I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters. I'm grateful to be able to play with them
A little one shot to aid with my writers block.
Fair well my love, until we meet again
A dark and rainy night, two figures are silhouetted by what little light there is standing on a cliff edge overlooking the English channel. The shorter a female with long brown hair sticking to her head and face, the man next to her a head taller. The flash of lightning high lighting his red hair and long nose. Both have cloakes pulled tight around them, his arm around her waist and her head resting on his shoulder.
"you don't have to wait Ron, the boat won't be long"
The young man made no effort to move, except for pulling her a little closer.
"Ron you have lost your brother tonight, you need to be with your family."
It was now the red head spoke.
"Two of my brother's gave everything today. Did Harry know?" glancing at her abdomen.
A strained smile crossed her lips. "yes and it probably why he decided to go into the forest. The idea he would be a possible danger to his own child would have scared the crap out of him. You know a family was his greatest wish." Warm drops running down her cheeks mixing with the cold rain.
"where will you go Hermione? Australia to find your parents?"
Shaking her head she replied. "No, my parents had a place in the South of France. I will go there, you know there is no return from an obligation."
A small boat started to dock at the jetty below them.
"well Ron that's my ride. Look after yourself"
"You look after that baby if it takes after it's father, that little thing in there will be absolute trouble."
She turned, raised herself on her toes and kissed his cheek. Then with a pop she was standing on the deck waiting to depart. Ron watched the small craft as it began it's trip across to France before turning with a pop and aperating home.
The burrow was quite as he walked into the kitchen through the back door, his remaining family were gathered around the table silently waiting for him.
"Ronald Wheasly where have you been and where is Hermione."
"She's gone mum, there's nothing for her in England anymore."
The room exploded with sound. Ron raised his hands and the room fell silent.
"I can tell you now she has gone, they got married on Christmas eve in Godricks Hollow. Hermione is pregnant, that kid will never be truly safe as long as they stay in the UK."
"Where will she go."
Ron shrugged. "She fed me a line about the South of France. All I know is Hermione Potter will have a plan and she a has a part of Harry with her. Now I'm going to get the fire whiskey a toast my two brothers that gave up their tomorrow for our today."
The boat docked in France, Hermione made her way ashore and into the waiting car. What ever life had in store for her she would always have a part of Harry with her.
"Fair well my love. Until we meet again"