Disclaimer- I do not own the Harry Potter series

It was such a shock when Harry Potter went down. One moment he was being surrounded by all his friends and those he would consider family and then he got this funny look on his face and just collapsed. He had just defeated Voldemort and then practically died before everyone's eyes. It took time before everyone noticed their hero had fallen but when everyone did only a still silence and then chaos ensued.

"The boy is dead!" someone shouted.

"Oh, not again! Not again!"

"He was just fine moment ago!"

Hermione Granger knelt down by the fallen boy's side and finally took in his appearance. His clothes were soaked in his own blood with stains of old and new blood mixed. His face was a ghostly pale that from far away would look like a dead man's waxy figures but Hermione could see his chest rising and falling. She examined his whole body and found various lacerations that were quite deep and when left untreated were fester and bleed until it killed him. He looked something like a board scratched by a very nasty cat.

"We need to get him to Madam Pomfrey, could someone conjure a stretcher?" Hermione said calmly knowing that at that time everyone just needed to stay calm and it was the only way to save her friends life.

"Here I'll get it," Minerva McGonagall said coming out of her own reverie of the events that just passed. He looked too much like the broken and supposedly dead boy she had seen carried out of the woods but this boy was very much alive and she would do anything she could for the young hero. She quickly waved her wand and there came a stretcher. Others surrounding the people around Harry came out of their shock and helped load the boy upon the stretcher. There was a whole parade of people following the stretcher with the boy upon it to the hospital wing.

When they arrived the hospital wing seemed to be in complete chaos. There were a whole bunch of mediwitches all running about to wounded. Some people had deep gashes about their bodies while others were skirting around with various curses that caused their bodies to be warped. None of these people had noticed the procession yet and so no help had yet been offered.

"Could we please get some help over here," McGonagall shouted over the din. A mediwitch looked up from her work and realizing who it was gave a reply.

"I'll be right there, Minerva, I just need to finish up here. You can go lay him over there on that bed," Madam Pomfrey gestured in a random direction and suddenly there was another clean bed ready for yet another wounded. McGonagall then led only the closest friends of Harry Potter over to the bed gesturing to the others to go back to the Great Hall and news would be brought to them. They reluctantly left refusing to leave the hero who had defeated their greatest menace.

Poppy finished wrapping a patient in an extensive amount of bandage and hurried over to where the group congregated.

"What ails him?" she quickly asked examining him.

"I believe he has several lacerations all about his body and I'm not sure what else, he passed out before we even noticed he was hurt." Hermione said sheepishly yet still managed to sound formal like she was reading out of a book. She tended to do that when she was really scared and when things sounded like they were supposed to like books then it somehow made things better.

"Well... I will have to give him a full examination and see from there." She then cast the spell and quickly grabbed a piece of parchment and quill and started scribbling down things the rest could not see.

"How bad is it?" Ginny asked impatiently.

"Ms. Granger was right about the lacerations there are knife and wand ones but he also has small severed limbs and what appears to be some kind of mental damage."

"What! You mean he's gone like mental, like literally mental?" Ron asked quite more loudly then he meant to attract a few annoyed glares his way but he just ignored him.

"Not permanent damage, Mr. Weasley, but it seems like some kind of torture and I'm not sure what the effects will be but I'm pretty sure that any and all effects can be and will be reversed."

"So he will be okay?" Ginny asked tentatively.

"Yes, after I'm through with him he will be," and with that she set to work and shooed the Weasleys and Hermione out to be left alone to her work.

The Weasley's and Hermione decided it would be best to go back to the Great Hall to wait. They couldn't do anything then anyways so they mine as well help others who needed it. It was eerily quiet as they trudged the way there making it that much more apparent that someone was missing. It seemed like the quiet before the first shot would be fired, the bomb would explode, the dam would break and then all hell would break lose. It was like this with the tears that were collecting in their eyes finding a way to escape through the Weasley's fruitless tries to stop them.

Hermione looked at Ron now and saw that his face seemed as pale as Harry's had been and worried about him.

"Ron... are you okay? Are you hurt?" Hermione inquired. She waited patiently for him to answer and it was a few moments of silence before he swallowed and responded.

"Yeah... I'm fine," he replied thickly his voice full of emotion.

"Oh Ron... You know I'm here for you, you know that right?" Instead of responding vocally he pulled her close and just held her there not worrying about who was watching or what others would think just holding her there like there was no tomorrow and that maybe one day good things could happen again if only the people that care enough can make it happen. The rest of the Weasley's saw this and sneaked away not wanting to disturb their moment. They finally pulled away from their embrace and just looked deep into her eyes and stroked her hair.

"You know I've always loved you right? Every time that I look at you my heart seems to stop. You are the last thing I think about before me sleep and the first thing I think about when I wake. I should have said this a long time ago but I'm better late than never, right?" Ron said tears streaming down his face but feeling no shame in them.

"Of course and I love you too," Hermione only said simply before kissing him again letting all their worry's wait until a new day and a new time.

Authors Note- well hope you guys liked it. I'm thinking this one is a lot better than the previous one. I tried to add more detail and get in to what they were feeling right then after all that happened and to focus more on the Weasley's and Hermione instead of Harry. I promise thought that Harry will wake up soon and be joining in with all the relief well eventually. So please tell me what you think and have an awesome life :P