Oh how our life has changed (a Romione fan fiction)

Chapter 2: Nightmares

A flash of green light illuminated Harry. His limp body fell to the floor. Voldemort's laugh cruelly echoed around the court.

Screaming I woke up, the bedsheets tangled around me. Ron, who was sleeping right next to me, startled awake. Almost instantaneously he sat up and rubbing his eyes came closer towards my shaken body,

"Hey, hey it's alright. I'm here, it's alright" He said in a consoling voice. I rested my head against his shoulder, still shaking slightly.

"It was just a nightmare," Ron soothed, stroking my hair. I sat there for a couple of minutes trying to regulate my breathing again. I looked up at Ron, he had dark circles under his eyes. Recently I had been having nightmares in the middle of the night. Ron tried to stay up so he could wake me if I started to have one.

"I'm sorry" I mumbled,

"You should just go to sleep, I don't want to keep you up like this every night."

"Don't apologize Mione, I do it because I love you, it's terrifying seeing you in this state!" He gestured pulling me closer to his chest.

"I'm sorry" I repeated, letting Ron's firm grip soothe me.

I know I wasn't being all that fair, Harry was Ron's best friend as well. I couldn't keep going on like this, Ron was helping me get through it, he was always there for me. However I never asked if he was alright. I was so wrapped up in my own emotions that I hadn't realised until now.

"Are you ok Ron?" I asked, looking up at the boy, his flaming red hair still visible in the dark.

"Of course!" He replied, staring down at me with a confused expression.

"No, are you actually ok?" I repeated.

"We all miss him" He sighed, finally letting go of me. I looked up at him, a longing expression plastered on my face. Harry was like a brother to me, his death out of everyone's had hurt the most.
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It was announced in the daily prophet that morning that the date for the vow with Voldemort was in a few weeks time. That meant that Arthur Weasley, Ron and Bill (who lives with Fleur) all had to go.

"That's another thing to add onto the schedule," Mr Weasley sighed, putting down the paper. Everyone was still very upset about the deaths of Harry, Fred and all the others like Remus or Tonks, but at least the mood had seemed to lighten up a bit. Although, it was sad not seeing the boy who I'd grown up with everyday.

Before Ron and I move to Germany we planned on getting married. Not a big wedding, just a few close friends. We also had Harry and Fred's funeral to attend; also Remus and Tonks'.

Ron said that even if he didn't want to he was going to make the vow with Voldemort, just in case. Even though at the moment we were still living at the Burrow, we would soon become our own household in another country.
"It's better to be safe than sorry," Ron said, trying to reassure me. I wasn't so sure about Ron doing this, what if he did one small thing that Voldemort classified as rebelling? Ron would die and I wouldn't have anyone left. I loved Ron with my whole heart. He will forever be my Ronald Bilius Weasley!

"I'm coming with you," I pleaded.

"Hermione, it's too dangerous. This is Voldemort we're talking about." He insisted,

"The man who killed our best friend, and my brother!" Ron hissed, anger replacing his face of worry.

"But what if something happens?" I cried taking a small step back from Ron.

"And please let's not talk about that," I said, mumbling.

"I'm sorry" he said apologetically,

"But if anything happens to you, I swear..." he continued his voice getting angrier.

"It will be fine!" I cut him off, smiling at him sweetly. At that he swept me off my feet into a bone crushing hug. I squealed as he swung me around, the happiest I'd been for ages. Finally Ron put me down, gave me a kiss and went to help Mrs Weasley make lunch.

"I love that boy so much!" I beamed while talking under my breath.

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Second chapter complete!!! If you're reading this, thank you so much <3