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A/N: WOW! I have 103 reviews! Notice that it's not a 2-digit number! Victory Dance! Here's the continuation of the cliffhanger.

Last Chapter: "Don't die Hermione, don't die."

Ron still sobbed into Hermione's cold body. Her breath still rasped, but now it was more desperate and heavy. He looked into her face and saw her flick a small smile at him, before her eyes went blank, her rasping stopped.

Hermione Granger was dead.

From what seemed a great distance away, Ron heard himself let out a loud and anguished moan. It was the saddest sound he had ever heard in his life, including the time his grandfather had died and his mother had wailed and bawled like a small child.

Ron laid Hermione down on the powder like snow and put a hand on her forehead. It felt cold and lifeless. He felt his heart break in two.

Suddenly, he felt a great rush of sorrow and hatred build up in his chest. Liz and Jeremy came over to him and put a comforting hand on his shoulder. He threw them off and shouted, "Get away! Now!"

Just then, the gate to the arena swung open. Twenty or so death eaters stood in the way, each with their wand outstretched. Lucius Malfoy stood in the front.

"Only take Weasley and Granger." He hissed to the following masked men behind him. "Take him to the cargo cart. Lock them in and I want guards around them twenty four-seven."

All the death eaters began fighting their way through the sea of angry witches and wizards. They were stunning people left and right, including Liz and Jeremy. Soon, they had formed a ring around Ron and Hermione's body. One of the death eaters stepped from his place in the ring and began to walk towards Ron.

"Poor, poor Weasel." Said a mocking voice. "He can't even keep his girlfriend alive, never the less his family."

This caused Ron's anger to explode. No body insulted Hermione or his family. Not if he could help it.

It was over in around five seconds. Ron charged straight into the death eater, knocking him to the ground. Then he picked up the nearest stone held it above the death eater's face and whispered so only the cowering death eater could hear. "This is for Hermione!" and he slammed the rock onto the man's face. The death eater was knocked unconscious, his face broken. He was never to wake again.

"Flipendo!"

Ron was shot backwards and landed next to Hermione's body. As he recovered from the shock, he noticed the death eater he had killed. As his fellow companions pulled him from the circle, his mask fell off. It was Macnair.

"Take them away!" shouted Malfoy.

Two death eaters grabbed Ron by the arms and lead him from the ring, one followed holding Hermione's limp form. As they were led out, Ron glimpsed Liz and Jeremy, both with looks of shock on their faces.

A few seconds later, Ron was thrown into the same cargo cart they were contained in before. Ron hit the back wall, where as Hermione was carelessly thrown onto a nearby stack of hay. Then the door was slammed with a dull thud and all was silent.

Ron looked up and saw Hermione, blood from her back oozing throughout the haystack. Quite suddenly, with a horrible pang, Ron realized that he had seen this picture before, but not in real life...

Flashback

He was in a very cold place. As he looked through the room, he realized he was on what looked like a muggle cargo train. There were slits in the side of the train as if cattle lived there. Then in the far corner, he saw her.

Hermione was lying in a dark corner of the subsection of the train. Ron ran over to her. He turned her so she faced him on the bundle of hay she lay on. What he saw made him cry out.

She was pale, blood running throughout the hay, her hair a bloody mess. Her eyes were halfway open and her mouth was blue and lifeless. She was dead.

End Flashback.

Of course! This had been the dream Ron had had just a few weeks ago. If only he had looked into it a little more. Then just maybe, Hermione would still be alive. Unless-

Ron ran over to her frozen body. He knew what he had to do. Hermione had mentioned it a few years ago after Cedric Diggory had died. It was an old native spell to call back a loved one from the dead. Unfortunately, it wouldn't have worked on Cedric for he wasn't the member of a certain, a certain prophecy the spell had specified was the only way for it to work. But, Hermione was!

He recalled the spell on the page, glad that it did not involve a wand. He cleared his throat and began to recite:

Goduka, awkiano thyruonus lovans.

Takier togyn earaxn, frowi mey.

Revanse Hera,

Revanse Hera!

In a gust of sudden wind, Hermione's limp form was lifted from the ground. Ron ran back against the wall as she was slowly spun around in a swirl of red and white lights. The lights engulfed her for a moment, and then, it burst out so bright, that Ron had to shield his eyes. And then, all stopped.

The lights carried Hermione gently back to the ground, and lay her gracefully apon it once more. Then the lights flew into the air, turned around, and dived down into her heart. Her body jolted, and then, nothing.

For one horrifying moment, Ron believed it hadn't worked. But in a heartbeat, Hermione's chest began to rise and fall peacefully.

"Hermione!" he shouted joyfully.

Her eyes opened and she spotted Ron. Her eyes glinted and a large smile broke on her face. Ron couldn't wait anymore. He ran over to her and held her in a backbreaking hug, only pausing to kiss her lightly on the cheek.

"I thought I had lost you." He said as his voice broke.

"Not for long though." She replied grinning. Then with a slight laugh in her voice said, "Want to know what Heaven looks like?"

OMG! I wrote this and now I'm crying. I had a big debate with myself whether I should bring her back to life or not. But the story gets too boring without her. And just for those who are not as smart as I, lol, the spell that Ron had said meant:

God, awaken thy love. Taken too early, from me. Revive her, Revive her.

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