A/N: Interesting…no one has submitted a possible candidate for Ron. I was worried that I wasn't clear about it. I need help deciding who Ron should marry at the end of the fic. So I was thinking that if you clicked the little review button on the bottom and submitted a name, that character would be in the running. Maybe this way you guys can have who you want as the pairings because if it was up to me I would just make up a character and that's no fun is it. So yeah if you think he should marry Luna for instance you type Luna. Easy as pie….wait how can something be easy as pie? That doesn't make any sense. Oh well. Thanks for the reviews guys. Katrina you're so sweet. Keep up the good work on your story. Preciousonee, yeah I have always wanted Harry and Hermione to be together so I have been planning this to be a HPHG fic. I did have fun on my trip, very relaxing but I am glad to be home. Islandgirl-11, sorry to confuse you Draco was put in there to stir everything up. I always wanted this paring (H/H) but for some reason it is not a popular one. I am glad you were not offended by my mean girls joke Elenrod. No McGonagall and Snape do not kill Voldermort. I wouldn't do that. I do want to say that McGonagall has to be my favorite Hogwarts teacher, hands down. I love the way she acted in OotP. That's all for now I think. My A/n's are getting too long now a days….I talk way to much.

Chapter: Discarded feelings and a basket of food

Hiding from Voldermort did not sit well with Harry. He felt like such a coward. Instead of standing up to him, he quivered in the corner.

I am such a coward. I should go back…but Hermione.

The statue moved and Hermione walked out holding a covered basket.

I smiled at Harry. "Dobby was very gracious."

I noticed the look in Harry's eyes. "Harry…Harry what is wrong?"

"I am such a coward." His eyes were glued to the floor.

"What?! You are not a coward."

"Yes I am! I hid instead of fighting him. I left McGonagal and Dumbledore to take care of everything. What if they die, it would all be my fault."

"Harry, you did stand up to him, McGonagal and Dumbledore don't want you there. It is safer if you stay at Hogwarts."

"But they are in trouble because of me."

"You-know-who is afraid of Dumbledore. I don't think much fighting will go on."

"I must go back."

I put the basket on the ground. "Harry."

He looked away.

I grabbed his wrists. "Harry listen to me. Dumbledore is a powerful wizard. He can take care of himself."

Harry hung his head. His glasses began to slide off his nose. "I must…"

"Stay, Harry don't go. You might get hurt if you go back. Please stay here."

"I am the boy who lived. I have met with him before and I can do it again."

"Please Harry don't go."

"I must go Hermione."

Tears began to swell in my eyes. I buried my head into his chest. "Please, please don't go. I love you Harry and I don't want you to get hurt."

Harry put his hands on my back. "I can't sit around and do nothing."

I continued to cry.

"I am sorry Hermione. I love you too, but I must fight him. I am the one he wants and his death eaters killed Sirus."

My tears soaked his shirt once more.

He pulled me off of him and began walking away. I sobbed into my hands. I quickly gathered my basket and ran up the stairs toward the Fat Lady.

Ron sat in bed. Crookshanks attacked his feet. He laughed. His color had returned so that meant he had gotten better. He heard someone walking up the stairs.

"Who's there?" His voice had returned to normal.

I poked my head in the door.

"Hey 'Mione, how was Hogsmeade?"

"Bad. Very bad. Voldermort returned." I walked in the door.

Ron shuttered at the sound of his name.

"Really Ronald you act like a baby."

He threw me a nasty look. "Where is Harry?"

I paused. "He went back to fight He-who-must-not-be-named."

Ron sat up straight. "Are you serious?"

"Yea…"

"Blimey...has he gone mad?"

"I hope so."

We laughed but it quickly died away.

"What's in the basket?"

"Ooh, I got dinner for Harry and I but Harry left. Want some?"

"Do I?" A large smile spread across his face.

I smiled and walked over to his bed. I sat by his feet and started to unpack the basket.

"Where did you get all this?" His mouth began to water.

"Dobby." I began to hand Ron some food. Crookshanks jumped up onto the bed. I fed him a few pieces of meat.

"Thanks 'mione."

I smiled and then took a bite. I chewed as I thought about Harry. "Ron? Do you think we should go and help him?"

"Hmm, he is our best mate…yes. But after we eat."

I got off the bed and pulled him out with me.

"Hey, Hey, HEY!"

I turned back and looked at him.

"Let me get some pants on first."

I began to laugh.

Ron turned the color of his hair.

I turned around and waited for him to dress.

Pleas be okay Harry. Please be okay.

"Okay ready." Ron moved some of his long hair out of his eyes.

Without responding I turned toward the door and walked out of the room.

Ron put his hands in his pockets and followed me down the stairs.

Harry approached the hotel once more. His cheeks were flushed and he was breathing hard.

Tonks and Lupin were waiting for him.

"Wha-What are you guys doing here?"

"What do you think Harry? Do you think the order would sit and twiddle their thumbs knowing Voldermort was close by?"

"No…but why are you guys out here and not fighting in there?" He angrily thrust his finger toward the door.

"Because of you…" Tonks twirled her wand between two fingers.

"Me?"

"We knew you would come back after you made sure Hermione was safe." Tonks said as she picked up the wand she had just dropped.

"So are we going in now?"

"If we wanted you to fight, why would we be waiting here to stop you?" Lupin raised his eyebrow.

"But I am supposed to fight him, I am the one he wants."

"That may be true but we don't want to have a 16 year old boy have to destroy such a powerful wizard by himself."

Harry grit his teeth. "So you won't let me in there?"

"It is better for you to stay out here."

Harry began to get angry and then punched the wall, splintering the old decaying wood. Tears of frustration began to fall down his cheeks. "I am such a coward. I should have fought him when I had the chance."

"Hary, Dumbledore and the rest of the order are taking care of it now. It was best that you did not fight him."

Tinks lifted her head and directed her eyes toward him and no longer the ground. "I know for a fact that you were not hiding from You-know-who. You were protecting Hermione weren't you?"

"Yeah, I was."

Tonks smiled and then Lupin placed his hand on Harry's shoulder. "You see Harry, sometimes the bravest thing to do is not fighting at all."

"How can that be brave?"

"What about you mother? Wasn't she brave?"

"Yes…"

Lupin cut him off once more. "Your mother protected you, she did not fight him. She pleaded but she did not want to put you in danger. So…"

"She protected me even though it would cost her, her life."

"That's what mothers do." Tonks rested her arm on Lupin's shoulder.

"What I am trying to say is that protecting Hermione instead of fighting You-know-who was brave."

"And knowing when to fight and when not to fight is a noble thing." Tonks winked.

Harry stood before them defeated. "I guess you're right."

Tonks smiled and Lupin grinned.