Jump When I Jump

BOOM!

Another explosion. The door rattled.

"Do you think they'll find us?" Hermione asked.

"I dunno. Keep quiet." Ron replied.

They were sitting amidst moldy coats and forgotten galoshes in a tiny closet on the second floor of the Headquarters. Something was happening, they weren't sure what. They had been ushered into the closet by Mr. Weasley, who was muttering something about the Death Eaters. They had heard at least six explosions and seven screams since.

Load up on guns
Bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's overborne and self-assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word

Hermione was sniffing in the corner, hidden by a black trench coat. Ron started to crawl over to her, then fell on his stomach as another explosion shook the house.

"What is going on out there? Are we going to die, Ron?" Hermione sniffed.

"No, I don't know." Ron muttered. He could see a sliver of her pale face in the dark. He wiped her tears away with his thumb. She smiled weakly but appreciatively.

"Where's Harry?"

"I don't know."

"What do you think is going on?"

Ron hesitated. What he really thought was going on made him sick to his stomach.

Hello, hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, hello

He put an arm around her comfortingly. She leaned on him. For a moment, Ron froze.

I've wanted to hold this girl for seven years, but I've always hesitated, and in a time like this I act so freely.

He closed his eyes for a minute.

With the Lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now entertain us
A mulatto an albino
A mosquito my libido
yah

Her warmth was resonating. It consumed him wholly. Without a moments hesitation, he found her lips in the dark. She kissed back.

Her love was a gift, and he accepted it blindly.

I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end

He felt hot tears clinging to her cheek. But instead of breaking away to cry, she only kissed him harder. She wouldn't let go. He drew breath in a dry hiss. He ran his fingers through her hair like he had always wanted to. This was his dream now, nothing real, nothing tangible, just mist.

Hello, hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, hello

"Do you love me? Do you love me?" he asked in between vicious kisses.

"I do." She replied, grasping the back of his neck.

"Then trust me." He broke away, grabbed her hand and threw open the door savagely. She screamed bloody protest but he had her in a death grip.

With the Lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now entertain us
A mullato an albino
A mosquito my libido
yay
Bridge-

Using all his five senses Ron could never completely decipher what he saw. It was bloody chaos; death and life and wind and rain and ice and fire; all of everything and nothing there.

Bodies lined the hallway; he didn't stop to identify them. They passed one that might have been his father, but he couldn't tell. It might have been Lupin just as well.

They had just gotten to the top of the staircase when the floor began to crack.

And I forget just why I taste
Oh yeah I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard it's hard to find
Oh well whatever never mind

If either of them screamed neither of them heard it. The blood was pumping much too noisily to make anything heard. They stopped for a split second and watched the cracks widen and expand. Ron knew then what they had to do.

"JUMP, HERMIONE!" He bellowed. "JUMP!"

Hello, hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, hello

As the house split in two, they hurled themselves off the ground and past the stairs. They flew through the air and fell, perhaps to death, but it was better than what they were facing otherwise.

They both hit the ground with the sickening thud and got a mouthful of dirt each. When Ron looked up, Hermione was lying in a twisted heap beside him. He almost started to weep when he saw that they were still holding hands.

"Ron." She whispered. He pulled her up and they looked at the ruins behind them.

With the Lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now entertain us
A mulatto an albino
A mosquito my libido
A denial

"You trusted me." Ron remarked, staring at the ruins.

"I've always trusted you."

"Then trust me when I say we're not alone."

Slowly, with wands out, they walked away from the house and began the journey back to Hogwarts.