A/N: Hi people. I loved the review I got! Though I only got one I'm okay. Hope you like chapter two!
Previously: Ron shook his head, sat down, and picked up the paper. The front page was all about the war. The war. Ron's dream." Hermione we have to talk."
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"About what, Love?" Hermione asked sitting up.
"Well… umm… you see." Ron said a little lost for words.
"Just spit it out Ron!" Hermione said anxiously.
"I had an awful dream. It almost seemed real." Ron said getting up. "You had- erm, been, well, killed. I had just come home from work and you must've been putting the baby down for a nap. So any way I walked in and you were on the floor by the crib and the baby was taken by a death eater!" Ron said quickly.
Hermione gaped at him. "Oh Ron!" She cried. "That's awful!"
Ron hugged her tight. "What if this is like the dream Harry had when we were fifteen about dad!" Ron choked out.
"Ron I highly doubt it" Hermione said as her usual logical self.
Ron hugged his wife again. The door opened. Harry and Ginny came in.
"Hi!" Ginny said placing a bouquet of flowers on the bed side table. "How are you?"
"Okay." Hermione answered. "You, Gin?"
"Fine."
"Ron I think you should explain to our friends that dream you had." Hermione said to Ron.
"Yes, Ron, tell us." Harry said sitting down.
Ron explained what had happened. The four talked until the nurse came in and said visiting hours were over.
"Bye" Harry and Ginny said as they left. "Be back tomorrow to pick you guys up!"
Ron grinned. He and his family would be going home. Safely he hoped.
A/N: How was it? Not the best but hey it's 11:30 pm. Please as always R&R!