Romione fanfic.

Fanfiction (noun) : Fanfiction is when someone takes either the story or characters (or both) of a certain piece of work, whether it be a novel, tv show, movie, etc, and create their own story based on it. 

IF YOU HAVE WATCHED OR READ HARRY POTTER, YOU WILL BE KNOWING ALL ABOUT RON AND HERMIONE, TWO OF THE MAIN CHARACTERS OF THE SERIES. THIS IS A FAN FICTION I WROTE ON RON AND HERMIONE (ROMIONE), BECAUSE I'M A ROMIONE FANATIC! I HOPE YOU ENJOY READING THIS AS MUCH AS I ENJOYED WRITING IT. :) 

After the battle of Hogwarts, though the ecstasy of defeating the most dangerous dark wizard, Voldemort, was very evident, the pressing grief of losing a loved one weighed down on everybody. Losing friends was tragic, but losing family was outright devastating. One of the families affected, among several, was the Weasley family. Needless to say, Fred and George were renowned in Hogwarts, not just for being amazing beaters in the Gryffindor quidditch team but mainly for being the most entertaining and clever pranksters (Nobody would ever forget the Umbridge episode). Everybody involuntarily felt that George was the most affected by Fred's death, which was true. Fred and George were one, inseparable, but now unfortunately separated, by death. However, there was one more person who felt the loss of Fred as deeply as George did. Ronald.
Ron was born after the twins and was the guinea pig in many of their experiments. Charlie, Bill, and Percy were scapegoats nevertheless, but since they were elder, the twins didn't have the same liberty they did with Ron. Albeit the incessant pranking, Ginny still held a soft corner in their hearts, since she was the precious little sister. So that left Ron- the victim of most of their jokes. Initially, Ron used to get agitated, but gradually even he had started to enjoy the twins' antiques. If nothing, it had only made him stronger to face the world outside, where people were waiting to bully him for his red hair, freckles, lanky stature and hand-me-down robes. Fred was the reason he was terrified of spiders, very true, but he was also part of the reason why Ron was brave enough to enter the forbidden forest in his second year, when he followed the spiders with Harry according to Hagrid's instructions. If he could survive staying with Fred and George, he could survive just about anything. Unknowingly, the twins had given him a protective shell.
Ron understood that George needed the care and affection more than he did, so he put up a brave face in front of his family. He couldn't falter in front of them, could he? He waited until everybody went to sleep each night, and once the lights were out, he clutched Fred's jumper that had been passed on to him after Fred had outgrown it, and wept bitterly. Each night he did this, and he thought nobody noticed how broken he was, but he was wrong. Hermione never failed to see that Ron was sinking deep into his sorrow with each passing day. She noticed how, whenever he smiled, the smile didn't reach his eyes, how his eyes kept moving towards Fred's empty chair at the dinner table. Ron thought he could escape everyone, but this numpty couldn't escape his girlfriend. After casting the obliviate charm on her parents, Hermione had nowhere to go. She always insisted on going back to her empty house, but Molly wouldn't have it! She said Hermione was only a child and even the brightest witch needed to be around people who loved her, especially after the emotional and physical turmoil she had been through during the battle. Hermione relented, knowing that secretly she did want to stay with them, because going back to that empty house was much too painful.
Everyday, Ron and Hermione went for a quiet walk together, sometimes got rid of garden gnomes, and Ron even tried to teach her Quidditch! If there was one thing Hermione didn't have any interest in, it was Quidditch. However, Ron seemed happy when he was flying on the broom trying to teach Hermione how to pass the quaffle through the loop, and as long as Ron could maintain this momentary happiness, Hermione had no reason to complain, so she went on with it. One night when Ron came out of his room to go to the kitchen for a glass of water, he saw Hermione sitting there reading a book, and quickly lowered his eyes. He didn't want her to look at his eyes which were red and puffy from all the sobbing. Hermione couldn't take it anymore and slowly approached him from behind and laying a hand on his shoulder, muttered, "I know, Ron''. Just like that, Ron broke down again, he held on to Hermione and she consoled him like how you would console a bawling baby. She managed to compose him somehow and took him to his room, and tucked him under the blanket. Just as she was leaving, she realised that even though he wouldn't say it, Ron needed her. So she climbed on to his bed and held him tight in her arms as he slowly drifted off to sleep. Hermione realised that she had seen Ron at his most vulnerable tonight. She knew she would do anything to make him better, to just see him smile that smile again, and just then, as if he could read her mind, Ron woke up with a start. He looked beside him to see Hermione looking up at him with anxious eyes, his face lit up into this warm, sincere smile and he went back to sleep again, holding her hand. It was as if all his troubles had disappeared by just knowing that Hermione was beside him, she was with him and life had become easier again. Ron had no nightmares that night and peacefully slept after a long long time.
On the morrow, when he woke up, he saw Hermione was gone. He rushed downstairs to find her and when he did, he pulled her away from his large family and took her towards the tree under which they sat after their stroll everyday. He looked into her eyes and whispered, "You saved me". Hermione's eyes welled up with tears and she found herself unable to reply. Ron just hugged her until she could compose herself, then Hermione broke away from the hug and said, "You don't have the emotional range of a teaspoon after all", and Ron burst out laughing. Molly looked outside her window at that exact moment to spot her son laughing again, and she knew....ALL WAS WELL.