Hermione's face paled as she saw her eldest daughter had remained at the scene; she could have murdered Teddy Lupin at that moment. How dare he put her life at risk like that? How dare he leave her behind? Did he have any idea how dangerous this was? Wasn't he supposed to be Ara's friend?

"You need to leave!" Hermione shrieked.

"Hermione," Ron growled, eyes narrowed. "Why are you talking to Malfoy's child like that? She's scum, Hemione! Look at her! Those eyes, so much like his," Ron's voice was low and cold, "just another deatheater in the making. The lot of them!"

"How dare you," Draco snarled, "how dare you talk about my daughters like that!"

"Ara you need to leave," Hermione said pleadingly, "if you don't turn around and get out of here now, I will take you back myself!"

"And leave Lyra and Gemini with this freak?" Ara shriked, "I won't let you! I won't let them get hurt! Please mum, let me help you!"

"Ara listen to your mother!" Draco growled, never taking his eyes off Ron.

"Mother?" Ron asked, face paling as his eyes widened, "no, that can't be."

"Ron," Hermione said spinning around to face him, "Ron listen, please."

"I see it," he said quietly as he studied the girl, "I see it!" Ron yelled, turning and running to the door behind which the other two girls were hidden. He blasted it open with his wand, reaching in and yanking Lyra out by her arm. The young girl whimpered, tears flooding her eyes.

"Please," she cried, "let me go."

"Lyra!" Draco and Hermione screamed in unison.

"Almost a twin," Ron breathed staring at the girl then turning to Hermione, "she has your curls, Mione. She looks just like you, except for that blasted Malfoy colour." He shook her slightly, causing Lyra to cry harder. Draco's fingers curled in on themselves.

"Let her go Weasely," he snarled, taking a step closer to him.

"She deserves what she's getting," Ron snapped. "If you knew what was good for you, Malfoy, you'd take a step back."

Lyra screamed as Ron squeezed her arm slightly; as she screamed she felt Magic burst out of her, zapping Ron's hands.

"Son of a bitch," Ron screamed, letting go of Lyra who took the opportunity to run towards her mother. Hermione grabbed her, closing her in a hug, tears streaming down her face. "My baby, oh my baby girl I'm so happy you're okay."

Ron snarled as he took in the sight of his hands, large boils covering most of his palm and fingers. "You're blasted daughter is as evil as you, you bloody git. Sneaky litter bugger. Good thing I've got a back up."

Ron reached inside and grabbed Gemini who kicked her legs out as hard as she could at him. "Stay away from me, you bastard!"

"Gemini," Hermione gasped.

"Don't worry about her language now," Draco growled, his protective instincts kicking in for the daughter he related to the most. "Let's worry about saving out daughter first."

"Ara," Hermione said quietly, "take Lyra and run. Get out of here as fast as you can, do you understand me?"

"Mum!" Ara shrieked in protest.

"Go!" Hermione snapped, flickering her gaze at her, "get her somewhere safe. Your father and I will take care of Gemini. No matter what happens, no matter what you hear, run. Do you understand me? Run!"

Tears rolled down Ara's face as she nodded. Hermione quickly bent and kissed both her daughters foreheads. "Go."

Ara turned and darted out the room, Lyra trailing behind her as she ran as fast as she could without falling.

"You think you're so smart, do you Hermione," Ron sneered, "you think just because you saved two of them, you can save this one as well."

Hermione stood up straight, her eyes taking in her middle daughter who continued to struggle in the arms of one of the men she once considered her best friend. "The Ronald Weasley I knew would never have kidnapped a young child. The Ronald Weasley I knew would never have hurt a child. The Ronald Weasley I knew would have been happy for me, happy to hear that I was happy."

"I was in love with you!" Ron screamed. "How could I be happy for you, knowing I could never have you?"

"Because you were my friend, Ron."

"I needed you," Ron cried, "I needed you and you left me, you left me for this prat! I needed you to make me better, Mione. I needed you. I was scared. The war, it scared me Mione. I would dream of the sound of screams, the sounds of people dying. The sight of Fred's dead body. Of Lupin and Tonks. Of Dobby. Of Lavender. Of every bloody person that died before my eyes. You made everything better. But you left me Hermione. You left me alone and look what happened to me!"

Ron's face was dripping in sweat, his hair sticking to his face. His eyes were wide and wild, crazed looking even. His skin was pale and clammy. He didn't look well.

Gemini stood there, trembling. She had put on a strong face for her baby sister, trying to show her that everything would be okay, but now that Lyra was safe, Gemini could show her real emotions; she was scared, terrified. Her parents stood there, looking helpless.

"I needed you and you were gone. You betrayed me."

"I never meant to hurt you," Hermione whispered, "I would have been there for you, Ron, honest I would, but you left. You chose to walk away that day. Put the girl down and we can talk about it."

Draco opened his mouth to say something but Hermione cut him a look, shaking her head. She could see bits and pieces of the Ron she once knew coming back, and she didn't need her husband to take that away. She would do whatever it took to help Ron return.

"I can't," Ron whispered, "if I let her go this will all be over."

"Not over," Hermione said taking a slow step forwards, "it's just beginning. We can talk. Just let them go."

Ron shook his head, Gemini swaying back and forth as well. She cried out as Ron swung her away from Hermione's hand, which she had stretched out towards him. "Stay away!" Ron cried, "stay away from her!"

"Ron," Hermione said, raising her hands up, her wand still in her hand. "Ron, please, let me help you."

"No," Ron said, "no, stay away. Stay away Hermione!"

"Ron,"

"No!" Ron screamed, "No! I won't let you! I won't let you!"

"Ron please!" Hermione yelled but Ron just continued yelling "no" over and over again. Gemini was scared, shaking even harder as the man kept screaming, louder and louder. She trembled, bringing her hands up to her ears and covering them, trying to block the loud noise out. She wanted him to stop, why wouldn't he stop?

Make it stop! Make it stop! Make it stop! She screamed in her head and she felt her body grow hot and tremble again, as a bright yellow light surrounded her. Heat filled the room, and objects slowly began to rise, floating in circles, spinning faster and faster. A wind picked up in the room, whipping her hair around her face. Gemini opened her eyes and watched as her parents exchanged surprised looks and the man finally let go of her as he was raised by the wind.

"What's happening?" he yelled as the wind threw him away, slamming him against the wall with a thud. His body slowly slid down the ground.

Gemini gasped, closing her eyes as she felt the wind settle and the temperature of the room return to normal. The echo of objects falling filled the room, but not a single other sound was heard. Gemini slid down, sitting with her knees pulled up to her chest; she lowered her head to her knees, squeezed her eyes shut tighter, and rocked back and forth, crying.

"Gem," her mothers voice whispered softly, a hand touching her shoulder, "Gemini it's okay, it's over."

Gemini fell into her mothers arms, sobbing. Hermione held her tightly, kissing her head. "It's okay, it's okay," she repeated as the girl cried.

"Dad," Gemini finally mumbled, "where's dad?"

"He's over there," Hermione said pointing. Hermione and Gemini both turned to where Draco should have been; he was there, but he was lying on the ground, eyes closed, and not moving.

"Draco," Hermione breathed, voice full of worry. "Draco!"

"Dad?" Gemini said, feeling her mother's worry, "daddy!"

"Draco!" Hermione cried rushing over to her husband's body. As she knelt at his side Hermione noticed blood flowing out from him.

"What's wrong with him?" Gemini cried, tears falling harder now.

"He's hurt," Hermione cried, "I can't see where though!" She searched his body, terrified to move him, and finally spotted a piece of glass piercing the side of his stomach.

"Is he going to be alright?" Gemini asked.

Hermione sniffled, "I don't know."

"What do we do mum?"

Hermione grabbed her wand, "I'll see if I can revive him. Rennervate," she said, a flash of red light filling the space around him, but nothing happened. "Draco, c'mon love." Hermione whispered. "Come back to me."

"Rennervate," she tried again to no avail. The blood kept flowing. "Nothing's going to work until I can get this blood to stop."

"How are you going to do that mum?" Gemini asked.

"Find me some sort of cloth, whether it be clothing or other wise. I need something to wrap around the piece of glass, I'm too afraid to remove it."

Gemini nodded and rushed off, returning a moment later with what appeared to be scrap pieces from a linen sheet. Hermione took it, placing it around the piece of glass, and bind it with her wand.

"Hermione? Is everything alright?" Hermione turned, eyes puffy and red from crying, to see Arthur Weasley standing in the door way. "Everyone else is safe, but when I hadn't seen you or Ron or Gemini I began to worry."

"Draco," Hermione sniffled, "he's hurt and unconscious."

"And Ron?" Arthur asked, his gaze flickering over to where his son's body lay.

"I haven't had the chance to check on him yet. Gemini released some accidental magic, I'm not too sure exactly what she did, but it caused Ron to slam into the wall."

Arthur slowly approached the body of his son, kneeling down to check the boys pulse. He was quiet for a moment before he hung his head, his eyes filling up with tears. "He's dead," he whispered.

"I'm so sorry," Hermione breathed.

Arthur nodded, eyes shinning with unshed tears. "Let me take Gemini with me back to the Burrow and I will send some help for you and Draco and to remove Ron's body."

"Thank you," Hermione breathed out as she returned her attention to her husband's body.

Gemini didn't even protest to being led away.

"C'mon now love," Hermione muttered to her husband, raising his wand. "Rennervate," again nothing happened. "Rennervate." Not a flicker or a twitch. "RENNERVATE!" Draco's body remained lifeless and Hermione began to cry in earnest.

A/N: *hides under chair* please don't hurt me...

I, uh, got an update for you! Please, please don't hurt me!

I want to comment on one of my guest reviewers who thought they were correcting me at the end of the last chapter where they said it should be "she let go". This is at the end where Harry disapparates and leaves Ara behind. I want to inform you that no, it wasn't Ara that let go, it was Teddy, there is no mistake in that part. Teddy grabbed Ara's hand with the intention of letting go. He knew how important it was for her to be with her family, so he let go.

Also, I feel I should comment on Ron in this chapter before I get a ton of reviews asking about it. You may have noticed in the last chapter that whenever Draco brought up Hermione Ron sort of flickered a little towards himself. You may also notice how he seemed a bit more like himself in this chapter. The reason behind that is because of Hermione. With Hermione being around, talking to him, just simply being near him, he was able to sort of come back to himself, but only slightly. Of course his mental stability would be too far gone for him to ever come back 100%, Hermione was helping him. but, of course, the inevitable happened and he was killed. Sorry if any of you are Ron fans, but it had to be done!

Alright, I again plead to you, PLEASE DON'T HURT ME! I love the next chapter... it's FULL of fashbacks of Hermione and Draco! Just a little something to keep you waiting :)

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