Chapter 7

Hermione was warm. She was safe. Slowly she opened her eyes. She could see the sunlight spilling in through the kitchen window. She went to get up and that's when she noticed it. Ron. He was lying beside her, one of his arms hugging her close to him. Her brain took a minute to process what she was felling. Is this why she had felt so safe last night? Had he been holding her since that officer had shown up? Hermione settled back down quietly, not wanting to wake Ron up. She wasn't ready yet. How long had she been waiting for him to realize something? She had loved him for so long and had been waiting for him to say something, tell her he felt the same, and here they were, lying beside each other, Ron's arm draped over her.

She closed her eyes and just enjoyed the feeling of his presence. It was only about 10 minutes before Ron too woke up. Hermione could tell he was nervous because he quickly pulled away from her. She pretended to be asleep as not to embarrass him. He pulled himself up into a sitting position and closed his eyes in thought.

Hermione "woke up" shortly after and sat up beside Ron. She decided to give Ron a few minutes to himself and looked around. George seemed to be in a deep sleep while Fred scribbled madly away at a piece of paper. Harry was talking to Ginny and they were both eating some toast.

"Ron," Hermione whispered, hoping to get some kind of response from him. He hadn't spoken to her since they had flown to Harry's. How long had that been? Seemed like ages ago. "Ron, are you hungry?"

Ron turned to her and nodded. Hermione couldn't believe it. She had been trying so hard to get him to talk to her and he was actually responding to her. She wasn't exactly sure what to do at first but she quickly came back to reality.

"Wait right here o.k.? I'll go and get something," Ron nodded and rested his head back on the wall. She smiled at him and made her way over to Harry.

Harry didn't seem to notice her as she sat down beside Ginny.

"He's hungry Harry. He's hungry," Hermione spoke.

"I'm going to see Ron. I'll be back," Ginny quietly stood up and looked at Harry as if Hermione wasn't even there. Hermione found it kind of odd they weren't noticing her. Harry nodded to Ginny and she went and sat beside Ron.

"Harry, what's wrong?" Hermione asked, realizing the grim look on his face.

"Something's wrong. Something is not right. Hermione we're not safe. Something is going to happen," he seemed to be in some kind of a trance and Hermione felt her insides grow cold. Harry had looked fine only minutes ago beside the fact he didn't seem to notice her. What was going on?

Suddenly there was an ear piercing scream from across the room. Ron was sprawled on the floor, blood flowing from his mouth. Ginny was screaming, her clothes splatter in the blood. Hermione suddenly got very dizzy. What the Hell. Ron! She turned to look at Harry and let out a loud scream. He too was covered in blood. It was everywhere. She put her hand on his shirt trying to see where the blood was coming from. Her head was throbbing. The blood wouldn't stop. Then she blacked out.