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Written for the February Event (Teamwork) over on Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Challenges & Assignments)

Prompts: (Object) Engagement/Promise/Wedding Ring, (Colour) Coral

Chocolate Frog: Silver – Frank Longbottom – Challenge – Write about Frank Longbottom

Pairing: Hermione/Frank

Gringotts: AU: WWI AU!; Pairing: Cross Gen Het – Hermione/Frank; Said Words – Promised, Sobbed; Noun – Jacket, Sleeve, King, Country, Duty, Pocket, Finger, Train, Winter, Snow, Regiment, Barracks, Women, Children, Week; Adjective – Plain, Smooth, Wooden, Last [4]; Verb – Survive, Prove, Return, Replace, Do, Go, Change, Leave; Compound Words – Something; Colour – Coral [31]

Word Count: 312

Please Don't Leave

"I don't want you to leave," Hermione sobbed as she clung to the sleeve of her older boyfriend's jacket. "I don't know how I'd survive if you didn't come back to me."

Frank gazed down with loving eyes at his first love and forced a smile onto his face. If it had been left up to him, he wouldn't leave her at all, but he had to go and do his duty by serving for his King and Country.

"I will always come back to you my love," he said as he rooted around in his inside pocket and pulled out a small box. "And to prove as much to you, I want you to wear this promise ring until I return," Frank requested with conviction.

He flipped open the box, revealing the plain, smooth wooden ring he had been working on night and day for the last week.

"I'll replace it with something better after I get back," he promised.

Frank slipped the ring onto Hermione's finger, and kissed her knuckles before slowly releasing her hand and heading towards the train.

"Frank, please don't go," Hermione cried after him, rushing after him and desperately clinging to his arm.

"I have to my sweet, but don't worry; I'll be back before the last of the coming winter snow disappears," he told her, releasing her hand from his sleeve and jumping on board the train before his love could change his mind.

The train whistled and slowly departed the station, taking Frank and the rest of his regiment to their barracks.

Hermione's coral dress billowed in the wind, as she and perhaps a hundred other women and children watched their loved ones leaving. Each and every one of them was left wondering when they would see them again, or if this would be the last time they ever saw their loved one alive.

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