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Just Friends? :: Chapter nineteen - Hermione

She'd been avoiding Ron for days. She had gotten an owl from home; it wasn't an ordinary owl. Not at all. Her parents wanted her home, out of Hogwarts. There had been a mysterious Muggle death. Her parents thought it had to do with the world her daughter was involved with. She didn't know how to tell Ron she had to leave.

She was walking up to her dorm when Ron's familiar arms wrapped around her. She stiffened.

"What's wrong, love?"

"Nothing..."

"It's your parents, isn't it?"

"How did you... ?"

"I just had a feeling."

"I have to leave school."

"Leave? Why?"

"There was a Muggle who mysteriously died at home, and my parents figure it has something to do with wizarding world."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I have to leave tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?"

"Yes." She hung her head.

"It's okay."

"No. No it's not. I can't leave you." She choked back tears.

"It'll be okay, I promise." He said, hugged her tighter.

"Can we go to your room to cuddle?"

"What?" He asked, surprised.

"I just-"

"Are you sure you're okay? I promise you that I'll always be here," he said as he took her hand and covered her heart. That did it, she melted. She kissed him like she never had before. It was passionate, it was hungry, it wanted him.

"Mione, you are truly intoxicating."

"You should talk." She said breathlessly.

xXx

Hermione woke up in the arms she loved. Never mind she had broken a school rule, probably two. But she didn't care a this point. What had woke her was the catcalls.

"Way to go, Ron!" Dean cheered.

"Score for Weasley!" Seamus added. They failed to notice both of them were fully clothed.

"Shut it." Ron said, closing the curtains around his bed again.

"Who are you, love?"

"Nervous."

"It's alright."

"I love you, Ron," she said as she burrowed into his chest.

"I love you too."

xXx

Hermione had not preformed magic in weeks. Her mother had locked away all of her Hogwarts things.

"We're only doing this out of love." her mother told her.

She scoffed, "Love? Sure."

"You could have been killed there at that school. Whatever killed that man could easily kill you."

"I would have been fine! I can handle myself!"

"You're only sixteen! I don't think you can take care of yourself!"

"Did you ever stop and think that I would have been fine? That there was someone at Hogwarts who would never let anything happen to me? That there was someone there who cares about me enough to give his life for me? Someone who loves me just about as much or maybe more than you?" She was furious, he voice was shrill.

"It's that Ron boy, isn't it? The red headed one?"

"Yes. Ron loves me."

"And you love him."

"YES! Is that so wrong?"

"He's a wizard." Her mother said calmly.

"Why are you so against this now? So what if he's a wizard?"

"Because you could be killed!"

"Oh please!" She ran up the stairs to her room. There was a series of thumps and slams. She wasn't angry, she wasn't furious, she was livid.

Suddenly, there was a pop in her thoughts.

Hermione?

Ron? Is that you?

Yes. Are you alright?

How are we talking?

I'm an empath.

That's how you knew about my parents.

Yeah.

I miss you.

I miss you too.

They're upset.

Your parents?

Yeah. Because of you.

Me?

Not YOU, but that you're a wizard.

Ooh. A little iffy still, aren't they?

Yeah.

Oh love, I'll come get you.

How? When?

Just be patient. With another pop he vanished from her mind.

"MOM! Please! Let me go back!"

"You could be killed!"

"Ron and Harry would never let anything happen to me! Hogwarts is the safest place in the world!"

"Sure it is. You know, they can't be around you all the time."

"Please," she was crying now, "I only have one more year."

"No. End of discussion."

xXx

Wake up, love.

Ron?

Yeah.

How are you?

I'm okay, what about you?

Missing you.

I know.

When are you coming?

Be patient.

Okay.

A few weeks passed with no word from Ron. Mr. Granger, on this particular day, got an owl.

"Owl? This must be for Hermione." Although, when he took the letter from the owl, he saw it was for him, "For me? Who would send me an owl?"

Dear Mr. Granger,

You have never met me, although Mrs. Granger has. I'm Ron, Hermione's boyfriend.

"Boyfriend? She never told me about him..."

I know that you took her out of school for fear of her safety. I love your daughter, very much, and would never let anything happen to her. I know that Harry would never let anything happen to her either. You see, your daughter is very safe here. We all dearly miss her and want her back.

Sincerely,

Ron Weasley

While both of her parents were at work, she went through the week's mail.

"Oh, what's this?" Her eyes widened as she read the letter, "Ron? Wrote a letter to my father?"

Her eyes flew over the parchment again.

"Oh wow."

Ron? Please Ron...

Nothing.

Come on!

Nothing.

RON!

What is it, love?

The letter.

Did he get it?

Yes.

What did he say?

I'm not sure. I didn't see him open it.

Oh.

You didn't have to, you know.

I told you, I'm getting you back.

Let's just see if it changes his mind, okay?

Okay. I love you.

I love you too.