Beware the ring! There is more to it than meets the eye. That’s all I’ll ever say about it. So blah! sticks out tongue

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You used to captivate me

By your resonating light

Now I’m bound by the life you left behind

Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams

Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me

-My Immortal by: Evanescence

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Hermione lay bleeding half on the bed, half off. Malfoy had wanted to celebrate but hadn’t found her good enough. She had seen him smiling as he beat her. She had wanted to strangle him then, more than ever, but she hadn’t the strength. She never had strength. She gave a low moan in her throat.

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Hermione lay bleeding half on the bed, half off. She lay there with her eyes fluttering half open. Her body was completely broken. She had no strength to move. She gave a low moan in her throat.

“Why won’t you find me, Ron?” the voice echoed around the room. It was Hermione’s voice, Hermione’s sweet voice, but it hadn’t come from her mouth. It was just there.

Ron sat straight up in bed. He clutched the necklace that hung around his neck. It gave him comfort.

He swung his legs out of bed ad went for a glass of water in the kitchen. Earlier in the day he, Harry, Ginny and Sandra had spent hours putting up photos and laying out different knickknacks.

That’s when he had found the necklace. It was in a box in his closet. Hermi- She had given it to him for Christmas their seventh year with a note that said, “May we forever be together ...” He couldn’t sleep. He took off the necklace and threw it, but something felt wrong. He felt like he needed it. Slowly he went over and put it back on.

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“He hasn’t slept or eaten, I don’t even think he’s showered, in a week!” Sandra was complaining to Harry a week later. “He’s taken down all the photos and hidden them! He keeps muttering something about Hermione. Only he won’t say Hermione anymore. He started to flip out when I used her name the other day.”

Sandra watched as Harry went over to Ron and got snapped at for doing so. He couldn’t do what he was doing. He was searching nonstop for Malfoy and she knew it. It couldn’t happen. He couldn’t find Malfoy. She didn’t want to have to kill him.