A/N: Once again niether the song or the characters belong to me(wipes tears) I just get to pull them together(yay) Please Read and Review
Summary: Okay so heres Chapter 2 not as much of a song fic but has a few lyrics at the end same song.
Ron woke with a sudden jolt. Something was wrong. On first instinct he looked over at Harry and was relived to see his best friend was sleeping peacefully. But then he saw a piece of paper on his table that hadn't been there earlier. He picked it up and began to read. With each sentence his eyes widened. When he finished he jumped up and ran to Ginny's room. He looked in. Hermione's was gone along with her trunk. He ran downstairs thinking only of Hermione, his only full understandable thought was, " She can't be gone!" When he got to the door he flung it open and ran outside. Then he saw her. She was about halfway towards the road, walking slowly, her shoulders shaking with silent sobs. Her wand was in one hand. Her trunk and her cat carrier were bobbing up in down in the air next to her. Seeing her sent a fresh wave of shock and energy through him. He picked up the chase again pleading after her. "Hermione wait please don't go."
Hermione stopped stock still, her heart beating franticly and listened to Ron's yells behind her. Her chest rose and fell quickly her breath trying to catch up with her pounding heart. She knew what she should do. She grab her trunk, grab Crookshanks and apparate as far away as she could get, and follow through with her plan.
She couldn't though. She couldn't bear to leave Ron behind while he pleaded for her to stay. So she stood completely still and listened to Ron's footsteps coming closer. Sensing his nearing presence with every fiber in her being. When she could feel his presence right behind, she turned and fell into his arms.
Ron let out an oomph, half in surprise, half because his breath was knocked out of him. He quickly recovered and wrapped his arms tightly around her. He felt his heart rate slowly returning to a normal speed and could feel Hermione's own pounding heart against his chest. He'd never been more scared in his life and held her even tighter never wanting to lose her. They stayed safe in each other's arms for what seemed like hours. Finally Hermione had calmed down and could cry no longer. The front of Ron's thin white t-shirt was thoroughly soaked. The only part of this fact that he really cared about was that it was Hermione's tears that had done it, and that made his heart ache. Hermione backed away but only far enough that she could see his face. Starring into his piercing blue eyes she wondered how she could ever ever think of leaving him. "Ron I'm so sorr-," she started but was cut off by Ron kissing her full on the mouth. Hermione felt waves of electricity run through her from the spot where their lips met. Guilt followed closely behind the excitement. Ron was still being caring and sweet despite the fact that she had tried to leave him. She pulled away and tried again to say she was sorry but was once again cut off, this time by Ron speaking. "Hermione I love you, please don't leave." She smiled. "Ron I couldn't bare to leave now, I never really wanted to anyway." Ron smiled back and stroked a piece of curly brown hair behind her ear bringing his hand to rest on her cheek. She let her eyes flutter close and for a moment simply basked in the pleasure of his touch. When she opened her eyes he was starring gat her intently. She stared back just as fiercely. For a long time clear blue eyes and deep brown eyes starred at each other completely unaware of the world around them. A sleepy mew from Crookshanks echoed through the night waking them both from their daze. Quite suddenly Ron put one arm on her back and the other behind her upper leg and picked her up bridal style. She let out a startled gasp but was cut off by Ron for the third time that night once again by his lips pressed firmly against hers. When he let up Hermione sighed contently. She wrapped her arms around his neck and lay her head on his shoulder. It felt so right and comfortable to be in his arms. Ron carried her back towards the Burrow with Hermione's trunk and cat carrier bobbing behind them. In the safety of Ron's arms Hermione suddenly felt very sleepy. As she fell asleep her last thought was, "I'm home."
When I get there I'm finely free and when I get there I'm home
when I get there I'll turn the key and when I get there I'll know
A/N: Okay so there it is hope you liked it i thought of a kind of alternate ending so if you want to hear that let me know it might be a while though i'm going to work on a few other ideas first. Again please read and review tell me what you think thanks