Chapter 2: Surprise Visitor
For the next whole week I kept to myself. I ignored everyone and ate little of what Mrs. Weasley lay out for me. I never left my bed and I threw up in a bucket Ginny brought in for me. I cried constantly weeping for Ron, for me, and for the baby. He would've moved the wedding forward if he was still alive. We would be planning it right this very moment making our guest list, writing our vows, and decorating the tent outside. Ginny and I would meet Luna and Fleur and we'd pick my wedding dress. Ginny would stare at the dresses in awe desperately awaiting Harry's proposal. We'd comfort her and say, oh you know he'll ask you just give him some time, and she'd laugh and say I guess. This baby would come into this world surrounded by her family and the child would look up and the first person they would see would be their father. Ron would smile and together we'd raise a family. When they turn 11 we'd walk with them to platform 9 ¾ and they'd nervously run through the wall. Everything could've been perfect.
It wasn't this way though. In my free time I had written my wedding vows to him. I never stopped sobbing as I wrote…
Oh Ron,
I can't believe we're here, standing on this stage surrounded by the people we love
I can remember that first train ride when we met
You sat with Harry, The Boy Who Lived
And I fixed Harry's glasses for him with a spell that I read of
You called me a know-it-all
That stung a little.
You might not have known but I fell in love with you that first year
When we entered the chamber of secrets and you almost died
I realized that though I had known you for a year
You touched my heart in a way no one could
I love you Ron Weasley
And I always will.
I'd never been a poet, but I felt I owed it to him, after all he did for me, and I just let him die there surrounded by death eaters. He would've told me to run anyway, but if I knew he wasn't with us, I never would've left him. I felt guilty for leaving my love to die. I sobbed again coming up with different things he could've written in his vows, none making me feel happier. At that moment I realized that this place was keeping me down. I had to get away from here where there were no memories of Ron. I had to run away.
I grabbed my poem, some clothes, a little bit of muggle money my mother gave me and I stuffed it all in a suitcase. I ran down the steps in a hurry and nearly knocked Harry over.
"Where are you going Hermione?" he asked
"Away from here." I whispered.
"Not without supervision. You're having a baby for petes sake. Take Ginny. She needs a break from this place too. I must have some time away from her so I can get her a ring."
"Fine. Have her meet at the front door in five minutes I can stay here no longer." He brushed past me and I walked to the front door. I waited there for five minutes until Ginny walked down the stairs with her suitcase behind her. I took one last look around my love's home before I turned and left without a single look back.