Hermione granger

Dear god

|HERMIONE|

'Unless' the doctor looked at me directly. "He can survive only if we give him blood, we've asked everyone else you are our last hope, what blood type are you." The doctor asked me with a sense of urgency. "I am..Blood type o' I replied, rolling up my sleeve I knew it was the same, and I couldn't wait another second. "If you are comfortable, would you like to follow me and we can draw some blood" he directed me to the door, "OF COURSE!" I replied jumping out my seat, "follow me" he said we took a left and then another left, we walked into a small room with white floors and white ceilings, the walls were washed with an off white, and even the rusty bed frame was white. I sat perched on the bed while the sheets crinkled all around me. he got out his red pen and piece of paper and began to draw blood, he had eyes arms I was really confused. "I'm joking" he said "now for the real thing" It was a quick yet tedious process , he washed my arm with a antibacterial wipe, and pulled out a huge needle which linked to a rubbery clear bag. "It Will be a short, sharp pain.' The doctor said snapping me out of my thoughts. "That's fi... OW!" He had already put the needle in. It was five minutes and then done. He wiped my arm once again and added a plaster. We walked back to the room where Ron lay still, hopefully it works. It had been two hrs and Ron's eyes began to flutter, he was in a separate room to ginny and it was just me and him, I grabbed his hand and gave it a squeeze. He opened his eyes wide, so confused as where he was or why. "You're in the hospital Ron" I said calmly. "You and Ginny were in an accident; she is fine, Harry's with her. Your parents were here but it has been a week and I told them to go and get some rest." I called a doctor, who checked him over. "He should be fine. I will be back in 1 hr to check on him" the doctor said then left. He looked at me wide eyed "bloody hell" I heard him mutter he looked at me with tears in his eyes. "what happened exactly?" He looked at me. He was scared. "That doesn't matter now. I will tell you later promise." I took out my pinky and he did the same. I told him I had been here the whole time and I would be here until he is better. "you should get some rest." I said rubbing his hand. " thank you" he said quietly. "But I'm not tired" he said "I know this is a stupid question, but how are you feeling?" I asked full of concern "I feel ok, but god does my shoulder kill, and my head is banging!" He did a half hearted smile. " well you did dislocate your shoulder and you had hit your head so hard and lost a lot of blood" I began to tear up, "you needed blood otherwise you would make it." I said, with tears rolling out my eyes. "I had to give you my blood" He looked up at me, he was crying too. "I want to be brave but the truth is, I can't I'm really scared and In a lot of pain. But thank you! I mean you would do that for me? I can never repay you." He spoke softly "Ron,"  I said sitting on his bed, " it's ok to be scared, and it's ok to cry. And I would do it again without a second thought, you don't need to repay me, you waking up is enough." I told him with a whole heart full of love. He gestured for me to lay on the bed next to him, the bed was massive and I was only small, I sat on his good side, he laid down and I stayed up right his head was leant on my chest, " Ron, I promise, it's ok to be upset, I'm not going anywhere!' Suddenly my top was soaking and his was voice was so rough. He never really, cried for Fred or lavender, or all his friends, he didn't know how to react, and this was his time. I held him for about 30 minuets and he let it all out, before I knew it, it was morning, Molly and Arthur were back. 'Morning' she said quietly and calmly ' how are you?' I asked "never better," she Replied. 'RON IS OK!' She welled up, but it was happy tears. After another week in hospital Ron was released. Ginny and Ron were both ok. We were all ok, again.