She Will Be Loved
By: ladyaranella
Hermione and the boys danced the night away. Ron learned that his girlfriend was one of the best that there is. After four hours of dancing, laughing, and drinking contests, it was time for the Hogwarts students to go home. Curfew was a little bit later on Friday nights, due to the partying of the Hogwarts students. Hermione and Ron bid everyone goodnight and set off on their own so that they could have a little alone time. As they were walking, Hermione said, "I had a really good time tonight Ron." Ron blushed and said, "Me too. I have never had anyone to share that with and now that I have you, I can show you what I like and you can show me what you like. Maybe next time you can be the planner. You are good at that type of stuff anyways.
Ron then swept Hermione off her feet on a breath taking kiss. "Oh!" was all Hermione managed to get out. Hermione and Ron were passionately snogging when somebody pulled Ron away from Hermione. He heard a scream and realized it was Hermione. "Ron! HELP! Its Death eaters!! RUN!!" Ron struggled to get up but someone was holding him down. "Hermione! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" and he blacked out.
Ron awoke in the hospital wing oh Hogwarts two days later. He had been hit with the stupefy curse twice. It was a miracle that he was even alive. People of his age usually did not survive things like that. "Ron. Ron. RON!!" Harry shouted getting his friends attention. Ever since he woke up, Ron had been in a daze; always asking if there had been any news of Hermione, calling out for her in his sleep, and so on. Harry stood over Ron waving his hands. "What Harry?" Ron asked. "Mate, are you alright?" Harry asked. Ron gave Harry a murderous glare. "Oh yes! I am bloody perfect. I was attacked by Death eaters, Hermione was captured, I've been passed out for two days, PLUS, there is no sign of Hermione anywhere!! What would you expect Harry?"
Ron sat up in his bed breathing hard. He swung his legs over the side and reached for the clothes on his night stand. "Mum, must have brought these," he muttered to himself. He yanked the hangings around his little "recovery" area closed so he could change his clothes. He quickly pulled his shoes on muttering the whole time about how nobody cared about Hermione and that they were just sitting around, waiting. Ron marched out and headed towards the door to the hospital wing.
"Where do you think you are going?" Harry asked, jumping up from his chair. "To find Hermione. I'm not going to wait for her to show up. Bloody hell, Harry. What would you do if someone took Ginny?" "I would go look for her and kill the person who took her," Harry answered menacingly. "Exactly," Ron stated, "Plus, if you didn't I would have to kill you, and Fred, and George, and Bill, and Charlie." Harry looked absolutely terrified and he said weakly, "Ron, lets go find Hermione."