A/N:

I'm so sorry that it has taken me a while to get this next part written and posted but it was a combination of writer's block, damn computer not working and being too tired from work…

To my reviewers

Alien 726 In response to your review with you made a valid point I was not implying that Percy knew anything, but however Percy was 6 years old before the downfall of Voldemort and even at that young age would have known his parents were fighting against him, another point I was trying to make was Percy was spineless and couldn't bare being tortured so basically told the deatheaters what they wanted to hear – the result being he betrayed his own family. I'm sorry if this wasn't clear I do hope this has helped you understand where I was coming from a little better.

Harryginngluv4ever I'm so pleased your enjoying it!

Right enough talking from me and on with the story…

Part three: Compassion

After a restless night Ron finally decided that he wouldn't get anymore sleep and got up, chuckling to himself making a mental note that he shouldn't make this a habit. He stood up and stretched grimacing at the sounds of various bones cracking from sleeping, or attempting to sleep on a lumpy mattress, thank – god tonight he could sleep in a his soft warm bed at Hogwarts.

Ron padded his way across the room with the intention of going toward the bathroom, the air in the room shifted slightly and when silent. Ron paused as the temperature dropped around, then he saw her, laid strewn across the floor in front of the window, the morning light casting down over her blank staring hazel eyes, her ashen skin appearing almost blue in the sun's glow. Ron's breath hitched in his throat as he approached her. It was then he noticed the dark red almost black blood oozing from under her limp curls. Ron leaned a little closer to her.

"Hermione" he whispered in a chocked, strained voice. After receiving no reply he took a few more steps towards her and knelt on the ground a foot away. Stretching out a shaking hand towards her arm, his gaze travelled over her body and came to rest on her blank hazel eyes, his hand was mere inches from coming into contact with her when those vacant eyes snapped to look at Ron. He jumped up and stumbled backwards hitting his head of the bed post as he fell. Closing his eyes in pain. Heart pounding and breaths coming hard and fast, Ron sat there for several moments trying to compose him self, until he finally opened his eyes and she was gone.

"What the fuck!" Ron's eye's frantically looked around the room his was in, that was no dream where was she?

Ron was very quite on the journey to platform 9 ¾, in fact he had been quiet all morning, he couldn't figure out why he was having these dreams or hallucinations, maybe he was finally loosing his mind, who wouldn't after the past 5 years spent with Harry Potter. It was these times when Ron almost regretted meeting Harry, these moments never came often but when they did he wished that he was blissfully ignorant, to what the-boy-who-lived had to go through, like 90 of the students at Hogwarts were.

Ron and Ginny arrived at the station accompanied by members of the order. All of a sudden Ron was overcome by anticipation unsure of what he would find when he was reunited with his friends. He walked through the barrier to the station with Mad-eye Moody at his side. Once safely through he stepped to the side and waited for his sister. His parents had said goodbye to them at the Order HQ as they thought it too risky for them to make to trip to the station.

"Ron!" Harry was waving to Ron from a carriage window. Ron gave a quick wave back as Ginny appeared with Tonks. After a quick good bye to there chaperons they began to ease there way through the throng of Hogwarts students towards the carriage Harry was occupying.

"Harry Mate!" Ron said embracing his friend; Ginny gave Harry a hug and sat down.

"I heard what happened…How you guys holding up?" Harry said with pure concern playing across his face, Ginny looked away her face turning solemn.

"We're good thanks... it was a bit unexpected but moms glad we're going back to school. " Ron desperately wanted to get of the subject of his brother and the past 24hours so changed the topic hastily, which off course was notice by Harry but he choose to drop it.

"Harry Mate how come you never came over this summer?" Ron enquired

"Oh they thought I would be safer at the Dursley's" Harry said pulling a face.

"Oh I'm sorry mate I really am" Ron patted Harry on the back.

The door to their carriage slid open and Hermione slipped in, silently shutting the door behind her. She paused for a moment and rested her forehead against the cool glass. Ginny, Harry and Ron all exchanged glances until Harry spoke out…

"Err…Hermione?"

Hermione slowly turned around, to reveal to the others her dishevelled appearance. Tears were streaming down her face as she tried to stop the flow with her sleeve. A crumpled piece of parchment was clutched in her hand.

"Hermione what's the matter?" Harry said pulling her into a hug.

Hermione buried her face in her hands and her shoulders began to shake as she sobbed. The train began to move and Harry steered Hermione into a seat in between Ron and himself.

"Hermione what's wrong?" Ron whispered in a soft voice to her. Hermione looked at Ron through bloodshot eyes and was a unsteady hand gave him the piece of parchment she was clutching. Ron took it and unfolded it reading it through one, twice and then a third time. He eyes where filled with understanding.

"Oh, Hermione I'm so sorry" He said to her. He was a little taken aback when she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and cried on his shoulder. Ron stiffened a little feeling awkward, but after a stern look from Ginny he relax slightly and patted her back slightly and but an arm around her waist.

Harry and Ginny both look perplexed, then Ginny leant forward and took the parchment from Ron and quickly read through it and sat shell shocked, Harry then took it from her.

Dear Hermione Granger,

It is my regret to inform you that Victor was murdered late last night. It became apparent that Deatheaters were responsible for this tragic event. I know you were a close friend of his and you were fond of him. Nothing made him happier then to see you this summer. It just pains me that some one would do this to my son. He didn't deserve this, mark my words I shall do everything in my power to bring the prosecutors to justice. I thought you'd like to know from us rather then read it in a newspaper. I really don't know what else to say…

Ivailo and Kalia Krum

"Oh Hermione" Harry whispered.

"I ...I...only sure him last week" Hermione sniffed. Ron tightened his grip on Hermione. Suddenly remembering that they were required to go to the prefect's carriage. But he really didn't think they would mind terribly giving the circumstances, he just whispered to Harry,

"Do you think you could go the prefect's carriage and tell them that we won't be able to attend the meeting, tell them that Hermione has had some bad news" Harry nodded and left the carriage. He felt weird comforting Hermione but she needed him at this moment and he couldn't turn her away.

The train rolled into Hogsmeade station and Hermione had entered a illusory state and wasn't saying a word. They walked down from the train and walked to meet Harry and Ginny, Ron release Hermione from his embrace whilst Harry helped her into horseless carriage but as soon as Ron was seated she grabbed his hand.

"Don't leave me please" she whispered softly. Ron took hold of her hand and sat next to her in the carriage.

"Don't worry I won't" Ron replied. The short trip to the castle was silent.

The sky was cloudy when they stepped out into the crisp evening air, Ron in an attempt to break the uneasy silence resorted to the classic English conversational topic of the weather.

"Looks like it might rain tonight" Hermione didn't responded as they began to climb the steps to the Entrance Hall.

"Err… Harry I don't think Hermione is up to the feast tonight I'm gonna take her to the common room. Erm can you look after the first years the pass word is 'flobberworms' is that ok?" Ron asked quietly while surprise by his sudden need to protect, comfort and generally be there for Hermione at this time. But Harry didn't seem to mind Ron taking control over the matter and even Ginny was content in letting Ron be the one to comfort their friend.

"Yeah sure mate" Harry answered moving towards the Great Hall.

The walk to the common room took an age and they could hear the distance cheering from the great hall. Ron was half carrying Hermione up the stair and down the corridors.

"We're nearly there Hermione" Ron whispered to her.

"Flobberworms"

"Oh my you look dreadful my dear" the Fat lady positively shrieked, after a stern look from Ron the portrait swung open without another word to admit them.

Ron proceeded to guide Hermione into the common room and into a squashy armchair. He hovered for a moment and then knelt in front of her. Her hazel eyes were glazed over and downcast, her pale cheeks were stained with dry tears and her unsteady breaths could be heard. Fresh tears began to fall gracefully from her eyes. It broke Ron's heart to she her like this and he raised a hand to cup her cheek whilst his thumb wiped a tear away. Her eyes lifted and focused on Ron, there eyes locked, her gaze was almost pleading with him.

"I'm here…" He said as he felt him self drawn to her. Her moist lips part slightly in anticipation. Every fibre in his body was screaming at him that she was vulnerable and this was wrong, but it didn't stop his hand caress her cheek or his head incline towards her. Her eyes drifted and he was mere inches from her ready to kiss those lips which had tempted him for so long when the door sung open with a bang.

Ron jumped up and turned around to face a distressed Professor McGonagall. Ron looked as guilty as sin but McGonagall choose to ignore it and went to her prized pupil's side

"OH Hermione dear how are you? Ginny informed me on the recent events" her voice was soothing. Tears splashed down Hermione's Cheeks as she was embraced by her Professor and fresh sobs tore through her throat.

A/N

Hides from Victor Krum fansI'm sorry! but he had to die! honest it will all become clear...

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