Don't Leave Me

"Ron!" I screamed but he disapparated. I didn't think he would leave us, but he did. I also didn't think he'd become a deatheater, but he did.


8. Before I Go

I opened my eyes to find myself face to face with Ron. 

"Where are we?" I asked.

He steadied me as I looked around, we were in the woods. Harry lay on the ground beside us, unconscious. 

I looked into Ron's eyes.

"You saved me," I whispered.

He nodded, brushing my hair behind my ear. 

"I'm sorry," He said, "For doing this to you."

I felt tears well up in my eyes.

"Why did you come back?"

He cleared his throat and leaned back, helping me sit up.

"B-Because I love you, Hermione."

I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my stomach and I gasped, looking down to see my worst nightmare. Blood soaked through my white shirt and I screamed.

"Shhh," Ron said anxiously, cupping my face in his hands.

I began to hyperventilate, I was going to die. I was going to die.

"Bellatrix threw a knife, but you're going to be okay..." He whispered, looking into my eyes.

I began to feel light headed and before I knew it Ron was catching me because I was falling. I reached up to touch his face, his beautiful face.

"I love you too."

The trees above faded, and then so did his face. As darkness surrounded me, I felt his lips against mine, and suddenly I didn't anymore. I was floating away, farther into the distance. Up, up and away.

The last thing I heard was his voice, his loving, deep voice.

"Don't leave me," He choked, "Please don't leave me."


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