alright everyone, before the story starts there a few things I would like to point out to make the reading easier.
From now on, every other chapter will be in the perspective of either Ron or Hermione. Since Ron mostly referres to them(Harry&Hermione) as "strange girl" and "boy", I feel it would be easier if i didnt jump from hermione, to ron, to harry(maybe), and back to ron. So this is how it will be. HOWEVER some chapters may be divided into different perspectives, but I will do my best to make it easy to notice.
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It had been two weeks since the battle of Hogwarts, and the burrow was ready to burst at the seams. Due to the healer's strict orders, Bill and Fleur, Persey, Charlie, Fred and George, along with Hermione and Harry were forced to move in.
Mrs. Weasley did her best to keep Ron away from things that would confuse him, so the family didn't attend any funerals, with the exseption of Tonks and Lupin. Molly seemed paranoyed about Ron, and anytime anyone would mention his relationship with Hermione, Molly would quickly hush then and change the subject.
Though this aggravated Hermione, she knew it was best to not say anything until things had settled down more. But the harder she tried to pretend nothing was there between the two of them, the worse she felt. She found herself constantly excusing herself from the room in order to shed a few tears before returning. This left the house just as worried for Hermione as they were for Ron.
It was early morning, and Hermione and Harry were huddled close together at the breakfast table. Harry was taking Ron's memory loss much better than Hermione, and it seemed any time he would try to mention it to her, she would break into a fit of tears.
"Hermione, listen to me. Ron loves you. You cannot forget that. He will come around eventually. Sooner, if not later, you'll see. But you have got to pull yourself together, not just for Ron, but for yourself. You can't let this keep getting to you, it won't get you anywhere. In fact, I think it might be making things worse and more awkward. Mrs Weasley has enough to worry about as it is," Harry mumbled in a hushed tone.
"Harry you don't get it," Hermione spat at him. She didn't mean to get so flustered about it, but at the same time it was insulting that he would even try to tell her to control her emotions. "Maybe you do, on some level. But at the same time you don't. Imagine if it had been Ginny that lost her memory and looked at you with confusion each time you entered the room. I know you're trying to comfort me, but don't. Believe it or not I'm trying to pull myself together. But-"
She wasn't able to finish because a sound from the door startled her. Harry and Hermione looked up to see Ron standing there, his cheeks the colour of a tomato.
"I er...I'm sorry, I'll just-" Ron made to turn and leave, but before he could Hermione spoke.
"No. It's fine, I was just, um, leaving. I'll see you later Harry," She stood from her spot at the table and walked towards the door.
As she pushed it open she turned to Ron and managed a smile. He loves you, He loves you, He loves you, Hermione tried to convince herself as she walked through the door.
When the door closed, her eyes once again filled with tears. Why did this have to be so hard? No. Don't start this; remember what Harry had said. Pull yourself everyone in this house you are okay. She wiped away the wavering tears on her cheeks and made her way up the stairs and locked herself Ginny's bedroom.
Hermione had managed to avoid everyone for the majority of the day, but when she heard Molly's voice call to everyone that it was time for dinner, she knew that she could no longer stay cooped up in the room.
It took all her effort to close the book she was reading, rise from her bed and walk down the stairs. She stopped on the stairs when she saw Fred and George exit their room and join her.
"Hey 'mione. Why the long face?" Fred greeted.
His smile and light heartedness caused her to return a small grin. When Fred saw that her smile did not reach her eyes, he felt a pang of guilt and turned to his twin.
"Erm, I think what my idiot, but incredibly handsome, twin was trying to say was You look lovely," George stated as he scowlded Fred for his joking.
Usually the two were no stop with witty comments, but they had learned to be extra careful about what they said around Hermione these last few weeks. Hermione felt a smile grow on her face without effort. Leave it to the twins to cheer me up.
"So 'moine, since all three of us are late to dinner, why don't we escort you?" Fred asked, raising his eyebrows in a flirtatious manor. Hermione scowled at him, but accepted an arm from each twin.
As they entered the kitchen, Hermione's heart sank to her stomach as she looked at Ron. Fred and George seemed to sense her pain, and George quickly escorted her to her seat, while Fred took the seat on the left side of her.
Once Hermione had sat down, George took the open seat to Hermione's right. And smiled at Ron, who was seated directly across from George.
As dinner progressed, Hermione felt the tight knot in her stomach loosen a little as she listened to the days each Weasley had. Just as Molly had gotten up to bring desert, Ron leaned across the table, and tried to manage a whisper to George.
"So are you and Hermione dating? Is that how we know her? Or is she dating Fred?" Although to him his question was innocent, and meant as small talk, it caused the whole table to go silent. George felt his face become hot as his eyes glanced over at Hermione then at Fred, searching for an answer.
"Well um, you see actually she's basically y-" George began.
"Just a family friend." Molly finished for him. She glared at George as she returned to the table with a chocolate pie.
Hermione, Fred, George, and Ron were all the brightest shade of red. Hermione could feel her tears well up in her eyes and she quietly excused herself from the table and rushed into the bathroom just as the tears began to fall.
So much for being strong Hermione, she thought to herself as tears ran down her face.
There was a knock on the bathroom door, and Hermione figured it was either Harry or Ginny coming to check on her. As she opened the door, much to her surprise, she saw it was Fred with a pained and worried look on his face.
"Listen, I'm sorry he did that. I'm not going to pretend I know how it feels, because I don't. Not a clue. But I do know that it hurts. You wouldn't be human if this didn't upset you," Fred stated in a soothing voice. "And mum is just trying to protect him. Just remember deep down that he loves you."
Hermione found herself rapped in his arms, sobbing into his chest. She gasped for air as she let the tears fall one by one, not at all ashamed that she was soaking Fred's shirt.
"I-I just cant take... I need-need him to look at methewayheusedto..." Hermione's words became scrabbled as she sucked air in, trying to calm herself.
Fred gently rubbed his hands through her hair, hushing her from continuing to speak. It broke his heart to see her like this. It pained him as much as it would if it were Ginny in this position instead of Hermione. He wanted desperately to comfort her, but this was not his strong suit. So instead, he lead her to the couch and placed her head in his lap and continued to do the best he could to sooth her.
Hermione found herself relax at his touch and she closed her eyes.
"Thank you.." She whispered just as she dozed off.
All throughout the night, Hermione's mind showed parts of old memories. All these memories included Ron; it was like a slide-show of their relationship as it progressed. Her body twitched as her mind led her into the final memory.
Ron leaned in to kiss her. Holding her close. She felt butterflies in her stomach as her lips met his. She felt as though she was floating on a cloud, watching the whole thing from somewhere above. She felt as Ron smiled against her lips, and felt herself blush. Then it happened. The crumbling sound, as she jumped backwards-leaving Ron as the ceiling came down onto his body.
Hermione woke with a start, covered head to toe in sweat. She sat up quickly as her eyes registered her surroundings. She was no longer in the living room on Fred's lap. Ginny's room, She thought as she let out a loud sigh. By the darkness in the room, she figured it was only around midnight, but she realized there was no way she would be going back to sleep anytime soon.
Rising out of bed quietly, as to not wake Ginny who was sound asleep in the bed next to her, Hermione grabbed her wand and tiptoed to the door. She tensed as the door gave a squeak as it opened, but relaxed when she saw the noise had not affected Ginny.
She made her way down to the kitchen and looked at the clock. It read 1:30 exactly. Well I was close enough, she thought as she took a seat at the table.
She fought back tears as the memories from the dream remerged. She shook her head and let out a deep sigh. She jumped from her seat when she heard the door open.
"Ron..." She whispered as she stared at the person who had just walked through the door.
"Yeah,er..couldn't sleep either?" He flashed an awkward smile while he asked.
Hermione found herself laughing as she shook her head; it felt good to hear him talk to her normally for once.
"So listen," Ron started as he sat down in the nearest seat. "I didn't mean to upset you at dinner. I just assumed-"
"No, don't apologize. You didn't know. And honestly, it doesn't really matter..." Hermione assured him.
Ron nodded.
The room became deathly silent as the two looked at each other. For a moment Hermione could have sworn she saw the old Ron come back to her, but that quickly fadded as he stood from his seat.
"You don't have to go. I mean you can if you want to, but we could talk for awhile if you'd like," Hermione mumbled.
Ron looked at her, and Hermione saw another sparkle in his eyes, as if he remember-if only for a moment-who she really was.
"Actually I think I'm goin' to head back up to bed. Mum doesn't like when I wonder around at night."
Hermione watched as the door closed, leaving her once again alone with her thoughts.
Okay, that was the last short chapter I'm going to be writing, so expect the rest to be fairly long. Chapter two is when the big parts of the story start happening, like how the family(Hermione and Harry included) start to find ways to make Ron remember the things he has forgotten. Sorry if this post^ and the prologue were boring, but I felt it was necessary to show the struggles Hermione is facing right now.
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