He watched her walk over to the tree and touch it. She dropped down onto her knees, he could tell she was crying. "HERMIONE!! NO!!" He could hear her screaming his name, he could feel the pain she was feeling. His heart was burning from the pain she was feeling for him. He started pounding his fist on the window, "Hermione, please look up, look up see me. I'm right here I'm not going anywhere. Please look up why don't you see me. Feel me! Feel me damn it I know you can." She didn't look up, she just sat there rocking on her knees, tears falling to the sidewalk beneath her.

He watched her sit there she was sobbing and there was no way for him to get to her. "I'm getting out of here no matter what I have to do." He knew he had to be strong for her and fight, she wasn't safe, she was hurting and he promised her long ago he would never make her hurt. Now he knew she hadn't given up on him, it was time to fight. He wasn't sure how, or when but it would be soon. He now had a reason to fight. He could feel her love pouring into him making him stronger. "First thing is first, I have to get my wand back from the ferret."

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"Feel me damn it I know you can!" Hermione heard his voice in her head. She could feel him she felt his love for her rushing through her body, though it didn't make her feel love. She felt everything but love, she felt anger and hatred towards his captors, she felt lonely because she needed him for life, and most of all she felt powerless because there was nothing she could do to save him and that was what she wanted most: to save him and have him back. "He's mine damn it, you can't have him, he's MINE!" her fists were pounding on the sidewalk her body shaking from the sobbing and the sadness and anger that was in her. Her hands were scraped and bleeding, her eyes swollen, her throat dry, yet she stayed there; her body rocking back and forth, tears spilling from her eyes. It was when she had cried so much she felt there were no tears left in her that she heard his voice again it was not firm an demanding as it had been the first time, this time it was soft, gentle and comforting, "'Mione, please go home. Go rest, you can't help me like this. Knowing you are hurting this way only makes it harder for me. Go home, be strong so I can be strong. Love me, remember our love, fill me with that love, make me strong."

Slowly she rose to her feet, bringing her hand to her mouth she kissed it and placed it over her heart. She closed her eyes for a moment, when she opened them she turned and began walking back to her house.

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Ron watched as Hermione walked away from him, he took his hand off of his heart when he could no longer see her. He had to find away to get his wand back from Malfoy, he needed it to go through with the rest of his plan and to get back to Hermione. Hermione. That was his first and only concern. He now knew more than ever he needed to be strong and fight. He felt the pain flooding back into his head and knew he had to lay down and rest, the how and when of his plan would have to wait.

As he lay on his mattress Hermione kept flashing in his mind. "I love you 'Mione. I'm coming back to you no matter what it takes. Be strong, please be strong for me." It was his heart not his voice that was pleading with her. He closed his eyes and allowed the dreams to come.

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She pushed the door to her house shut, and stared down at her hands. They were bruised and bloodied but she didn't care. She could have preformed a healing charm, but she didn't have the strength and couldn't help but think what is the point. She climed the stairs slowly and methodically carefully skipping the thrid step. She let her clothes drop to the floor and didn't bother putting her night dress on, it would take to much energy. She slid into bed and grabbed Ron's pillow and wrapped her arm's tightly around it as if she was hugging him. "Oh, Ron my heart needs to feel you again. Let me hear you one more time." She didn't speak the words out loud, instead she allowed her heart to speak them for her. She willed her eyes closed and drifted into a deep sleep.

His hands moving down her bare arms caused her eyes to flutter open. He was staring right at her, into her deep brown eyes and she into his blue grey ones. "Hi" she said a smile forming on her lips.

"Hello." his hands were still moving on her arm, her back pressed into him as he pulled her closer.

"Have you had a good night?"

"Not until now." He moved his other hand to move her hair away from her neck and began placing feathery kisses on her neck as the one on her arm began to slide down her thigh. As he did this a warmth filled Hermione's body. She placed her hand on his as it slid back to her waist, he lifted it to kiss it and stared at the bruised and bloody knuckles. "'Mione love, what's happened to your hand?"

"It's nothing Ron, I just scraped them a bit. Honestly"

"I will make them better." He took her hand to his mouth and began kissing it. Lacing their fingers together he let his kisses move slowly, gently, lightly up her arm. He moved back, letting her move to her back as he moved over her. Their eyes once again locked into each other.

"Kiss me Ron. Kiss me enough to last an eternity. Make me remember, so i'll always remember what your lips feel like on my skin."

He said nothing as he leaned his head down and let his lips speak for him. His kisses went from soft and tender to heated and hungry. He slowly made his way down her body, making sure his lips touched every inch her body had, ocassionally letting his mouth suckle her skin and his tongue graze it. He finally moved back up and kissed her deeply before begining to slowly and passionatly make love to her.

She lay with her head resting on his arm her hand on his heart. She could feel it pounding against her hand. "I love feeling your heart beat."

"It's beating for you love, it will always beat for you and only you."

Hermione woke with a start, she could feel the beat of a heart under her hand. She shook her head lightly as she turned and looked at the window. Sunshine greeted her gaze, she looked down at her hands and was shocked to find the cuts and bruises gone, it was as if they had never been there.

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A gentle pressure on his chest over his heart woke him up. He looked down and found his hand resting as if it were on top of another hand. He moved it and found a red mark where his hand had been, but it was far too small to be that of his own. He suddenly remembered his dream.

Her head was resting on his arm, and her hand upon his heart. It was nearly pounding out of his cheast, it still amazed him that just the simplest of touches by her could do this to him. Her fingers were now making tiny circles where her hand lay, she had turned her head into him and her mouth was moving over him on the other side. She rolled on top of him her mouth continuing to move over his body causing it to shiver from the pleasure she was giving him. She slid down his body planting kisses over the entirety of it. She came back up laying over him, kissing his neck, mouth, and finally moving over to kiss and nibble on his ear, something she knew he loved. She whispered in his ear between kisses and nibbles, "Do you want to make love to me again?"

"Merlin, yes 'Mione."

"Then take me, I'm all yours, always and forever."

Having been given permission he positioned their bodies so he was now on top of hers, he leaned down and kissed her deeply and began to make love her once more. This time it was not slow and passionate as it had been the first time, but quick and full of lust and fire as their bodies moved in unison.

He moved himself so he was laying on his back once more, her head once more on his arm and her hand once more over his pounding heart.

"I love to feel your heart beating." she whispered it, he could barely hear her.

"It's beating for you love, it will always beat for you and only you."

He shook his head as he went to look out the window, the dream was too real. He could still feel her warm hands on his body. The light from the window made him squint his eyes, he wanted to see her again; to feel her again. His need to fight was now more than ever reaffirmed, that dream was too real to just be a dream. He had to have that again, he needed her to live.

Ron's mind was swimming, he knew more than anything he needed to get his wand back so he could fight Lestrange and the other death eaters and hopefully turn them in. He had no clue as to how this was all going to happen. "Hermione, I wish you were here to help me out. You always know what to do." He walked back over and sat on his mattress with his head against the wall. He closed his eyes, trying to think when he felt a sudden surge in his heart.

"Ron, you've been trained as an auror what to do in this situation.You know how to get your wand back, all you have to do is remember. Your mind will tell you what to do. Remember."

His hand covered his heart he could feel Hermione speaking to it. "Your mind will tell you what to do." what did she mean by that he thought. Suddenly he remembered, one of the things he had been taught as an auror was mind control. He knew now exactly what he had to do.

Ron was amazed at how much he had let his mind forget about his past and his training. The daily torture he was forced to endure had aided in this, along with his belief Hermione had forgotten him and moved on. Now he knew she was still searching for him and needed him. All his knowledge came flooding back to him.

He knew Draco Malfoy had his wand and was certain he was flaunting this to his fellow death eaters. He also knew Lestrange would be coming to get him for his daily torture. He had to get his wand back before then, or else endure one more torture session and try to keep his mind shielded. One thing he knew for certain was that he would have Hermione back in his arms before the day was over.