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2 months later…
"Harry!" Hermione yelled.
"I've got it, don't worry!" he shouted back.
Harry ran over to the other side of Ron, who was kneeling over the body of his dead
brother. Ron was in shock, he wasn't moving. He just stared at Charlie's dead body.
Hermione and Harry were on either side of Ron, warding off any spells that were coming
his way.
Not far from them, Neville and Luna were battling a Death Eater. Across the battlefield,
Professor McGonagall, Lupin, Tonks, and Hagrid were engaged in combat with a large
number of Voldemort's followers.
The rest of Ron's family and the remainder of the Order of the Phoenix had just arrived
and began blasting enemies away.
They saw Harry and Hermione battling several Death Eaters and made their way over to
help out. They cursed Voldemort's followers away, and when the air was cleared, they
saw Ron with Charlie's lifeless body.
Mrs. Weasley cried out with grief, as did the rest of her family.
Harry and Hermione urged all of the Weasleys to leave.
"You all need to be together now," Hermione said, scanning their surroundings.
"We've got plenty of help here. You guys need to go home. We can take care of
everything here. You go and take care of each other," Harry said gently.
Fred and George pulled Ron up as Bill and Mr. Weasley picked up Charlie.
Ron still didn't say a word, didn't move, and Hermione was getting worried.
Hermione walked over to Ron.
"Ron."
He didn't respond.
"Look at me, Ron," she said.
Nothing.
Everyone was staring at them now.
"It's not your fault Ron," she whispered to him.
"Yes it is," he finally said.
She took his face in her hands. "There's nothing you could have done, do you understand
me? You couldn't have saved him. Now go home and grieve with your family. You all
need to be together right now," she said, kissing his cheek.
Harry was keeping watch for any surprise attacks.
"Harry and I will be fine. There's a lot of help here. Don't worry about us, just go home.
Please," Hermione said, almost pleading.
Mr. Weasley came over and guided Ron to the rest of his family. "They're right. We need
to go," Arthur said.
Before anyone new what was going on, the Weasley's were gone.
Hermione took a deep breath and looked over at Harry.
"All of the Death Eaters are gone for now," Hermione said.
"The key word being now," Harry replied.
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3 hours later…
"I guess we're all staying together tonight," Hermione declared, referring to the remnants
of the DA and the Order of the Phoenix.
"Yeah," Harry said. "It will probably be the safest sleep we've had in months," Harry
tried to joke.
Hermione gave him the faintest of smiles.
"It feels weird already, doesn't it?" Harry asked.
"It's always been the three of us, now we're two. It's weird without him here," she
admitted.
"Do you regret sending him off with his family?" Harry asked.
"No. His brother just died, he needs to grieve. That family needs each other right now."
"Grieve the way you never did?" Harry asked gently.
Hermione just nodded.
"He's going to come back, you know," Harry said.
"I'm pretty sure of it," she admitted. "He's going to come back for you. Ron and I said
that we wouldn't let anything happen to you…Harry, if he comes back, I want you to
promise me something."
"What's that?"
"If ever something happens, you know, just don't let anything bad happen to him."
"That sounds an awful lot like what I promised him," Harry smiled.
"What are you talking about?" she asked.
"The morning after you saved me from Goyle, Ron made me promise that if I ever had to
choose who to save, it would be you."
"Oh ," Hermione said.
"He loves you, you know that?" Harry told her.
"I know," she nodded.
"You love him too, obviously," Harry grinned.
"Obviously," she smiled.
"It took you two long enough to get together. I was starting to think I was going to have
to do all of the work for you guys," Harry joked.
"But you had faith in us," she grinned.
"All that arguing came from somewhere. I was just waiting for the day when you two
would admit just where it was coming from."
"You know what I love?" Hermione said.
"Yes I do," Harry laughed. "Seriously though, what?"
"The fact that he and I are still friends," she replied.
"Months back, Ron was worried about that."
"What do you mean?"
"He finally admitted he was crazy about you to me and Ginny, but he was worried about
losing you as a friend."
"Speaking of friends," Hermione said, "I want to say thanks to you, Harry."
"What for?"
"For always being a constant in my life. For being someone I know I can count on when
everything is going wrong. You've been here for me, even when I tried to push you
away. Even before my parents died, I always thought of you as my family. Now that
they're gone, I'm letting you know what you mean to me."
"You know I feel the same way Hermione."
"With this war, I'm just really nervous. I don't know what's going to happen. I just know
that I don't want to leave anything unsaid. I love Ginny like my sister, and I love the rest
of the Weasley's, but honestly, it's you and Ron that are keeping me going."
Harry walked over to Hermione and gave her a big hug.
"You've been keeping us going these past months. You've been taking care of the both of
us; taking care of everything."
"You know me," she smiled.
"Everything will be okay," Harry told her.
"Harry's right 'Mione. It will all be okay."
Hermione turned around and saw Ron.
"You're back," she whispered.
"Are you sure you should be here mate?" Harry asked.
"This is where I need to be right now," Ron said. "I can't let you two do this alone; I
won't."
"We'll be fine. Please go back home," Hermione said.
"There's a war to fight," he replied.
"There's plenty of other people who can fight the war," Hermione said, voice shaky.
"You should be grieving with your family."
"I'll grieve in my own way. I have to do this. It's what my brother would have wanted."
"Why are you being so stubborn?" Hermione asked angrily.
"This coming from the girl who refused to wait another day before leaving to search for
Horcruxes after her parents died," He argued back.
"We're back at Hogwarts again," Harry muttered.
"If you don't want me here, Hermione, why don't you just say so?" he asked her, voice
raised.
"Fine. I don't want you here," she yelled. "Now leave."
Harry knew exactly why Hermione was acting the way she was, but he could tell that
Ron did not.
"No!" Ron said defiantly. "But I'll be sure to stay out of your way, Hermione!"
