Cancer. It hits and devastates thousands of families, leaving everything in ruin in its wake. Ginny Weasley never thought she would be a victim left in the ruins, her husband gone and she left without a notion of what to do. She begins running - but soon finds out,to her surprise, she's not the only one running. [EWE. R/LL, H/Hr]
Something caught onto her hair, and Hermione paused to pull it out. She stared at the culprit, the ring on her left hand, for a moment, looking rather distant as she stared dumbly at the small diamond ring on her finger. /“You’re not in love with him, Hermione, and you know it! Don’t throw away your happiness for settling,” “Do you hear yourself? That’s your best friend,” She yelled, furious, “And you’re telling me to abandon him!”
“Don’t be stupid, Harry. I’ll never leave you. Now, stop playing the pitiful hero and get your act together.” She looks at him again, but he still isn’t meeting her gaze. “When are you going to understand that I’ll do anything to make you happy? Anything to make you feel loved? I’d do anything.”