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Reunited/Dear Hermione: May

Sorry I didn’t post this like a year ago. It’s been written for over a year. I’m just the worst. 

There’s only one more chapter of both left and it’s the main reason I took so long posting this. I’m terrible at endings. 

Reunited (May) 

Dear Hermione (May)

(I didn’t edit and posted it at the end of a drill weekend so I’m pretty sure it’s riddled with typos. Apologies)

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Reunited (February)

This should have been posted a month ago. Alas, life continues to be crazy.  Here is the February installment of Reunited (ff.net and AO3) and the accompanying letters from Ron (ff.net and AO3).

The cold doesn't seem to dampen Hermione's enthusiasm. She pounces on Ron immediately. He laughs at the way she nearly knocks him off his feet. A month and a half without being able to hold her. It's as long as he spent at training at the start of the year. He hates that being apart from her has become so routine. So he repeats words he's written in every letter for nearly a year just because she's here and he wants to say them out loud. 

She clings to him the entire walk to Hogsmeade. Where propriety would usually have her simply lace her gloved hand in his, she entwines herself around his arm completely and nuzzles into him in a way that suggests more than trying to hide from the chill. She repeats how much she's missed him too, stopping more than once to exchange a kiss before they even reach the High Street. He has a hard time recalling the last time she'd been so openly affectionate and he hates himself for immediately questioning what is fueling it. Because it's more than simply being away from her for six weeks. This isn't like the way they'd reunited in October after six weeks apart. It's more like the way he'd devoured his first real meal after months of living off mushrooms and stolen cans of soup. Like she's been starved of social interaction.

Recalling the look Ginny had given him, he tries to feel her back and ribs through all the layers she has on, thinking he'd like to see her without her clothes on for more than the obvious reason. When he gets a private word with his sister at the Three Broomsticks, she reveals what he expected. Much like his, Hermione's letters have slowed to only one a week. They're brief, focused, outlining the activities of her day like she's filling out an after-action report. I love and miss you. The frequency of the letters and formulaic words don't bother him as much as what he worries they convey. She doesn't have time.

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Reunited: January (Ron/Hermione fanfic)

This fic is almost completely done. I’m just working on trying to sync it up with HawthornBlood ’s already posted works (since this is technically a collaboration). Also working on the letters from Ron’s end, which are equally tricky (but fun) to get in sync. Here are the links on ff.net and AO3. 

Short excerpt (it’s a short update) below:

He'd been afraid their first time sharing sleep in months would be a disaster. Of course, they'd fought for covers and he'd ended up pushed to the edge of the mattress on more than one occasion, but it had been familiar. Like the first time he set foot back in the Great Hall each September. He's struck again with the same feeling that had overtaken him this May. She feels like home more than any other place in the world.

"I like starting the year with you." She smiles against his lips.

"Me too." He slips his hand beneath his old Cannons shirt to rub her back softly. "Did you sleep all right?"

"Better than all right." She nestles closer to him with a smile and he suspects that, much like himself, despite the war over the covers that she's just had the best night of sleep in months. He doesn't want to wreck the pleasant mood of the morning, but he senses it's the best time to ask the question she never answers in letters.

"Do you still have nightmares?" he asks softly, hand still tracing circles across her shoulder blades and down her back.

"None that I really remember," she admits. "But I know I still have them because I wake up…" Her voice drifts, but she doesn't need to finish. She wakes up scared. She wakes up sweaty. She wakes up and it's all happening. He knows it all too well. It hasn't happened lately, but the dreams had certainly come back when he was at training. He can't even imagine being at Hogwarts where she's surrounded by so many reminders of the carnage of last May. The sight of any more than a paper cut still reminds him of the thick pools of blood when Snape bled out.

He apologises and she just dismisses him with a laugh of all things.

"Not your fault."

"I'm sorry I'm not there." It's a stupid admission, he knows. He'd hardly be able to sleep in the same bed as her even if he was at Hogwarts, but he knows sharing a bed helps.

"Not your fault.," she repeats again and it's done. They don't dwell. The simple acknowledgment that the nightmares still occur seems to be enough. He thinks they always will. 

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Reunited (December)

Well, we haven’t had any more glorious snow days to edit this so it could be full of typos, but I’m posting it up anyway! I’m hoping to stick to at least one update a month before I leave for training in May, but I make no promises. I’m a crazy person and I have to write the letters from Ron to plan and figure out how the months flow together. Writing snapshots like this is unusual for me so writing Ron’s POV directly alongside it sort of helps me. Check out the post after this if you want to read them. Anyway, here is a preview of the chapter. It’s a long one (the return of MsBinns’ 10,000 word chapters) because December meansc lots of reunions! Here is my December update of Reunited  on ff.net and AO3

Christmas holiday has him excited enough, but the fact that he and Harry will finally be moving out of the Burrow has him absolutely giddy with anticipation. In two weeks she'll be home and he will be living in Grimmauld Place with its four floors and countless rooms. When she comes to visit him they won't have to hide from the four other people who live there and invent reasons to be alone. It sounds like a kind of paradise after the last seven months.

There are other things to be excited about, of course. The Senior Aurors have finally stopped asking him to get coffee and pastries at work. Dawlish even sent him to Appleby to follow up on a lead he discovered connecting two unsolved missing persons reports with a Muggle homicide in Lincolnshire. Williamson went with him. Since then they have become something of a team. The twenty-eight year old likes the Falmouth Falcons and plays the electric guitar and still proudly wears his Hufflepuff colours. Ron's taken to calling him "Billiamson" because his long ponytail reminds him of his brother Bill. Williamson doesn't seem to mind the nickname and, more importantly, doesn't seem to mind being paired with an eighteen year old.

Harry has, of course, been going out on missions regularly since they arrived in October. Whenever he goes out it's with Dawlish. Though Ron knows he should be jealous of his best mate for going on top missions with the head of the Department, he's not. Harry might get more responsibility and more exciting missions with Dawlish, but Ron likes Billiamson. He feels less like somebody pretending to work in the Auror Department and more like he belongs there with him. Just last week he asked Ron to join him for a pint after work. He's starting to feel like an adult who belongs there and less like a teenager pretending he does.

He tells Hermione how then going back home to his childhood bedroom every night with the posters he'd put up when he was ten where his mum fixes him supper just makes him feel like a child again. They're sitting on a seat at Hogsmeade Station for their last weekend before Christmas holiday. It's the most quiet and secluded place either could think to steal a couple of kisses and enjoy their privacy.

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Australia follow-up

So I think it’s been almost a year since I posted the first part of this. I apologize for the lengthy delay.  I’ve had it written for quite a while and just never shared it.  It’s not meant to be anything much, just more of my own ramblings and thoughts about the summer and how Ron and Hermione deal.  I doubt many people even remember the bit I wrote for June, but here is July