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Hermione Granger sat on the cool, green grass. Ron, her boyfriend who had just recently woken up from the Hospital Wing after the Final Battle, sat next to her. They had just graduated from Hogwarts, and were now spending their summer at the Burrow with the remainder of the Weasley family, Harry, Luna, Neville, Remus, and Tonks.

Hermione grabbed Ron's hand as she thought about those three days when he was unconcious and near death. He had been hit with a minor killing curse, but he had lived through it, if only because he had done it to save her.

"I'm not going to leave you," Ron whispered. After a near death experience, he had matured. He was still fun loving, but he was nore serious too.

"I know," Hermione whispered as her eyes welled up with tears, "But you were so close, and I..." she flung her arms around her boyfriend as she cried into his shoulder.

"Hermione, I promise I'm not going any where," Ron soothed as he rubbed her back.

"But I was just so sad, and scared, and it was so painful. Because I love you, and I didn't want to, I couldn't, loose you," Hermione muttered, her tears slowing down, but still falling.

"I love you too Hermione, and my love for you saved my life," Ron replied, "I was scared too. And it hurt, bloody curse hurt so much. Not only physically, because it's meant to make you see all the bad things that happened to you, and all I saw was dad.." his voice broke as he rattled off the names of the brothers that died, "And Charlie, and George, and Ginny, and Percy. I never got to apologize to Percy." Now the tears were running down both of their faces. It was so painful to remember the people they had lost. They finally understood how Harry felt. They finally knew some of his pain.

"I couldn't loose you," Hermione replied, "It would hurt too much, it would...I would just give up."

"I know," was all Ron could get out.

"I can't think about it, I have dreams about it and I wake up in tears. And..." Hermione stopped. Harry had been through all of this, everyday of his life he had felt pain, every single day. And she had scolded him for being sorrowful, she told him it would be alright. How could she have been so stupid?

"Harry," Hermione breathed, "He went through al of this. He's beent hrough all of this so many times. And we didn't know, we didn't understand his pain."

"Hermione," Ron replied trying to calm her, "It's okay, he didn't want us to understand, he never wanted us to understand."

"I still don't," Hermione confessed, "I feel pain, but it will never amount to what he feels everyday. His pain...I pity him."

"He doesn't want pity," Ron said firmly, "And I'm tired of giving him things he doesn't want. I'll try to understand, and I'll be his friend. I'll do what he needs me to do. I'll be there for him like he was there for me when Ginny and dad died, and after the Final Battle while he sat in the Hospital Wing all day. I'll help him get through his pain, as he has helped us get through ours."

"And I'll help you ge through your pain," Harry aid from behind his two friends. They smiled at hims as he sat down, though their smiled were painful and sad, they were real smiles. And they knew they could over come it. They were the Golden Trio, they could overcome anything, as long as they were together.