I think I love you (Fremione Fan Fiction)

Chapter 43

Chapter 43

"FRED!" Hermione yelped as she watched her boyfriend fall to the ground. He was just killed and time stopped, even though the Hogwarts battle was still happening around them.  She screamed and screamed and screamed at the sight of his limo body. She heard babies begin to cry somewhere and panic flooded through her. Where were her children? She turned around and made eye contact with a death eater before she heard him yell the deathly words. She screamed as she saw a flash of green light and then darkness.

Pitch black and she felt like she was being shaken. Screams still echoed in her ears along with her children's cries. She heard a soft voice say her name through the yells as everything continues to shake.

"Fred!" She yelled and sat up, seeing Ginny pale faced sitting next to her.

"Hermione, it's okay." She said reassuringly and put her cold hand on Hermione's shoulder. Hermione looked around and realised it was just all just a terrible dream. She had screamed so loudly that she woke Ginny, her babies and probably everyone else.

"I'm sorry Ginny." She sighed and got out of bed and moved to the cribs to pick up her children.

"Hermione, don't be sorry. You're having nightmares, it's normal. I have them too. So does Harry."

"Yeah but you and Harry don't scream your heads off like me." She said and began to feed her two babies at the same time.

"Well, I do sometimes and Harry always does. We just put a silencing charm on our room." Ginny said and sat down on the bed besides Hermione. "Were you dreaming about Fred?"

Hermione pursed her lips and nodded. "It's so hard not to think about him..." She began to cry, her tears falling on her babies who had just fallen asleep.

"I know Hermione, I know..." Ginny said, she sat all night with Hermione who just cried until finally, she fell asleep.

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On Wednsday, Beatrice came over to the burrow. "Hey Beatrice!" Ron said as he answered the door. "Ready?"

"Yup." The two were going to go to the Three Broomsticks for a butter beer. "Hey Hermione, Ginny, Harry!" Beatrice waved to the three who were in the living room of the burrow. They awkwardly waved back, still not sure how to feel about the former death eater.

"K, let's go." Ron said. The two linked arms and apparated with a crack.

They landed at the three broomsticks and entered. "You get a table, I'll order." Ron said to Beatrice who nodded and sat down by the window.

"Two Butterbeers please." Ron said to Madam Rosmerta who he used to fancy. He paid and came over to Beatrice.

"So," he said and took a sip of Butterbeer. "What's new?"

"Nothing really... I have just been working on selling my parents house... The one that Bellatrix lived in and that Narcissa would stay at when things at the manor got tough."

"Oh. Where are you thinking of moving in?"

"Probably just some small flat or something." Beatrice said and sipped Butterbeer. "And um," her face fell "I don't know where Draco is..."

"What do you mean?"

"I haven't seen him since the war..."

"And you think he's-"

"Dead?" Beatrice finished his sentence for him and shook her head. "No, I think he's alive but I think he-"

"Ran away?"

"No... He would be happy that he was free now... I think he's... Trapped."

"Where?"

"Somewhere in Hogwarts, I was actually wondering if you would help me search?" She looked at him with pleading eyes. "I'm not sure, I just can't go on thinking of him being in pain somewhere in that place."

"Of course." He answered, she smiled brightly at him and moved her hand towards his.

"Thanks."

***
After they had finished their butter beer and gotten something to eat, Beatrice and Ron, walked up towards Hogwarts to look for Draco.

"I really hope I find him... Alive." Beatrice sighed.

"Me too." Ron said and took Beatrice's hand and squeezed it. "We will find him, don't worry."

As they entered the castle that was even more destroyed then it was a week ago, they looked for places he could be trapped.

"There's a broken wall over there!" Ron said and pointed to a wall. The two ran towards it and began to move rubble with magic. Beatrice took one side well Ron took the other.

"He has to be here, I can feel it." Beatrice said as she moved a large peice of cement with the wave of her wand. She saw a tuff of bleach blond hair.

"Draco!" She cried. Quickly she moved the other rubbish on top of him. His body was limp, pale and his eyes were closed. "Draco?"

"Wait," Ron said and looked at the blonde boy and then back to where he was digging. "If that's Draco, whose this?" He pointed to a limp hand sticking out of the wreck. Quickly he waved his wand removing the rest of the wreck and gasped.

"Send a message to Hermione, now!" Ron ordered.