Summary: A collection of songfics that have HP characters in them. Wee!
Characters: Ron, Hermione
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter! They all belong to J.K Rowling…all of them…although I want them.
Song: Stay Awake – Disney's Mary Poppins
Shouts rang through the foggy night as the wind howled and curses were thrown. "Crucio!" said one.
"Imperio!" said another. But the one that was shouted the loudest in the night was…
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
A young girl with bushy brown hair rushed to the side of a fallen boy. His unruly red hair was the same as his flaming freckles.
"Ron!" she said, shaking him. "Ron!" she screamed.
"Hermi-one." said Ron out of breath. "I don't wanna die! I don't wanna die…" he said, his voice fading with every breath he took.
"Ron, please!" said Hermione as hot tears rushed to her eyes. She looked wildly at him as Ron slipped from conscious to unconscious.
Before she knew it she was so desperate to save the foul tempered boy, Hermione found herself singing.
"Stay awake, don't rest your head. Don't lie down upon your bed. While the moon drifts in the skies, stay awake, don't close your eyes."
The moon drifted lazily overhead and seemed to sigh as moonlight shined down on the two Gryffindors.
Ron looked cloudy eyed at Hermione and sort of smiled. "Hermione…" he said softly.
She put a delicate finger to his lips, to quiet him down. "Save you energy." She whispered, before resuming her song.
"Though the world is fast asleep, though your pillow's soft and deep. You're not sleepy as you seem, stay awake, don't nod and dream. Stay awake, don't nod and dream."
The girl finished with a sigh and Ron smiled before resting his head in her lap. There he slowly closed his eyes, and drifted to sleep.
(A/N: Well I didn't exactly want Ron to die, but I didn't want him to just fall asleep during a raging battle either. So heres another ending for those who actually WANT him to…pass on.)
Hermione finished her little song, sighing. The red haired boy slowly moved his head to her lap, and there Hermione stroked his hair. In a few minutes Ron had fallen into a deep slumber. One he would never wake from.