A/N: Here is the first chapter of the story guys. I hope you guys enjoy. I might wait to post the next parts. Depends.
Harry appeared inside the Burrow, an unconscious Ron gripped in his arms. He dragged Ron over to the couch and some how maneuvered a heavy Ron onto the couch. He turned around to go find someone but found a sleepy looking Hermione standing there with her wand at the ready.
Hermione rubbed her eyes sleepily and put her wand in her pocket finding that the person she'd heard was Harry. "Hey Harry," she mumbled, trying to wake herself up a bit. "What brings you he-" she noticed Ron on the couch and she ran to his side as fast as her legs would allow her. "Is he alright? What happened?" she was now wide awake as she knelt down next to Ron.
Harry walked over to Hermione and knelt down beside her. "He was wounded Hermione. He should be okay after getting taken care of for a while. I need you to take good care of him while I go back out."
Hermione nodded slowly saying that she would take care of Ron and she knew she would follow threw. She would make sure Ron was okay no matter what. "I will Harry, don't worry. But please be careful yourself out there without anyone helping you. As much as I want to tell you that someone needs to go with you I know you'll fight against me," she finally whispered quietly, not taking her eyes off of Ron the whole time.
"I promise I'll be careful. Now please take good care of Ron," Harry said, standing up and then apparating with a loud 'crack'.
Hermione let out a sigh and pushed herself up from the floor and heading into the kitchen. With a few spells food was preparing itself so she could give it to Ron. While the food was finishing up and arranging itself on a tray she filled up a bowl of cold water and grabbed an old rag then setting them on the tray with the food.
She put her want away and grabbed the tray before walking back into the living room. She knelt down next to Ron and set the tray down next to her. She dipped the rag into the cold water and rung it out a bit before dabbing the rag on Ron's forehead. "Please wake up," she whispered just as Ron groan and started to stir.
She dipped the rag into the water and dabbed it across Ron's forehead again slowly. She watched as Ron's eyes weakly opened and she set the rag down with her success. "How are you feeling?" she asked quietly, watching Ron closely so she wouldn't lose him to sleep.
Ron recognized the voice but he could say for sure since the whole area around him was blurry. He groan and then blinked to bring the area into view; the Burrow. He looked next to him to see if the voice was from who he though and it was; it was Hermione. "Hermione! How'd I get here?" he asked, trying to get up but pain shot through his body making him lay down again.
"Calm down Ron. You're in no shape to be moving around at the moment," Hermione said, grabbing the rag and dabbing it across Ron's head slowly once more. "Harry brought you here a while ago saying you where badly hurt. He asked me to take care of you," she said, lifting Ron's shirt up to find wounds all over his body. She dipped the rag into the water and then started to dab Ron's wounds to get rid of the blood. "Of course even if I wasn't asked I would still help you to the best of my ability."
Ron winced as the cold water hit is wounds and tried to hide it from Hermione. He was a man and couldn't show the fact that he was in pain to a girl like Hermione. He watched her clean his wounds but knew he still wouldn't be able to move with out being in pain. "How come my mum isn't the one here fixing me? I mean, I like you doing it but it's normally her," he said, looking into Hermione's eyes; they where so concentrated on his wounds.
"She and your dad went to Romania to visit Charlie. They left me here with the twins but then those two said business was big and they need to stay at the shop. I was the only one here when Harry got here with you," Hermione said, putting the bloody rag into the bowl and then pulling out her wand. She slowly cast 'Eskipey' on all of Ron's wounds. "Your parents won't be home for a month and who knows when the twins will pop in. It is just us two for now."
"My parents left you alone with the twins?!"
"Yeah, I was shocked too. Your mum said I could do most things myself so it wouldn't be too bad," Hermione said, tucking her wand away then taking the bowl off of the tray before setting it on Ron's lap. "Now eat. You need to regain your strength."
Ron did as Hermione told him and started to eat the food on the tray slowly. He was all alone with his love for a month except visits from the twins now and then. He liked the fact he was in pain now. He had Hermione all to himself at the Burrow. Plus Hermione was taking care of him which made things better.
"Finish eating while I go up to your room and get some things," Hermione said softly, breaking the silence and then walking upstairs. She passed Ginny's room and looked at the mess her side was compared to Ginny's. With Ginny at Hogwarts that side of the room was bound to be cleaner then hers.
Sighing Hermione walked into Ron's room which was now clean thanks to Mrs. Wesley's cleaning. She pulled Ron's Chudley Cannon blanket off his bed and folded it neatly before grabbing his pillow. She grabbed a clean shirt, pants, and to her sad dis-pare clean boxers. She knew he needed to get out of his bloody and tattered clothes he had on at the moment.
Concluding she had everything she needed she headed back down to the living room. When she got there she found Ron sitting up and the tray of food cleaned off. She walked over to Ron and handed him the clean clothes. "I know it might be hard but you need to get out of those clothes," she said softly, setting his pillow and blanket on a near by chair.
Ron looked at his clothes and noticed that she'd even grabbed him some clean boxers. "Thanks Hermione but could I use a little privacy?"
Hermione grabbed the tray of empty plates and bowls and the bowl of red water. "Okay, I was planning on it anyways. I'll be in the kitchen so call me when you are done," she said, walking into the kitchen.
She sighed and put the tray next to the sink then dumping out the bowl of bloody water after taking the rag out. She took the dishes off the tray and set them into the sink then casting a charm so the dishes would clean themselves. She let out a sigh and looked around the empty kitchen. She couldn't believe she was all alone at the Burrow with a weak Ron to take care of.
"I wonder if I should tell him. If he goes back out with Harry he could die and then he'd never know that I love him with all my heart," she whispered to herself and then hearing her name being called out from the living room.
She walked into the living room and saw Ron's dirty clothes on the floor while he sat on the couch. She grabbed the pillow and set it on the couch. "Lay down and get some sleep."
Ron did as he was told and laid down on the couch carefully and laying his head on the pillow comfortably. "You need sleep as well Hermione. Please get some sleep," he said softly, watching Hermione as she covered him with his Chudley Cannon blanket.
"I will Ron but you're first," Hermione told Ron, picking up Ron's dirty shirt and pants. She made a grossed out face as she picked up Ron's dirty boxers only to hear Ron laughing at her. "What do you think is so funny? You would be just as grossed out if things where the other way around," she snapped.
"I'm sorry but your face was priceless," Ron laughed, looking at Hermione and giving her the traditional Weasley smile.
Hermione was about to glare at Ron but saw his goofy Weasley smile and started to blush lightly. "Now get to sleep," she said, turning away from Ron and walking up stairs to Ginny's room.
She let out a sigh as she threw Ron's clothes into her dirty pile of clothes that would need to be washed sometime soon. She climbed into bed and looked up at the ceiling, not being able to get Ron out of her mind. He gave her that goofy Weasley smile that always made her feel good inside. She felt bad for leaving him all alone down stairs in the living room now.
With a small sigh she got out of bed and grabbed her blanket before heading down stairs. She found that Ron had fallen asleep on the couch already and she smiled lightly. She sat down on the floor next to him and wrapped her blanket around herself. Before she knew it her head was laying on Ron's chest and she was fast asleep as she sat on the floor next to him.