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The Changes in Waiting by almost_witch
Chapter 9 : The new beginning
 
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You can deny it all you want, but in the end you know it's true.






“’Hermy?” A very thick accent could be heard saying, their big hands trying to shake a woman awake. “Hermy, wake up.”

Hermione’s eyes snapped open. “Oh, it’s just you,” she mumbled, sitting up and rubbing her eyes.

Victor passed her a glass of Pumpkin Juice and a letter.

“What’s this?” She asked, taking the letter from his hand.

He shrugged and walked from the room.

She scanned her tired eyes over the letter.


Hermione,

You need to get to St. Mungo’s as soon as you can, it’s Ron.

Harry.



Hermione’s heart began to race and she threw a cloak over her pyjama’s. She moved quickly from the room.

“Hermy?” Victor appeared holding bacon and eggs.

“Victor, I’ve got to go, it’s Ron. Oh god…” her mind was going at a million miles an hour. What had happened?

Victor bent down to kiss her on the cheek but she narrowly dodged it and apparated on the spot.

Hermione landed outside St. Mungo’s and ran straight in, pushing people out of the line to find out which ward Ron was in. The lady told her and she ran through the corridors.

Finally she found the room and she threw the door open. She was glad to see that she was not the only one to be in her Pyjama’s.

“I only just got the letter!” She said, still holding the letter tightly in her hand.

Harry stared at her with cold and distant eyes.

“They think it was a Death Eater.” He said like his voice wasn’t really his.

Hermione fell into the nearest chair and buried her face with her hands, not wanting to look at the body lying on the bed.

“Why?” her voice was muffled through her hands.

“No one knows yet,” Mr Weasley said, his eyes glued on his son.

“W-what curse?” She said, standing up and looking down onto Ron’s lifeless body.

“Avada Kedavra,” Harry’s cold voice replied.

Hermione felt a sharp intake of breath.

“But? He’s not… he can’t be?” She said, her eyes darting from Harry to Ron to Molly and then to Arthur.

Harry shrugged. “We don’t know, they said there’s some sort of… I don’t know… it doesn’t quite make sense. They said something about a not complete old magic thing. It’s sort of like the one my mum made for me.” Hermione could see this all hit a soft spot.

Harry ran his finger over the side of the bed before continuing. “It’s because he was thinking about… love or forgiveness at the time. It’s got to do with hope and regret… it’s twisted. But either way I don’t think he knew he was doing old magic at the time so it didn’t full form a shield.”

Hermione looked at Ron. His blue eyes were open and staring up at the roof, his hands by his side and he was still in the clothes he must have slept in when he was hit by the curse.

‘Ron you can fight this,’ she thought madly to herself. ‘Don’t leave me, not this way. Please, Ron.’

The door swung open and a tall and grey haired Healer walked into the room.

“Ronald Weasley?” He said, declaring that he was in the right room.

Everyone stared at him for answers so he knew to continue.

He coughed before continuing. “We have run dozen’s of tests because this is a once off thing. We have never seen anything like it; we do believe that Ronald accidentally began to create a shield for himself that is very old magic. We do think that Ronald has been protected from the worst part of the Killing curse.”

“So-“ Mr Weasley started

“He’s alive?” Harry almost jumped with relief.

“Yes,” the healer nodded. “But his body is half way through a shut down. What I mean is that he is not functioning as a normal human should. He will not be able to move or be like other people his age. We are afraid that he will have to be on a constant care.” The Healers voice was hollow and dry.

“What do you mean by half way through a shut down?” Molly stood, trying to hold herself up.

“I expect that he get tired very easily, we will need someone to always be there, he may not be able to walk, move or be like he used to.” The Healer bowed his head down.

“So there’s nothing you can do? Nothing at all?” Harry snapped.

“I’m afraid not, this problem is beyond anything that we are used to, Mr Potter.”

Harry glared at the Healer for a moment and then turned back to his best friend.

“He should come back into focus anytime soon.” The Healer said before turning and leaving the room.

Molly fell back into a chair, covered in tears. “He’s too young to have his life destroyed yet!” She cried out before dissolving into even more tears. Mr Weasley patted her back, not tearing his eyes off his son.

“Do we know when Ginny will be here?” Mr Weasley said wearily to Harry.

“She’s trying to get out of work now.” Harry said sitting at Ron’s feet.

Time ticked so slowly as they all sat in silence, waiting for any sign of movement from Ron, hoping to god that he would come back to them.

Finally his eyes flickered. They opened and closed several times before he began to look around the room, confused and startled.

Molly jumped up with fright and ran to his side.

“Ron! Ronny? Can you hear me?” She said in a very loud and clear voice.

“Why am I here?” He groaned, trying to sit up.

“Don’t move, darling.” Mrs Weasley shoved him down; tears began to reappear in her eyes.

Ron stared at Harry, he was asking for answers without really speaking.

Harry explained as much as he could. By the end of it Ron stared blankly up at the ceiling. “So… I’m basically going to have no life?” He said sourly.

Molly broke out with a very loud sob, while Harry looked down at his feet like it was his fault that Ron was going to live this way.

“It’s not your fault, Harry.” Hermione spoke for the first time since Ron came back to them.

“The Death Eaters… I should have known when they came back to Hogwarts that they wanted something…” Harry’s voice was drifting in and out.

“Harry, stop it, you couldn’t have known that they wanted to kill Ron. “ Hermione said, she hated it when Harry punished himself like this.

“Don’t you see, Hermione? It’s the new generation of Death Eaters. They are trying to get us back for what we did to their Leader, Voldemort and their fathers.” Harry ran his hand though his messy black hair.

“Then we can protect ourselves now, we know what we are up against, don’t we?” Hermione tried to get Harry to look into her eyes. “Don’t blame yourself.”

Harry didn’t respond, and instead he turned back to Ron.

“I’ll resign tonight; I can be your full time carer.” Harry said.

“Harry, you can’t do that.” Mr Weasley said, playing with his wrinkly hands.

“I can, and I will.” Harry said stubbornly.

“No,” Ron finally spoke. “I’m not letting you leave a teaching position because of me. I don’t want people treating me different just because I’m not going to be able to be normal anymore.” Ron’s last words stung everyone hearts.

Everyone sat in silence for some time. Ginny mailed them angrily saying that the shop she worked at would not let her out. Harry went to her aid and promised to be back soon.

Mrs and Mr Weasley decided to find a quick coffee to break the awkwardness.

“Ron,” Hermione said, standing up and walking to his side. “I know you don’t want me here, and I promised I would never come back… but I had to.”

Ron didn’t look at her; he stared at a spot on the ceiling.

“I do want you here, I’m glad you came back.” He said, his voice sounded so distant and unlike him.

Hermione’s eyes sparkled with tears; she did her best to hold them back. She didn’t want to ruin the moment she’s been waiting for so long. “I can look after you.” She whispered carefully, pulling up a chair and running her finger across the back of his hand.

“Thank you.” He whispered stiffly back, his hand moved and slipped nervously into hers.

“For what?” She tried not to sound to forceful, trying to hide away the tears.

“Just thank you.” He couldn’t look into her eyes.




Author: Ta Da! The end of the story. Looking back I am amazed how many times this was actually favourited. I am now going to go back and fix all those little things I have done wrong, ect, ect. Thank you to all for reading this. I hope your glad that there is such a cheesy ending, because it was going to be nothing like this until I decided that this sort of ending needed to come around into my always depressing stories.

Thanks again, Almost_Witch.



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