A/N:

Written fot the January Event over on Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Challenges & Assignments)

Pairing: Ron/Hermione

Hopscotch: "I'm so safe." (dialogue) walking (action), collapsing (word)

Misscarriage

Hermione placed her hand affectionately on her stomach as she went about doing a bit of Spring cleaning, the muggle way. It was something that her husband could not seem to understand but it gave the newlywed satisfaction to do something by hand for a change. Her daily life was so full of magic that she truly cherished moments like these when she could remind herself of her roots and where she came from.

As she walked through the kitchen, she suddenly doubled over in agony. Something was wrong.

"Ron," Hermione whispered tearfully from the kitchen, her fingers curling around the edge of the worktop to keep her balance. "Something's wrong. Something's really really wrong."

The pain in her body was excruciating, and whilst she was positive she knew what was occurring, she refused to admit it to herself, or Ron.

Ron came rushing into the kitchen just in time to catch a collapsing Hermione.

"'Minone, what's going on?" he cried, as he struggled to support her weight and move her towards the oak dining room chair. "Is it the baby? Is something happening to our child?"

"N-N-Nothing," she choked out, fighting the scream that burned to be released. "J-Just in a bit of p-aaaaain."

The young witch caught a glimpse of her husband's face. It told her that she was fooling him.

"Stop talking absolute rubbish," he uttered as he gently rubbed circles on her back. "If anyone took one look at you right now, they would know that there was something serious going on. I'm taking you to St Mungo's now, no questions asked."

Ron cradled Hermione in his arms that night as she sobbed quietly. His wife had taken the news of her miscarriage hard, and even though he was dying on the inside he knew he had to be strong for Hermione.

"I'm so safe with you," Hermione suddenly said. "I'm so sorry I couldn't protect our child."

"None of this is your fault. These things happen and no one knows why. You were there, you heard the Healer," Ron admonished her.

Hermione said nothing in agreement, or disagreement, instead opting to shift out of his arms, turn off the bedside lamp, and move as far away from him as she could.

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