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Chapter 19:

The Knight Bus zipped around the corner, flinging Miranda and Harry to one side of the bus, their faces squashed up against the window. Stan Shunpike had been staring at the couple oddly.

"She's a Muggle."

Harry raised an eyebrow. "Yeah. Is that a problem?"

Miranda nudged him. "Don't worry about it," she whispered.

"Sorry Mr. Potter. Just observing. Besides, what are you doing out of school anyway?"

Harry was a little surprised. Surely they must be looking for him even if he had told them not to. He sighed. "I'm sort of taking some time off." It came out a little fiercer than he had wanted.

Stan raised his hands in defence. "You don't need to tell me your story. We just offer our services to those who need us."

Harry lay down on one of the beds and felt his eyes close.

Ron saw Harry raise his hand to his forehead, wincing. Voldemort had to be near. Ron had never actually faced Voldemort before, but he knew the signs.

"Well, well, well." He heard Voldemort hiss. "If it isn't Mr. Harry Potter."

"What do you want?" Harry asked.

Ron's eyes darted around, noting how many Death Eaters that were surrounding them.

A girl came barging through the door.

"Crucio!" Malfoy screamed.

The brunette he had come to love crumpled to the ground. But he had no time to react. Malfoy had spotted him. He was ready to attack.

"Expelliarmus!" Ron yelled. Lucius' wand clattered to the floor.

Malfoy roared in anger. "You little good for nothing boy. I'll kill you, and then all the members of your poor, destitute family."

Ron felt his cheeks go red, though, for the first time, it was not in embarrassment, but anger. "Don't you DARE talk about my family that way!"

Malfoy gave him a sinister smile. "And what are you going to do about it?"

"Accio wand!" Malfoy yelled. His wand came flying into his hand.

"Ron!"

Ron jerked his head around. He saw Harry lying on the ground, his shirt soaked in blood.

"Watch out!"

Turning back around to take heed of Harry's warning, he came face to face with Malfoy.

"Crucio!" A jet of light came out the tip of Malfoys wand, but Ron rolled aside, thanking the numerous hours of Quidditch over the summer that he landed without so much as a bruise.

"Ow," Ron muttered in his sleep.

Hermione looked up from her Charms textbook and went over to him. She placed a hand over his and held it.

"What's going to happen to us, Ron? What's going to happen."

She brushed a tear away from the corner of her eye and sniffed. She truly loved him now and she was scared of losing him. The thought of it...

Stop it, Hermione, she told herself. She had to stop thinking negatively.

Sighing, she got up again, only to feel Ron's hand tighten around her own. She sat down again, watching his face.

"Hey, it's ok."

Ron's eyes fluttered open. Seeing her, a smile appeared on his face.

"Hey," he whispered.

"Bad dream?"

He nodded. "The worst." He propped himself up and pulled her into a hug. "I love you," he murmured.

Hermione smiled, tears coming to her eyes. "I love you too."

"What happened?" she asked, once the moment was over.

Ron avoided her gaze.

"Ron?" she prompted.

"It was more of the other dream. The beginning. Or before that. I don't know."

Hermione looked thoughtful.

"I'm scared 'Mione. Really scared."

Hermione tried a smile. "I know. So am I."

"Will you promise me something?" he asked.

"Mmm," she murmured.

"Promise me that no matter what happens, you won't get involved."

Hermione pulled herself out of his arms. "What?"

"Please?"

"No, Ron. You know I can't do that."

He looked her, then looked away. "I don't want to lose you."

Hermione sighed and settled back in his arms. "Ok," she whispered.

Ron kissed her head, somewhat satisfied, but knowing that they both knew that she didn't mean it.

"Ron?"

"Mmmm?"

"Will you promise me something?" she asked.

"What?" he asked softly.

"That no matter what happens, you won't get involved."

Ron smiled, sadly. "Yeah. You and me, Harry's best friends, avoiding going to rescue him. Yeah."

Hermione snuggled into his arms. "I couldn't bear to lose you," she whispered.

"Nothing's going to happen to me. Nothing's going to happen to us."

They both closed their eyes, and let sweet sleep overtake their worries.

Ginny stepped into the Common Room, hearing the portrait swing closed behind her.

She smiled sadly to herself when she saw her brother and Hermione snuggled up in front of the fire.

Harry, where are you?

"Harry, wake up."

Harry woke up to Miranda's persistent shaking. He yawned.

"Harry, we're there." She paused. "Though, I'm not sure where 'there' is..."

"This," he said, as he got of the Knight Bus, "is The Burrow."

Well, that's chapter 19. Can't really say how many more... but I think I'm nearing the end... Please R+R! Sorry, again, about the slow update...