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Making Memories

A/N: This is just the beginning. Throughout the whole story the scenes change between the characters' stories. To make it easier to read…(1) is when it's Ron and Hermione, (2) is when it's Harry and Ginny, (3) is when all of them but one (who is conspicuously absent) are together, (4) is when all of them are together…

I got the idea for this story from the song by Keith Urban "Making Memories of Us." It's a great love song and if you have never heard it you should. I may post it later. Please review and let me know if you like it. Enjoy!

(1)

Hermione looked at him with tears in her eyes. "I just don't know what to do. I've never… what am I supposed to do?" Ron looked at her and pulled her into his arms.

"I'm sorry," he whispered as she cried on his shoulder. "I don't know what to say to make it better. I wish I did. I'm sorry, 'Mione. I'm so sorry." After a few minutes of tears she jumped out of his arms.

"I really need to get my homework done…"

"Homework? Now? I'm sure the teachers will understand. I mean, your mum just—"

"No. It's fine. I need to get it done. I have a whole scroll due in two days and I'm nowhere near being finished."

Ron stood there watching his girlfriend, the woman he loved with all his heart, ignoring her confusion and pain. "Well, ok…but I'm here if you need to talk. I promise. Anytime you need anything, Hermione, just let me know." She kissed him on the cheek and took a seat at a desk in the Gryffindor common room. Ron watched her as she began to work. She needed him and he was going to be there for her, he would show her how much she needed him.

(2)

Ginny was sitting under the oak tree in the front courtyard. Harry saw her sitting there from across the campus. He didn't know why he felt so nervous around her. It had only been lately that he realized he was watching her more, thinking about her more…he just wanted to be near her.

"Hi, Harry. How are you today?"

"I'm good." He smiled at her.

"Would you like join me for lunch?" she asked, smiling. He sat down beside her. He sat there taking in every word that she said. He remembered when he first met her. She could barely look at him without blushing, let alone talk to him. Things had changed. She grew up. She dated a few people but Harry always knew she was the one he wanted. He always knew it but never said it aloud, there was always something that got in the way.

But here he was now, sitting beside her (a custom he had done many times) but it was different. Like they were the only two people in the world and he couldn't help but feel that she could feel it too.

(3)

"How's Hermione doing? She never this late for a class," Harry stated cautiously in Potions class.

"I don't know. I haven't seen her since before lunch. I hope she's handling all this. You know how she is about—"

"Potter! Weasley! Come here now! Bring your things!" Snape snapped to the boys. There was a hush across the room. They had done it now. Snape hated when people disrupted his class, especially during an important lesson. He especially hated Harry. They were definitely in for 50 points each.

"I assume you know better that to talk during my class," Snape lectured opening the classroom door. Harry and Ron walked through it. "I would have you no less than to be dismantled from the Quidditch match as well as take some points from Gryffindor but I did notice that there was no whispering to Longbottom today by Miss Granger. I don't recall seeing her in the Great Hall for lunch either and considering the circumstances, perhaps the two of you should find her," He said with a fierce glance, as if that the worst thing he'd ever do in his life.

He turned toward the door and opened it. " I will expect to see you both for detention for a week as well, starting tomorrow."

As the door closed, they heard the voice of Draco Malfoy. "Professor, where did Potty and Weasel go? Why did you only give them detention? How many points di—"

"Quiet! Or you'll join them!" Professor Snape yelled again as Malfoy's mouth fell. Harry told Ron that Dumbledore must have told all the teachers of Hermione's situation. Snap would never have acted as he did if the orders hadn't come from Dumbledore himself. They made their way to their room to get the Marauder's Map to find Hermione. She was alone in her room—the only place they couldn't go. "What now?" Harry asked Ron.

(3)/(1)

"Of course I'll help you," Ginny said. "Just write me a note and I'll take it to her." Ron looked at her dumbfoundedly. "Well, you can't go in. Boys aren't allowed. But there may be another way…" Ginny knocked on the door. "This is for you," she said, handing Hermione the letter Ron had given her.

"Mione, are you all right? I have been worried. We are all worried. Now, look out the window. Yours always, Ron"

Hermione went to the window and saw Ron dangling in the wind on his broom. "Hey. Here's one way to see you." Ron joked. "Are you busy right now?"

"Not really," she said. "Why? What's goi—"

"Good! Meet me downstairs in five minutes." Ron said, flying off.

(2)

Harry found Ginny sitting under the tree, their tree. His parents' tree. "Hey Ginny."

"Oh, Harry. Hello. Want to sit?" she asked.

"Uh…yeah. No. Actually, I-er- I just wanted to ask you a question."

"Need another favor? What is it?" she asked.

"No. It's not a favor. Its—do you want to-er…uh…go out. On a date. With me?" he stammered, feeling unusually nervous. She sat there for what seemed like an eternity before replying with a somber "What?"

"Do you want to…er…will you go on a date with me?" he repeated.

"I got that part," she laughed. "I don't—"

If you're going to say no," Harry started, "then tell me and I'll pretend this just didn't happen."

"And if I say yes?" she asked, taking him off guard.

"If you say yes then…wait. Yes? You will?"

"Yes. I would love to," she smiled, making his heart skip a beat.

(1)

"Where are we going, Ron? Will you just tell me?" Hermione asked her boyfriend anxiously.

"No. It's a surprise. We're almost there though so close your eyes." He put her hands over her eyes and led her to the center of the meadow. He sat down the basket he had prepared and laid out the picnic blanket. "Ok. Just one more second…all right. Open your eyes."

(2)

"Hi," Harry said when Ginny appeared before him. He had a whole speech ready but when he saw her it came out as "Are you ready?" She's obviously ready, you git, he thought.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see. I promise it'll be like nothing else. It will require a bit of flying." Harry handed Ginny her broom and they took off, flirting in the air as they went. Then soon landed in a clearing in the woods. There were lights and music playing in the area around.

"Wow. This is beautiful. You were right; this is nothing I've ever seen before!" Ginny exclaimed.

(1)

"Oh Ron! This place is amazing! Look at that over there!" She said pointing to the bees that played along the riverbank. "How did you find this?" She asked, giving him a kiss.

"Hagrid. He told Harry and I about this place a while back. See that over there?" He pointed to the outline of a cabin where only the outlying structure remained. "That little cabin used to be a dwarf house but they left years ago. This isn't all; I brought you lunch, too, since you missed it."

"Thanks, Ron." Hermione said smiling, "I'm really hungry."

(2)

"So, what do you want to do first?" Harry asked Ginny as she looked around.

"Let's do that!" she smiled and pointed to the Ferris wheel. They climbed on and it started up. "What exactly is this place?"

"It's a Muggle thing. It's called a carnival. They have them for fun sometimes only they are a bit different and usually bigger. They are operated and built by Muggles but I reckon these are run on magic," Harry explained.

"How did you know this was here?" Ginny inquired as the wind blew her through her hair.

"Well, Sirius told be about it a while back. He said it my father, Lupin, Wormtail and him used to come here when it was in town."

"Ooh! Look Harry! You can see Hogwarts from up here."

(1)

"So, have you talked to your dad?" Ron asked Hermione when she cuddled up next to him.

"Not today. But he said she wants me to stay here—unless things get worse. She can't die, Ron. She can't." Hermione said looking up into his eyes. "I don't know how to do this. I've never lost anyone. I don't—I don't think my dad will survive this."

"I know, Mione. I don't know what to say to make you feel better but I'm here for you Mione. I'm always here for you," he whispered soothingly.

"It's a horrid disease, you know…cancer. Muggles only get it. It eats away at you from the inside until you…"

"Mione, she won't die okay? Just believe it."

"But what if she does Ron!"

"Mione, if she does…if…we'll deal with it together. I'll be here for you. I'll always be here for you." He said, taking her in his arms as floods of tears flowed freely from her eyes.

(2)

"I had a great time tonight. Thank you for taking me, "Ginny said as she laid beside Harry under the tree. The stars were glistening above them in the night sky.

"Thank you for coming with me. I wasn't so sure you'd say yes." Harry admitted.

"Why wouldn't I say yes?" Ginny inquired as she looked at Harry.

"Um…well, why would you? I mean…I'm me and you're you and you haven't exactly been, we haven't exactly been…er…I didn't think you…"

Ginny laughed. "I actually understand that. I never thought you were even going to ask me…ever."

"I wasn't either," he admitted.

"If it matters, I'm glad you did." Harry smiled at her. "Me too," he whispered as they stood to walk to Gryffindor tower.

"I hope you don't take me rude but why did you wait so long to ask me out?"

"Honestly?" Harry deliberated, looking at her sparkling eyes. "I have no idea."

"Well, I like you anyway." She gasped when she realizes what she said. "I mean, it's all right…that you waited." They walked in silence for a minute. "Thanks for the this." She was referring to the gigantic stuffed unicorn she got from the carnival.

"Your welcome, even though you were the one who won it," Harry reminded.

"It was your money, after all. Goodnight Harry," she said giving him a kiss on the cheek when they approached the Fat Lady's portrait.

"Goodnight Ginny." Harry said. As she turned to walk away he whispered in her ear, "Oh, by the way, I like you too, Ginny. I have for awhile and everyday I spend with you makes me know it more." Then Harry walked away into the guys' dorm as Ginny stood behind him, unicorn and broom in hand.

(1)

Ron and Hermione walked back to the school, hand-in-hand. The day was changing into night and the sky around them had turned into a brilliant shade of lavender as the light went to sleep in the darkness. "Thank you, Ron. You really are the best. And I can't believe that Professor Snape just let the two of you go like that."

"It was pretty strange," Ron said as the two of them sat on a nearby bench. "Mione, I know this is hard but we're all here. If you ever need me or anyone…we're here."

"I know. I really do," she smiled at him, still holding his hand. "I think I'm going to go up to bed."

"Mione, wait…I love you," Ron blurted. "I love you so much."

"Ron, I love you, too." She smiled and kissed him.

(4)

They were all sitting in the Great Hall chatting away at breakfast. When the owls flew in with the post. Hermione received this morning's Daily Prophet and opened the paper to the front page and began to read. She had been her normal self the past two weeks.

"So, Harry," Hermione started, "Ginny told me all about your date."

"Wait…you went on a date with my sister?" Ron asked.

"She did? What did she say?" Harry asked, trying to stay calm.

"She said she had a great time…" Hermione began, not looking up from the paper.

"How did I not know you took Ginny on a date?"

"She said you took her to a carnival," Hermione continued, "I love those. Though, I have never been to a magical carnival…showed me the unicorn you got her. He is making a racket, so it's hard to not notice."

"Where was I when you went on this date?" Ron questioned, still trying to catch up in the conversation. "Why didn't you tell me you took Ginny out, mate?"

"She said you were cute when you were all nervous. She really loved it, Harry. I don't know the last time I saw her smile so much. She really…"

"Will you just hold on a bloody second!" Ron yelled. For the first time during the conversation Hermione looked up from her paper and Harry looked directly at Ron.

"That's better! Bloody hell! You two make it hard to get a word in. Now, when did you take Ginny out? Where was I? Why didn't I know? What is a carnival? Am I living under a rock or something!"

"Ron, it's not that difficult. Harry asked Ginny out and they went the same night we went to the meadow. So, you were at the meadow," Hermione said

"And I didn't tell you because I didn't know whether or not she'd say yes and then we were doing all that work for Snape and I didn't get around to it, mate. Sorry," Harry explained.

"Oh. Ok. And what's a carnival?"

"Oh, Ron. I'll explain it later." Hermione groaned.

"And Ginny had a good time; but I knew she would. Are you going to ask her again?" Ron suggested.

"I was going to."

" 'Was'? Are you still?" Hermione asked.

"Probably. We haven't really had a chance to talk about it," Harry answered quickly.

"Oh," Ron said. "Ok. I'm glad I'm caught up."

"Not as much as I am," Hermione muttered under her breath to Harry.

"Hey! Be nice. It's not my fault; Fred and George dropped me a couple times when I was a baby, you know. I blame it all on them," Ron joked.

"It's not all their fault," Ginny said as she walked up and sat down at the table across from Harry." You can't blame them for the rest of your life."

"Yeah, yeah." Ron looked at Hermione. "Hey, Mione, we have to go to that thing soon right? Maybe we should get going."

"Right. Right the thing at the place. Right. We should go. See you guys later," Hermione said as she and Ron left the table.

Ron stood behind Ginny. Ask her now, he mouthed to Harry and left.

"You don't have to, you know." Ginny said abruptly only seconds after he left.

"Have to what?"

"Ask me whatever you were going to ask me. I love my brother but subtlety is not his strongest suit," Ginny laughed.

"I was going to ask you before he did that. Don't let him fool you, he really has no clue sometimes," Harry joked. They both laughed. He loved her laugh. "So, what are you doing Saturday? Do you have any plans for Hogsmeade?"

"Not really any yet."

"Would you want to spend a bit of time with me?" Harry asked.

"Sure. I reckon I could." She smiled.

(3)

A letter came later that night. The owl post dropped one in Dumbledore's room, one in McGonagall's and one in the girl's room in Gryffindor tower. Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore met a short distance outside the Fat Lady's portrait. "Did you get one of these?" Prof. McGonagall asked Dumbledore frantically.

"Yes I did. You must wake her and tell her. We will get her on the next train to London, immediately." Dumbledore commanded.

"But she can not go alone. She will not be able to when she reads this. Who shall we have escort her?" McGonagall questioned.

"I will do that now. Go, we have no time to waste." Dumbledore said. The two entered the common room in Gryffindor tower and went separate ways.

Within seconds Dumbledore reached the boys room at Gryffindor. "Ron. Harry. Wake up. You are needed."

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"Professor McGonagall? What are you doing here?" Parvati Patil asked sleepily as she opened the door.

"There's no time!" she said when she rushed by to Hermione's bed. "Miss Granger…Hermione! Child you have to wake up."'

"Professor?" Hermione whispered as she sat up in the bed. "What's going on? What's wrong?" But then she saw it; there was a letter sitting on her nightstand. She reached her hand her to the letter and grabbed it off the table lightning-fast.

She ripped her hand through the envelope and pulled out the letter on the inside. "Hermione, you need to get to London as soon as possible. I'm sorry to say things have gotten worse with your mum. I really hate to pull you out of school like this but there is no choice. I also sent post to the headmaster and the head of Gryffindor to let them know what was going on. I hope I send this correctly; I've never used one of these owl posts…anyway, give me a ring when you receive this and let me know when you are coming. Try not to worry darling, I'm sure it will all be all right. I'll see you when you arrive. Love, Dad"

"I have to go!" Hermione jumped out of the bed. "But you know that. What about all the schoolwork I'm going to miss? This won't be good; I'll be behind…"

"No, you won't. All the teachers will be informed. I'm sure the headmaster will have a plan. And there's really only two weeks left until the Christmas Break. I'm sure he'll let you know. Get your things ready; we have to meet them in Dumbledore's office," Professor McGonagall said.

"Them?"

(4)
When Hermione and Prof. McGonagall arrived. Ron, Harry and Ginny were sitting in the room looking tired and worried. The portraits that were usually sleeping were wide-awake, though they said nothing. Hermione took a seat beside Ron as Dumbledore began.

" I'm sure you're wondering why they all are here?" he asked Hermione. "It is good to have friends who can support you when you need them and you certainly have them. It is unfortunate that this is happening but we promise that this school will help you in any way we can—the entire school. I have arrangements made already, that you will catch the train that leaves here for London. Hagrid will take you to the train station and he should be along anytime now. I have a telephone waiting to call your father on.

"As for the schoolwork, it is almost the break so you will fortunately not miss much, but you will miss it. I have instructions waiting for all teachers to give me the assignments for the remaining weeks and I will send them to you directly. Any work you have that you cannot do without magical instruments will be sent to you and done in the basement of your house. I have already spoken to your father about that as well. He was up for anything to make sure you did well," Dumbledore finished. "Do you have any questions?"

"No. May I phone home now?" Hermione asked.

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The snow was falling from the sky when they walked outside to where Hagrid was waiting. Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall were talking to Hagrid. Ron pulled Hermione close in his arms. Hagrid pulled away from the other two.

Hagrid smiled at Hermione. "I'll be missin' ya in my class and don't worry, ya won't be missin' much." He threw her bags into the back and opened the door for her. Then he grabbed another bag and threw it in the back. He jumped into the carriage, followed by Harry and Ginny. "All 'ight Dumbledore, we'll be back." Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall waved as they took off.

"Are you all coming with me?" Hermione asked.

"No," Harry said. "But we are riding with you."

"Whose suitcase is that?"

"It's mine," Ron said.

"Yours? But I thought—"

"We're all not going, just me. Dumbledore and I thought it'd be a good idea if you weren't alone. So, I'm going with you, until you come back," Ron told her. She looked like she was ready to cry. "Well, I couldn't leave my Mione all alone with this. Plus, I don't have to see Snape for a month." Everyone laughed. Hermione was glad he was coming. She had a feeling she'd need him.

A/N: I hope you liked part one. Part two is coming ASAP. Please let me know what you think of it. And if anyone has any ideas of some things that Ron will have to learn when he's in the muggle world (i.e. Cooking, using the phone..etc) let me know. I'm looking for ideas. Thanks.