Long time no write, right? Well, I am trying to finish all my old stories so that I can mark them as complete. I don't think that this one will take much longer, but who knows and we'll see. Enjoy!

Harry's dream was filled with that light again, that floating pearl. "Hermione," He called out. Hermione sat by his bed and smoothed a hand over his hair; he looked so sick and so weak. He needed her.

The door of the dorm burst open and Neville ran in panting, "Harry! Harry!" Neville shook Harry and he woke. Hermione watched as Neville informed Harry of an attack on the Burrow. Her heart clenched painfully and she listened shamelessly trying to garner who had been hurt and who had survived.

Ed shook Hermione slightly as she cried in her sleep. When he was finally able to wake her, she threw herself into his chest and cried. Unable to do anything else, Ed ran his fingers through her hair, he knew she found it comforting, and chose to remain silent instead of murmuring phrases of comfort. Neither of them was overly romantic with words, and often found the best kind of comfort to be the silent kind.

He knew that sometimes she dreamed of things that made her eyes sad and though she didn't know, he heard her crying over it when she thought no one was listening.

"Hermione," She shifted against the bare skin on his chest, they had progressed in their relationship to the point where they slept naked together, though nothing sexual happened. "Come, on, tell me."

She shook her head, but Ed wouldn't take that for an answer. "No, you will tell me, it will make you feel better rather than to keep all this pain locked up."

She shook her head again, but Edward kept pushing until she finally broke. "It's just hard."

"What's hard?" He murmured nuzzling her shoulder.

"I see them, sometimes, you know, in my sleep. Messages from home. Everything is just such a mess right now, and I have no idea what to do. My friend's family got attacked last night, and not everyone made it out alive. I just, I wish I was there so I could help." Edward sighed and shifted so that he was lying down on the bed.

"Maybe you should." He said finally, though it hurt him to say such things.

Hermione shook her head, "How do I do that? We haven't been able to figure it out yet."

"We'll figure it out. Starting now, that is going to be my first priority, learning how to send you home to your friends." Hermione picked up her head and looked up at him with large eyes.

"But, what about you?" She asked finally.

"I will go with you." They had never spoken about this before, what would happen when she would finally go back. "You, and me, and Al. We'll all go back to your world and we'll take care of this big bad guy of yours."

Hermione blushed and looked down. "I can't ask you to leave your world."

"You didn't ask. Sometimes a person has to do certain things for the person that he loves, this is one of them." Hermione blushed even more hotly. "You didn't think I would say that, did you?" Hermione shook her head vehemently. "You feel the same, don't you?" Hermione nodded into his chest and Ed grinned before wrapped his arms tightly around her and squeezing.

"Marry me."

Hermione's headshot up so fast it caught Ed's chin rather harshly.

Ed yelped and rubbed his abused chin, "I said 'Marry me', not 'Kill me'." He mumbled not unkindly and rotated his jaw experimentally to see if it could still work.

Hermione didn't know what to say, or how to respond, so she didn't. Ed smiled at her, "You don't have to reply now. Take some time, think. But know that I am serious. I want it to be you and me, for now and forever. I'll wait."

Hermione unable to reply turned over and feigned sleep until she heard Edward start snoring, however she didn't think that she would be sleeping anytime soon.