The reception was beautiful. Everyone was dancing and congratulating the newlywed couple. Ron smiled lovingly down at his wife and planted a small kiss to her forehead. She smiled up at him and they swayed in time to the music. His hand moved rhythmically up the small of her back to her shoulders and then down to her back again. He leaned down and planted a small kiss on her lips. She pushed up and they're lips moved slowly and lovingly. Ron pulled back, breathless and happy.
"I love you so much," He whispered as the song ended. She smiled.
- - -
"Oh oh roonn…" She breathed heavily as he pushed deep inside her and pulled out again. His breath was labored and he could tell she was close. He pumped himself inside her faster and harder, pleasing himself and her. She clawed at his back and clenched down on him, releasing the coiled spring that had been building in the pit of her stomach.
"Oh god," She whispered as Ron collapsed on top of her. "I love you so much." Ron smiled, kissing her neck and pulling the covers around them, falling asleep on the top of her breasts.
- - -
They walked slowly on the beach. They were talking… just talking, nothing else. The waves crashed against the rocks and the soaked sand. Ron stopped and pulled his beautiful wife into his arms. She rested her head on the crook of his neck and sighed. Ron wrapped his arms around her waist and her arms climbed up his back, resting on his shoulder blades. The waves grew taller and crashed, lapping at their barren feet. Ron rested his chin on the top of her head and watched the orange/red sun dip below the ocean. This was one of those moments that she would always cherish, wanting to remember for the rest of her days.
- - -
"Ronald, I'm pregnant…" She said in a shaky voice. Ron stared at her in shock from his perch on the cream colored couch.
- - -
"My beautiful baby. My beautiful little Rose." She said lovingly at the small baby in her arms. Ron came in the hospital recovery room and sat down next to his little daughter and his wife. He rubbed the top of Rose's head and breathed a sigh of relief that both his wife and his daughter survived the c-section.
"I love you so much, baby." Ron said to his wife and kissed the top of his baby Rose's head. His wife looked lovingly at the father and daughter moment.
"Ronald, I would go crazy without you," She said and Ron smiled.
- - -
"NO RONALD!" She screamed as she tried to get past the policemen. They held her back as she struggled. "LET ME GO! THAT'S MY HUSBAND IN THERE!" She screamed and kicked the man. He let her go and clutched at his knee in pain. She ran forward and a gunshot rang through the air. She stopped and a gagged on a sob as her husband's form slowly crumpled to the ground. "RONALD!" She fell to the ground, burrowing her eyes into her hands, furiously wiping away her tears. She crawled forward and cradled his dead form in her arms, crying and rocking back and forth. Shakingly, she gasped and closed his lifeless eyes. "No… no… no, no this can't happen…" She whispered and placed her forehead on his. She laid his body back down on the ground and stood up, turning to the policemen. "WHY DIDN'T YOU DO SOMETHING? YOU SHOULD HAVE GOT IN THERE AND PRETECTED HIM! THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE HERE FOR! YOU BASTARDS!" She shouted, beating her fists against the policemen's bodies as tears streamed down her face.
- - -
The ceremony was quiet. The pastor's voice rang through the cemetery. The Ron Weasley lay in his beautiful black coffin, perfectly preserved. The pastor closed his bible and stepped off the platform. Ron's wife stood up and with shaky steps stood next to his body and placed a simple white rose on his dead chest. She gripped her black pencil skirt in her hands as she stumbled back to her seat, collapsing into it and shaking with silent tears.
The coffin was slowly lowered into the freshly dug grave.
- - -
She stared down at her beautiful toddler baby in her bed. She couldn't handle how alike Rose and her husband's features were. She stared down at the knife in her hand with a grim look. She struck. Blade met skin and blood poured from her wrists. She stumbled around the mansion and finally collapsed on the dining room table. A scream rang through the mansion as her maid, Janet, found the dying mother lying there with blood still pouring from her wrists. Janet immediately called an ambulance.
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"NO!" Hermione screamed, tearing at her hair. She thrashed around in her bed screaming bloody murder as the memories continued to flow in front of her eyes. Hermione's piercing scream filled the white room and bounced off the white walls and her white sheets and swirled around the night worker's heads, streaming through the halls. Doctor's quickly ran into the room, trying to grab at her hands and feet to lock them down with the braces. "AHH!!" Hermione screamed as she tried to claw at them to let her free. They finally locked her arms down and she continually thrashed and attempted to break free of her bonds. They left the room, closing the white door with the metal plaque in the center saying:
'Hermione Granger'
'Room 625'
'St Mungo's Insane Asylum for Witches and Wizards'