Announcement: It's been almost two months since I have updated. I have a very good reason for this. My computer got infected with bad malware, and I couldn't access it for the longest time. We waited for a friend to do it, but he wanted to "wipe everything out", so instead, we took it to a close friend of ours and he fixed the problem without "wiping" my computer out. SO! After nearly two months, I am back and updating this fanfiction. I am so sorry that it's been this long, I didn't expect it to be this long, I just hope everyone still wants to read this fanfiction.

In the future though, I might do more pairings like "Fraco" - FredxDraco (probably a one-shot), and "Guna" - GeorgexLuna.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does.

"How long do you think it's been, do you reckon?"

"I don't know, probably about two months, close to three."

"Bloody hell, she's been like this for almost three months?"

"Yes she has, Mr. Weasley. At least her wounds are all nearly healed. But.."

"But what?"

"She has might have brain damage from the blast."

Silence.

"We will know of her full condition when she awakens. Do not worry about it, Mr. Weasley. Nothing bad can happen to her anymore, she's in good hands. Not to mention you have been here the whole entire time she has been like this. I'm very surprised and pleased, the other family members never stayed too long like you have - are you her significant other by any chance?"

"No, I am not. I'm the older brother of her boyfriend - the one who enters the room, sees her and leaves suddenly. Yeah, he's her boyfriend."

"Ah, excuse me for asking. I was just curious is all, most significant others stay with the injured, but.. I guess he can't handle the sight of her?"

"No, he can't. He hides his feelings, but at times I can hear him sobbing."

"He should visit her for a night."

"He should, but won't come alone. Anyway, I'll go tell the family members her condition is getting better. I don't think it's my duty to tell them though that she might have brain damage, so I'll let you tell them that."

"Understood, Mr. Weasley. I will inform you if she awakens when you aren't here this evening. Travel safely."

"Thank you."

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Why can't I open my eyes? Am I dead or something? I hope my parents aren't worried, or Harry or Ron for that matter. I'm supposed to be helping them look for Horcruxes to kill Voldemort. I hope they aren't mad at me for being late.

Who is that speaking? That voice sounds vaguely familiar. I can hear another voice too, sounds like a female but I don't know who it is.

The voices stopped again. Why can't I still open my eyes? Am I under a spell of some sort? What happened to me? Harry... Ron, where are you?

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Later that evening.

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The Weasley clan was within the room where Hermione stayed at in the hospital. Nearly three months. No one could actually believe that it's been almost three months since she fell into a coma. Everyone missed her, mostly Ron who always locked himself away in his room. He was like the outcast of the Weasley family now, not attending dinners, or speaking to anyone. The only person he ever talked to was Harry of course, and sometimes Ginny. The one person he didn't want to see nor talk to was Fred. He was the reason why Hermione was like this in the first place, she saved that bloody git and nearly got herself killed while doing so! What was Hermione thinking? Ron blamed his older brother, and Fred probably blamed himself too. Either way, the small family feud died down whenever they were near Hermione's hospital bedside.

Fred and George were on one side of Hermione, while Ron, Ginny, and Harry were on the other. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were at the foot of her bed, as if waiting for something to happen. Usually when everyone visited like this, they went over the good times they had with Hermione, and what she would probably say to them right now looking all gloomed up and depressed like. The memories were important to them, because even in a good condition like this that she was in, she could easily fall out of it and into a worse state.

Fred was becoming more and more concerned as the months passed. The last things that he thought of while she was in his presence was that he was beginning to fancy her - and if Ron found out, he'd surely Avada him in a heartbeat. But Ron didn't love her like Fred loved Hermione. This secret crush has been going on for quiet sometime now, and no one knew of it but George. George figured it out after Fred occasionally day dreamed when Hermione walked away from the two twins - of course, after telling them to stop putting off dungbombs, or giving the lower classmen products from their shop. It was rather humorous and entertaining to him in full spectrum. She always got in their way, and always wanted to stop them and inform the Professors. But in the end, Hermione was too good of a person and friend to tell the Professors. Besides, it wasn't like they were harming anyone anyways. Fred couldn't help it, and put his large hand onto Hermiones shoulder, caressing it with a small squeeze.

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

Everyone stood still as Fred stopped squeezing her shoulder. His heart race quickened just like Hermiones just did. She responded to my touch. Biting the inside of his lip, he took a quick glance to Ron. His brother was drilling daggers into him. For once, he didn't care that Ron was giving him the death look - he should be concerned that Hermione's vital signs were reacting to his being. Fred reluctantly let go of Hermiones shoulder and stood once again next to George as if nothing happened.

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Seconds later.

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All Hermione heard next were gasps, and slight whispers. Finally, after three months - even though she didn't know of it, she could see beyond the black abyss. At first everyone's face were blurry and obscured, but after focusing in on everyone, she could see that everyone was there. One person caught her off guard and that was Mrs. Weasley, she was hysterically crying and sobbing into Mr. Weasley's chest. A confused look was plastered onto her features as she heard someone call, "DOCTOR, SHES AWAKE!" Doctor? Why would they need a doctor for?

And that is when Hermione realized where she was. IV's were within her petite arms, and bandages with left over blood stains riddled her body in random spots as if she had been through World War III. Horror now struck her face as she could see a woman dressed in white come her way to check on her heart beat and such. "Why am I in the hospital? What happened to me? Where's my parents?" The doctor who just looked within Hermiones almond eyes looked rather disturbed. Adjusting her white robe, she told most of everyone to come with her, but only one stayed behind and that was Fred.

Gazing up to the tall, lanky Weasley, she looked sad. "Fred, why am I here?" For once, the Weasley was speechless, he was just happy she was awake from the coma itself. He sat down on a chair next to her, and scooted close, gripping her hand with a squeeze. "Hermione, you were in a coma for three months." Again, horror struck her face as she sat up against the pillows and gawked at him. "How did I fall into the coma?" Before Fred could answer her next question, a shrill of cries was heard. Hermione turned her attention to the bunch near the doctor, Mrs. Weasley was now even in more tears than she was, and now Ginny was to.

Without a word, Fred let go of Hermiones hand and went over to investigate why his mother and sister were now hysterically in tears.

Hermione now sat alone, looking down at herself. Scars were left behind, even the 'mudblood' imprinted on her forearm was still there, but sadly - she didn't recall how or why she got that. But however she did, she shivered and looked up to see the Weasley's gazing back at her as they stood there. Hermione noticed the doctor was on her way over. "Hello there, Hermione. I'm doctor Davies. I have been taking care of you for the past three months. You were in a bad condition, with many injuries and not only that but you fell within a coma." The doctor had paused as Hermione looked up, "What is it doctor?" The woman gazed down to the bushy haired female, "What is the last thing you remember Hermione?"

Thoughts whirled in her head. There wasn't much of hard thinking to do, the last memory that popped up into her head was when she was getting ready to leave her parents house. "I remember that I was within my room getting ready to leave with Harry and Ron to find the Horcruxes. I remember standing behind my parents, and the rest of it's a blur. Actually, I can't seem to remember anything pass it." The doctor cleared her throat and sat at the edge of the hospital bed. "You are going to be fine, you need rest and security from your loved ones." The woman somehow made Hermione feel safe as she patted her knee and left the bedside.

But she questioned why the doctor asked her what the last thing she remembered. Slowly the Weasleys, along with Harry, trotted on over back into their spots beside Hermione. This time, Mrs. Weasley had to sit down as her sobbing slightly ceased to exsist, but Ginny's tears still went down her cheeks. "Why are you crying, Ginny?" Hermione asked curiously with a bit on concern on the side. Ron gazed to Hermione, she caught sight of this and looked to him. "Ron, what's wrong?" He cleared his throat, lacing his fingers with Hermiones. However, Hermione didn't accept this. Her hand slowly was moved away, her body ridgid.

And when she rejected his hand, Ron realized the worse was now reality. "I have to go." Without even answering her, Ron stood up quickly and nearly jogged out of the room. Everyone was watching him leave, and that's when Mrs. Weasley choked out in tears again. "Harry, what's wrong with me?" Now this time, she was getting rather desperate. No one was telling her anything and it was getting rather annoying with the silence and sobs. He gazed to her, taking Ron's place in the chair as he looked to one of his best friends in the face.

"Hermione, you have memory loss..."

So, this is a rather interesting chapter, now isn't it? Hermione wakes up - three months later after a coma. Wakes up by Fred's touch, and when Ron tries to show his affection, Hermione rejects it.

Let's see her reaction in the next chapter!

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