Never Let You Go-A Romione Story

Boggart

No one in particular's POV

This is after the war, and Fred is not dead. Just because I decided I don't want him to be. And Ron and Hermione are not married in this one.

Today, the Weasley's, plus Harry and Hermione, were cleaning Grimwald (correct me if I'm wrong please) Place. Mrs. Weasley decided to pair up the lot of adults/children. She paired Ginny with Harry, Ron with Hermione, Fred with George, and her and her husband. She sent Fred and George to the kitchen, Ginny and Harry to the den, her and Arthur to the 3 bedrooms up stairs, and Ron and Hermione to the attic.

Hermione dragged Ron up the stairs to the attic. But Ron wouldn't go up without and fight. "Mione! Do we have to clean? I'd rather do something way different. Especially since we are going to the attic. Alone." Ron said with a sly grin on his face. "Ronald!" Hermione yelled while blushing. "Oh come on! You know you want to!" Ron said. "Just come on you git!" "Damn Mione! You're bloody hot when you're angry." "Ron shut up!" Hermione yelled at him, blushing furiously. They reached the door to the attic and walked inside, and Hermione went from angry to scared. Ever since Malfoy Manor, Hermione was scared of the dark, Hermione whimpered, and reached out to find Ron. Ron grabbed her waist until they found the light. Hermione let out a breathe she had apparently been holding. "You okay?" Ron asked her. She nodded. "Let's just start cleaning." She said. "Mione! I don't want to clean!" Ron groaned, pulling Hermione to him and trying to kiss her. Hermione pulled away. "You're not get any kisses until we are done cleaning." Hermione said sternly. "But Mione! I need your kisses." Ron groaned. "Then I suggest we get this done quickly." Ron immediately set to work. They cleaning half the attic in about 30 minutes. They decided to split up the sides of the last half, wanting to get it done quicker. Hermione went to her side and began to use her wand to sort the untidy stack of papers. That is, until she heard banging coming from the cabinet next to the desk that held the papers. She cautiously brought her hand to the knob of the door. She slowly opened it, and out came a boggart. It immediately turned into her worst fear.

The boggart showed Ron slowly dying. Of course, it wasn't real, but Hermione was too shocked to do anything, she screamed and broke down crying. Screaming Ron's name over and over again. Ron came running from across the attic and stood in front of his sobbing girlfriend. The boggart changed. Ron saw Bellatrix on top of Hermione, cutting the word mudblood into the flesh of her arm. He felt tears start to run down his face. But he was able to manage one word. "RIDIKULIS!" (Is that right?) He yelled and the boggart vanished. He knelt next to his still crying girlfriend and pulled her into his arms and onto his lap, kissing her hair. "Ron?" She asked quietly. "I'm here love. That wasn't real. That wasn't me. I'm right here." He whispered into Hermione's ear, as she held on tight to him. Ron whispered soothing words in her ear as she continued to cry. "Let's go back to our room okay? You can lay down and I'll go let mum what happened." She nodded as Ron picked her up and carried her down the stairs to the second floor bedrooms. He opened the door to their room, and laid her gently on the bed. "I'll be right back, love." He said, kissing her messy hair. Ron walked down the stairs, looking for his mum. Sure enough, she was helping Fred and George with the kitchen. "Mum." He said, getting her attention. "Oh hello darling. Done with the attic?" She asked. "Not exactly. But before you get mad, I have a reason. There was a boggart in one of the cabinets up there. Hermione found it. Right now she's laying down in our room. I feel we both need a break. That alright?" He explained. His mum nodded. "Yes dear. Go up there with Hermione. I'll have Fred and George finish for you." "Thanks mum." He said as he bounded up the stairs. When he got back to their room, Hermione wasn't laying down anymore, but sitting on the edge up the bed, messing with something in her hands. Ron went and sat next to her. "You alright, love?" Hermione did nothing. Ron looked at the object in her hands. It was the necklace he gave her for her birthday in fifth year. "Mione. Answer me love." Hermione looked at him, her eyes still puffy from crying, and leaned into him. "Please don't ever leave me." She said. "Don't worry love. I'm yours forever and always."

After a while, Hermione had fallen asleep on Ron's chest. Ron gently laid her down on the bed and climbed in next to her, wrapping his arms around his sleeping girlfriend, holding her tightly in his arms. He kissed Hermione's nose and before he knew it, he as well fell asleep, holding the love of his life.