thought back to Harry and his "dreams."
"Bloody hell." He was again rubbed his face. He had to make sure she was ok.
Getting out ink, a quill, and some parchment, he wrote her a short note.
Hermione,
First off, sorry it's so late. And second...are you alright? Stupid question...of course you are. You are, aren't you? I mean well...just reply. Please. Say anything. "Ron you stupid, git!" Anything. Just say something.
Ron
He quickly tied it to Pig, and sent him off. Glancing at the clock, that read 2:22am, he mentally slapped himself.
She's gunna hate me for this.
He didn't care, as long as she's ok.
. . .
Hermione flipped through the television channels, curled up on her chair, not really noticing a thing on. She liked the brightness of the screen.
A tap on her window made her jerk her head towards it, she only saw Pig. Quickly, opening the window, and grabbing Pig. She opened the note, scanned it quickly, and smiled.
It's like he read her mind.
Ron,
I'm perfectly fine.
She debated on whether telling him about the dream.
I'm fine as in...safe. But I'm not ok. Don't laugh. I had sort of a...nightmare. It's...confusing so I'm not going to go into it. But it's weird? You writing me and all...
Hermione
She quickly sent it back, and sighed, watching Pig fly away.
It's really weird...
. . .
Harry hardly ever sleeps anymore. He was sure it wasn't Dudley's loud snoring coming from the other room. He knew exactly what it was.
He didn't cry for Sirius's death. It worried him. Was he just not sad enough?
It couldn't be it. He was sad...and very angry.
Ron had sent him a letter shortly after summer started, saying how they were back at the Burrow, and he wanted him to come and stay. He delayed his reply, finally saying that he would come, but later.
. . .
Finally! He really was beginning to worry. He grabbed Pig and took out the note.
Laugh? She thought he would laugh at her? He wanted to hold her, kiss her! Anything but laugh. Maybe she had forgotten about their kiss.
Then he thought horribly that maybe she didn't like the kiss...
Hermione,
Good. I mean good as in your safe. Laugh? I would never laugh at you! Maybe snicker here and there...
He needs to see her.
So, do you want to come stay here later? Uh with Harry?
As much as he would love for her to come stay with him alone...Harry needed them.
Uh well you probably are really annoyed and tired right now...so you don't have to reply now. By the way...what did you make on your O.W.L.S? I...passed everything.
Sweet dreams,
Ron
He was hoping, she'd take the time to reply tonight.
Thirty minutes later, he got the reply.
I passed, too. And Yes! I want to stay. I'll dream of you, if you dream of me.
Hermione
He especially loved the last part.