A/N: Well...is everyone liking this story? Don't you just want a Pierre of your very own! I know I do.
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Your Night-13
By: Silver Ice
Hermione apparated to the Chudley Cannons changing rooms to find them desolate. "Ron!?" She called, just to be sure he wasn't there. When silence answered her call she decided to go to the Burrow. With another 'pop' she apparated to the Weasley home.
The house appeared to be empty, but Hermione heard Mrs. Weasley's voice from the kitchen. She walked quickly through the halls and saw that Mrs. Weasley was serving hot tea to a very disheveled Ron. From what Hermione could see he was unshaven and his shirt was unbuttoned, untucked, and wrinkled.
Hermione felt as though she'd fallen in love again. She smiled before looking back at Mrs. Weasley, who met her gaze. Mrs. Weasley's mouth dropped in shock, and then she smiled.
Neither spoke, leaving Ron the opportunity to talk. "Mum, where the hell is she? What if she doesn't come back?" He questioned in desperation.
Mrs. Weasley turned back to Ron. "Honey, of course she'll come back, I mean, she'll probably just walk into the house when you least expect it."
Ron frowned, "Why won't that damned Department of Mysteries tell me where she went? I could find her Mum! You know that I could!" Mrs. Weasley did not answer. Instead, she patted Ron's back before walking away from him and to Hermione.
She embraced her daughter-in-law to be and then made her way out of the kitchen.
"Dammit," Ron cursed in frustration as he clenched his fist angrily.
Hermione chose this time to speak. "You know, you should really watch your language. No cursing in front of children and ladies now," Hermione said.
Ron stiffened before turning and whispering silently, "H-Hermione?" Hermione smiled warmly before Ron enveloped her in a hug. "It's you, you're really here!" Ron exclaimed, hugging Hermione lovingly as he spun her around.
"Oh Ron, I've missed you so much. I thought about you every day," Hermione said, gazing adoringly into Ron's eyes.
"Where have you been?" Ron asked, halfway expecting an answer.
Hermione shook her head apologetically before mumbling, "You know I can't tell you."
"It's okay. All that matters is that you're home and safe." Ron said, before stoking Hermione's check.
"I love you," Hermione whispered.
"I love you too," Ron answered, drawing up Hermione's chin before kissing her passionately.
Hermione sighed in contentment as they parted. "Oh I've missed that," Hermione exclaimed, causing Ron to laugh at her quietly.
"Oh I have too," Ron mumbled, lightly kissing Hermione's nose.
Hermione smiled before yawning widely.
"Tired? Do you want to go home?" Ron asked as a second yawn escaped Hermione's lips. At his comment Hermione suddenly remembered that Pierre was at home.
"Ron! There's someone you have to meet," Hermione declared in excitement.
"You've managed to meet someone in the time you've been away?" Ron asked, suddenly suspicious of who this 'someone' could be.
"Come on, you can meet him!" Hermione said, as she took her wand from her pocket.
"Him?" Ron asked. Hermione frowned and Ron shrugged before they apparated.
"Pierre!" Hermione called as she walked through the house. There was no answer and when Hermione found him he was still sleeping on the couch in front of the fireplace.
"Pierre," Ron repeated, "so you were in France!"
"Maybe," Hermione said with a mysterious smile. She took a seat on the couch Pierre did not occupy and Ron quickly followed.
"Okay, I still don't understand how you managed to meet this man," Ron said.
"I can't tell you much, all I'll say is that he was a guard," Hermione replied, leaving Ron with more questions than he'd had before.
"I don't' understand why the Department of Mysteries insists on keeping everything so damn secretive." Ron declared with an angry huff.
"I'll be able to tell you more when we're married, but for now you'll just have to wait." Hermione explained, leaning against Ron. He twisted a strand of her hair and held her close to him.
"As long as I have you, Ministry business can be left aside." He said, glancing at Pierre in curiosity, but keeping his questions to himself. They could wait until Pierre awoke and told his story.
"Pierre, it's breakfast time. What would you like to eat?" Hermione asked, gently shaking Pierre to wake. He had slept through the night.
"Wha-Hermione?" Pierre asked as he slowly began to awake. He stretched and realized he wasn't in darkness in front of Hermione's cell. He was lying on a plush couch in a warm and bright room.
"Did you sleep well?" Hermione inquired as Pierre sat up slowly.
"Yes. Thank you." Pierre answered, remembering the escape and coming home with Hermione to London.
"What am I making Hermione!?" Ron called from the kitchen. Pierre jumped in alarm at the sound of his voice.
"Don't be worried Pierre, that's just Ron...my fiancé." Hermione explained.
"Yes, I remember his picture," Pierre said, realizing for the first time that Hermione really was in a serious relationship.
"Well then, what will you be having for breakfast?" Hermione asked again.
Pierre thought for a moment before replying, "The same thing you're having."
"Are you sure?" She asked with a raised eyebrow. Pierre nodded and Hermione smiled. "All right, I'll call you when it's done, then you can meet Ron." Hermione said before retreating from the room.
Pierre sighed before standing up and stretching. Suddenly, however, he shrieked and feel to his knees, clutching his stomach in pain.
Hermione and Ron dashed to Pierre's side, both simultaneously asking, "What happened!"
"Nothing, it's just my stomach. It hurts like hell," Pierre exclaimed, pulling himself onto the couch and lying back down.
"You must be hungry, I'll bring you breakfast!" Hermione said, dashing into the kitchen. She returned a moment later levitating three plates filled with eggs, bacon, and sausage. "Here you are, now eat!" Hermione demanded, giving both Pierre and Ron a plate.
"Thank you," Pierre whispered quietly. He turned his gaze from Hermione and looked curiously at Ron. Hermione caught his gaze because she quickly began to speak.
"How rude of me! Pierre, this is Ron Weasley. Ron, this is Jean-Pierre Dorian," Hermione introduced.
Ron offered his hand and Pierre shook it. "A pleasure to meet you," Ron said with a friendly smile.
"Yes, it's a pleasure to meet you too," Pierre said, offering his own smile before beginning his breakfast. He finished eating and expected to feel better. When he stood, however, a pang of pain shot through his stomach and his head.
"Still feeling sick?" Hermione asked as Pierre sat down again.
He nodded. "I don't know what it is. I felt fine yesterday," Pierre explained.
Hermione felt his forehand in concern and gasped when she found it to be warm, "You're sick all right. I don't want you moving from this couch! I have some Muggle medicine you can take, and I'll get you a bottle of water."
"Thank you, but really, you've just come home! The last thing I want you doing is catering to me!" Pierre said, feeling guilty with all the attention she was giving him.
"Nonsense! Your health is at risk! I can't just leave you to your illness!" Hermione said, leaving the room to get some medicine leaving Ron and Pierre together.
"So, you helped save Hermione?" Ron asked cautiously, not sure how to begin conversation with the mysterious French man.
"Yes. She helped me more than I'll ever be able to help her though," Pierre insisted. He tried not to think about Hermione with Ron. He tried to clear the image of them ever kissing from his mind. His tries failed and he felt his envy of Ron steadily growing. The tall, unkempt, boy had Hermione. It was something Pierre would never be able to claim to. His thoughts were interrupted by Ron's hand waving in front of his face.
"Hello? What kind of guard were you?" Ron asked for the third time as he finally got Pierre's attention.
Pierre was spared from answering when Hermione reappeared in the room. "Hear we are now, I knew I had some Flu medicine," Hermione said, holding a bright red box.
"Is that safe?" Pierre asked, suddenly panicking as Hermione brought the box closer.
"Of course it's safe! Think of it like a potion that Muggle's use," Hermione explained, opening the box and handing two pills to Pierre. She also handed him a bottle of water.
"What do I do?" Pierre asked as he took the pills and the water.
"Swallow the pills," Hermione said. Pierre looked skeptical at first but did as she commanded. When nothing happened he was confused.
"Now what?" He asked.
"Now you wait until the medicine takes affect," Hermione said, amused at Pierre's lack of knowledge on Muggle medicine.
He nodded before drinking more water.
"Would you like anything else to eat?" Ron offered.
"No thank you, I'm fine. I think I'll just lie down for a few minutes, I'm feeling very drowsy," Pierre said, leaning onto the couch that he'd spent the entire day on.
"Okay, well Ron and I are going out. We have to inform family and friends that I've returned," Hermione said, "we'll be back before dinnertime."
Pierre wanted to exclaim that he wanted her to stay with him, but instead he smiled and said," You guys have fun."
Everyone said their farewells and Pierre was soon sitting alone on the couch. With as much strength as he could muster he stood and walked through the hallways to the small room Hermione had said was the bathroom. He shuddered at the nausea that he felt, and tried to determine how he'd fallen so ill.
He knew one thing for sure, the virus that was attacking his body couldn't be stopped or helped with any Muggle medicine.
A/N: Duhn duhn duhhhhnnnn! Yes. That is the end of the chapter. I hope you guys like the little Ron and Hermione finding each other agian. ;) Next Chapter they'll go and meet up with all the other Weasley's and you may find out what's going on with Pierre....maybe. Now...please review!