Old Friendships, New Romantics

Chapter 7

Hermione's POV
As we lay on the damp ground my mind races in the night. I hear the screams for help, the sinister laughter of a person becoming a murderer. I see blood all around me, I'm still in the middle of all the people who died that day and all I hear is their voices screaming for help, "help. Help! HELP!" when I open my eyes Harry is staring at me.
"It will all be okay" is all he said as he kissed my forehead.
It'll all be okay...that what I keep telling myself.
Harry offers me his hand and I lift myself offer the ground and walk towards the Burrow. As draw nearer the door we hear, "But Mum they were both my best friends and now they're together! I don't want them here...together."
"Ronald!! Now, I've taught you better than this! They have been your very best friends, you can't just abandon them because you feel uncomfortable about their new feelings towards each other. How do you think Hermione felt when she had to watch you with Lavender?" She whispered. "She didn't try to outcast you from her life, did she?"she questioned.
"No, but she didn't have birds almost kill me" he mumbled.
She ignored him and said, "Ron, in life we are given a few true friends and it's our job to make sure that we never let them go. Don't let them go or you will regret it."
They her him sigh and enter the Burrow. "Morning" comes from Harry, a smile is thrown his way by Ron.