Disclaimer: Only borrowing Jk's people for this little bit.

And thank you to my most amazing and awesome Beta Jessy!!!!!!


When Bill left Hermione to talk with his father, she was on the couch with their mother with her head in her lap. Molly softly soothing Hermione.

They had to give her some calming draught. She was hysterical. She was trapped in her nightmare with David, she could not distinguish between Bill and him, he had held her and cried with her.

Once she was calmed down and almost asleep, his father took him to the kitchen told him everything, everything he knew.

Before Bill left he picked Hermione off the couch and took her to Ron's room. He laid her in Ron's bed and tucked a blanket around her, he knew she would feel safer in Ron's room. He sat on the bed next to her for a while, watching her sleep. Bill was scared she would wake up and be alone. He loved her like he loved Ginny.

He knew one thing if he ever saw David he would kill him. He wondered about her mother, did she know where Hermione was or why she was there? Did she care? Did David ever tell her what had happened? He watched her for any signs that she needed him, a little stir here and there, a little whimper. But the draught seemed to be doing it's job ok.

Bill leaned over and kissed hermione's temple, he did not want to leave but he had to go get Ron. "I love you 'Mione." Bill whispered as he left Ron's room.

When Bill shut the door to Ron's room he remembered something, he re-lived a time with Ron and Hermione.

A time two summers ago he was downstairs, when he heard someone crying in the girl's room. When he went upstairs to check on the girls he saw Hermione sneaking out, she was crying, he followed her, she went up the steps to Ron's room and walked into his room with only a slight hesitation.

After she went in the room he walked to the door and watched them, she nudged Ron a few times but when she started to cry again he woke up instantly.

All Bill could hear was something about a bad nightmare and Ron scooted over to let her in his bed. He always was there to make her feel safe, neither one of them ever said it but they were each others security blankets, you could see it when one was in danger or upset they needed each other.

He talked to his parents for a few more minutes walked out past the apperating barrier, wiped the tears form his eyes took a deep breath to steady himself and apperated to Australia.


Ron was almost in view of the burrow his breath quickened and his heart beat raced, his feet picked up the pace. Ron knew he was running but in his mind it felt as if he was in slow motion, he could not run fast enough to get to her.

All he could think was she needed him, she was asking for him, tears formed in his eyes. He ran faster than he ever did, when he reached the house he burst through the door looking everywhere for her, for his parents. Panic began to rise, he needed her as much as she needed him, he needed his parents.

He finally found his dad in the living room sitting on the couch with his head in his hands staring at the fire. Ron walked in front of his dad bending down to look him in the eyes, sitting his hands on his dad's knees

"Dad!," He whispered, " Where is she? Can I see her? Are you ok dad? What about Mum?" He kept his eyes glued on his father.

Arthur Weasley looked at his son with a sorrowful expression on his face and let out a large sigh.

"Come here and sit with me son. I have some things to tell you about Hermione. She is ok but she is pretty beaten up…" Arthur went on and told his son the whole story.

Everything, about David and her being raped. His son wept for Hermione knowing she must be in great pain.

He searched his father for answers on what to do. Ron was clueless, he did not know how to handle a hurt and crying Hermione, she is the strongest of the trio, always has been, always will be. She had the answers for the questions like his, now he would have to figure them out all alone.

Arthur and Ron went in the kitchen to get the potions to help Hermione have a dreamless sleep and some biscuits. Mrs. Weasley had been in with Hermione making sure if she woke up she would not be alone.

Molly came in the kitchen and held onto her son, thanking Merlin that he was here and safe.

She could not wait till morning to have all of her children under one roof again. Ron kissed his parents goodnight and headed to Hermione, his heart ached to see her. Even if she was hurt he needed to see her for himself, to see her alive and breathing.

He came to his door and opened it slow and quiet.

He came in and took the tray and sat it on his dresser, closed his door and stepped towards her.

He kneeled at the edge of the bed , she looked pretty bad, the bruises and cuts did not want to go away. Tears brimmed his ocean blue eyes, waiting to spill but Ron blinked them back. He had to be strong for Hermione, he just had to.

She was always strong for him and Harry.

He wanted to hold her, to stroke her hair out of her face, kiss her tears away. He wanted to be there for her, she needed him to be.

"What if I fail at this? What if I hurt her more? What do I say? How do I wake her up without scaring her?"

"Hermione," he whispered. " Hermione love you got to wake up and drink some potion."

He desperately wanted to reach out and hold her hand. Her eyes began to flutter open. She looked at Ron and took a deep breath, he could see the tears form. She put a shaking hand to his face, making sure he was real. She stood up on her knees to look him in the eyes after a second she let out a sob, one she had been holding in since David first walked in her room.

She grabbed Ron, wrapped her arms around his neck and held on to him for dear life. He gathered her in his arms in one swift move cradling her like a baby, together they sobbed.

He rocked her back and forth, breathing comforting words in her ear, kissed her forehead and cheeks, he was grabbing at her, clinging to the love of his life.

The two stayed like that for the next hour, holding each other only speaking in whispered desperate tones.

When she had calmed down enough Ron got up and got her some biscuits,

"Here love eat a bit, it will help with the potions. I am going to have some too." They sat there together nibbling their biscuits. Their hands intertwined, the biscuits were gone and the sun was beginning to rise. Ron took Hermione's hand and led her to the roof.

"I know you are tired and need some sleep, but I want you to see something." he told her.

They sat on the roof together, Hermione between Ron's legs and Ron's arms wrapped around her. Her head lay against his chest listening to his heartbeat.

They watched the sun rise. Ron melted, he wa watching the most miracolous thing ever with the wonman of his dreams in his arms.

"Whenever I feel that there is nothing beautiful left in the world and you're not around." Ron chuckled and looked at Hermione,

"I come up here and watch the sun rise, or watch the stars and think of everything that has been brought in my life that has been good. You, Harry, my family, Hogwarts, they all have brought things in my life that have left a impression on my soul. They have opened my eyes and made me remember what I have and I need to be grateful for that. What I am trying to say Hermione is that you are an amazing person and you have always been there for me when I was scared and unsure of what to do. I want you to know that I am here for you when you need me to be, I might not know what to do or what to say but I am here. I am so sorry I was not there to protect you, I should have known he was hurting you. I am so sorry Hermione, I should not have let Bill drag me out of the house, I should have stayed here with you. I will never leave you ever again. I promise." she turned to look him in the eyes.

" Ronald Bilius Weasley," she whispered to him with both hands on his face,

"Now you listen to me. Don't you ever think this was your fault, do you understand me? I chose not to say anything, I never let anyone see that there was anything wrong. Ron please all that matters now is that I am out of there and you are here with me. That is all that matters to me anymore." they were crying, her hands dropped to his hands.

He looked up at her, he let go of her hands and brought them to her face, carefully wiped away her tears. "Hermione Jean Granger, I love you" He stared into her brown eyes, and waited for permission to continue.

Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck, she made the first move she tilted her heard just slightly and bent forward. He leaned in and gently kissed her lips, they both opened their eyes and looked at each other.

Hermione smiled for the first time in two days. "I love you too Ronald."

They kissed one more time before Ron stood up and held out his hand for Hermione. Together they went back inside, they each changed into sweat pants and hoodies, they took their dreamless sleep potion and laid down together.

Ron held Hermione and listened to her breathe. His mind was going as fast as the Hogwarts express, he could not put one thing with the other.

He tried to sleep, after awhile he just focused on Hermione's breathing. The shallow breaths, that was when he knew she was relaxed, his arm was wrapped around her waist and it rose with every breath. He breathed in her smell, he memorized every inch of her face, he learned the feel of her hand by heart. He vowed right there and then that he would always protect her, never leave her side, even if that meant he would have to watch her marry Viktor Krum, the bloody git.


I am truley sorry that it took this long to get Ron with Hermione but I hope it satisfide the emptiness that it left, i know it did for me.

I hope youn liked it and thank you for reading, Now I have to ask one more thing please review it keeps me motivated and the suggestions I have gotten have been great please keep them coming!!

Love always

Maggie