Famous Last Words

Disclaimer: I do not own it. If I did, I wouldn't be writing this.

His breathing was becoming more and more labored. With his last ounce of strength he grasped her arm and looked deeply into her eyes, for, what was most likely, the last time.

"You know I love you, right?" he asked, his voice rasping.

"Ron, please, please don't do this!" she begged as she looked into his deep blue eyes. "We're going to get through this, don't worry, please."

"Mione," he winced in pain as he tried to sit up, "I love you, please, leave. Run as far away as you can, don't look back. Save yourself," he paused as a tear rolled down his cheek, "Forget me. Save yourself, Run."

"Ron, I'm not leaving you! I love you! Don't leave me!" she was crying hysterically as she threw herself at him. He wrapped his arms around her, and tried to comfort her. Suddenly, a flash of green light hit the rock above them.

"Mione, if you love me, you will save yourself. Please go!" he ordered her. To make his point clear, he gave her a little push. She ran, as fast as she could, away from him. When she was far enough away, she looked back. A flash of green light and the words "Avada Kerdava!" were screamed and she realized he was gone. A stream of tears came rushing down her face as she continued to run as far as she could go.

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Hermione Granger woke with a start. Her eleven year old daughter was shaking her. "Mum, mum, c'mon, today's the day! Let's go!" Hermione smiled. Today was the day her daughter, Haven, went to Hogwarts. Haven was ecstatic. Ever since she had gotten the letter, she had been talking non-stop about how excited she was. Haven ran out, leaving Hermione to get dressed. She changed and went to the kitchen. She shared a flat with Ginny and Harry, Haven's aunt and uncle, and their eleven year old, Harry Jr., and seven year old twins, Jacob and James. Ginny was pregnant, again, so they were moving to a house not far from the flat.

"Hey Harry, where's Ginny?" she asked as she entered the small kitchen.

"She's got her head in the toilet," Harry replied as he handed her a cup of coffee. He hadn't changed, look wise, since Hogwarts. He still had the unruly black hair and lively green eyes.

"Mum! Hurry up! We're going to be late!" Harry Jr. yelled as he got his things. Haven was helping him, since her stuff was already in the hall. Harry Jr. was the one oddball out of all the kids. He had his dad's black hair and green eyes, while all the others had the Weasley red hair and blue eyes.

"Why are you in such a rush?" Ginny asked as she came out of the bathroom. She had a hand on her huge stomach, and her face was returning to its normal shade.

"Auntie Ginny, we have to go!" Haven said as she tugged at Ginny's sleeve. Ginny smiled down at her, and then turned to Hermione.

"She looks so much like him." Tears came to Ginny's eyes and she hugged Hermione. The mere mention of her brother brought tears to her eyes.

"Gin, c'mon, we have to get them to the platform. Stop crying or I'm going to start crying, and then Harry's going to look at us funny, and then, oh screw it! My baby's leaving me!" Hermione and Ginny were both crying, leaving Harry and the kids in an uncomfortable position.

"Mum, knock it off! You're bloody embarrassing us!"

"Haven! Watch your language!" Hermione scolded as she broke away from Ginny. Unfortunately, Haven had taken to talking like a drunken sailor, just like her father, since a very early age and Hermione hadn't been able to break her of the habit. Finally, Ginny calmed down and they piled into the car. When they reached the platform, Haven squealed with excitement, and Harry tried to be 'cool' about it. They hugged their family and boarded the train without looking back.

"I can't handle this!" Ginny wailed. "You two are never leaving me!" She pulled the twins into a hug.

"Dad, she's suffocating us!" James complained.

"Do you think you could Apparate back home? I need to get them back," Harry asked Hermione as he comforted a sobbing Ginny. He carefully led the hysterical Ginny and the twins out to their car, leaving Hermione to dwell on what she had been trying to avoid all morning.

I wish he was here, she thought. I'd give anything to have him here with me. Hermione turned around, and walked out. It began to rain as she was walking back, so she ducked into a coffee shop to wait it out. She ordered a black coffee and sat in the corner. She didn't notice she'd been crying until a tear hit her hand. She wiped it away and just stared at the coffee.

"Anyone sitting here?" she heard a voice from above her ask.

She didn't bother to look up at the person standing above her. "No, and I was just leaving." She stood up and accidently bumped into that person, who just happened to have the deep blue eyes, flaming red hair and lopsided grin she missed so terribly. "Ron?"

R&R plz, and be nice, this is my first HP fanfic.