Disclaimers: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters.

A/N: In answer to a reviewer's question, I decided to write a little more on this, to tell you what happens to Ron.


Seeing Ron

When Harry woke up at the Burrow, he could hear a hushed conversation going on in the kitchen and moved Hermione gently off his shoulder so he could get up to go see what was going on. When Hermione's head was off his shoulder he heard her mumble a few words, and only caught the last few.

"...don't die, please Ron, we love you..."

Harry looked down sadly at Hermione's sleeping form. He got up slowly and walked quietly to the kitchen. When he looked in he could see Sirius, Tonks, Remus, and Minerva. When he walked into sight, they all fell silent and looked at him with sad eyes.

"How is Ron, Professor?" Harry asks Minerva McGonagall.

"He's alive, but in a bad state. They didn't know if he would last the night. They let me see him once, and I couldn't tell anything. We still haven't heard any news this morning." She says in a quiet tone.

"Will we be able to go see him today?" He asks with urgency.

Minerva hesitates before answering. "Well... yes. But you sure you want to see him?" She asks kindly.

"I've never been so sure of anything in my life Professor. He's my friend. He's like a brother to me." Harry says heatedly.

After a pause, she says, "Very well. I'll bring you and Miss Granger to see him this afternoon."

Harry nods his head and goes back to Hermione who's just waking up.

"Harry," Hermione mutters with tears in her eyes. "Can I talk to you?"

"Sure," Harry says quietly and gently lifts Ginny from Hermione's arms and lays her down on the couch. He grabs Hermione's hand and puts his other arm around her waist. He pulls her outside and they go sit in the backyard.

"I'm scared Harry," Hermione starts.

"It's ok Hermione. So am I," Harry tells her to reassure her.

She nods and starts talking again. "Last night, when we arrived here, I was so frightened what we would find. I thought we wouldn't find anything. Then when I was sleeping I had a dream about Ron. In it, he didn't make the night. Then I saw the funeral and we were asked to saw a few things about Ron. Harry, what if this wasn't a dream at all? What if this actually happens?" Hermione asks, her voice trembling.

"It won't Hermione. We're going to see him this afternoon. I'm sure he'll be just fine," Harry says, trying to calm his friend's fears as well as his own. He had a similar dream last night as well. The rest of the morning, they sat on the grass together, thinking of Ron.

When it was time to go, Sirius went out to the two teens sitting on the grass.

"Time to go, you two," He tells them and walks back to the house. They slowly get up and head to the house.

"Harry grab my arm firmly, Hermione, you know where were going." Minerva tells them when they walk in. Harry walks over to Minerva and grabs hold of her arm. He apparates double with Hermione apparating beside them a minute later. They then walk into St. Mungo's and walk up to the Reception Witch.

"Which ward is Ronald Weasley in?" Minerva asks the witch.

"Ward 24, third floor," She tells them in a bored tone and goes back to filing her nails.

They quickly climb the stairs to the third floor and walk quickly down to ward 24. They walk in quietly and see two of 4 beds occupied. The first bed, they see a sleeping witch that looks to be about the same age as Ron with an oil slathered on her arms. They can just make out multiple scars, and Hermione clings to Harry's arm. They then look at the occupant of the next bed and see Ron. His face is very pale and looks lifeless. Hermione let's go of Harry's arm and walks silently up beside Ron's bed.

"Ron," She whispers so quietly that Harry barely heard it. She puts her hand on Ron's cheek and tears start falling down her face. Ron's eyes flutter open at Hermione's touch, and he looks around.

"I shouldn't be here," Ron mutters, not wanting anyone to hear him. Hermione caught what he said though.

"Of course you should be here Ron. Why shouldn't you be?" Hermione asks in a kind voice.

"Because my family is dead. I should be with them, not here," He says angrily. Harry walks up and looks Ron in the eye.

"What about Ginny, Ron? You would just leave her there, all alone?" Harry asks.

"Ginny wouldn't be alone. She has so many friends, she wouldn't miss us,"

"What do you mean she wouldn't miss you? She was crying her eyes out on my shoulder last night. I didn't have the heart to tell her what you did. She misses everyone terribly Ron. Don't be so selfish, and think of your little sister," Hermione says sternly.

Just then a medi-wizard comes in and hurries to Ron's side.

"You finally woke up. It's an improvement," He says with a small smile on his face. "I'm sorry, but you'll have to leave now." Before Hermione and Harry turn away, a look of undersanding comes to Ron's features.

Harry catches Hermione's hand and pulls her to him. He then puts his arm around her waist and walks towards the door. Before they can walk out, the witch in the occupied bed looks over at Harry and Hermione.

"Bye Harry," She says in a small voice. Harry looks quickly over at the witch and sees it to be Lavender Brown. Before he can say anything, a buzzer goes off by her bed. Her eyes flutter closed and medi-witches and wizards rush in the room. One of them ushers them out and tell them to return another time. Hermione and Harry meet up with Minerva in the hall and they proceed back to the Burrow.


A/N: Well that's the end of this fic. Hope you liked it! I hope you also go read my other stories as well and tell me how I did on them. I'm also planning on writing a fic on how Lavender got to be there. If you have any ideas, they would be appreciated.

And that's all she wrote,

Sexi Silver