And Then There Were Three

                                    

                                          
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Hermione's POV:
The next morning we had packed up the tent and set off on foot. I could tell the boys were annoyed with Draco not being able to apparate. Despite my arguing Draco kept his sling off. He is quite stubborn. We found an old barn after about two hours of walking. 
"We should go inside. It looks like it's about to storm." I looked at Harry as the words left his mouth. 
The rain began to pour and we just watched as death eaters flew across the sky. Ron's radio was on yet again, but I didn't mind it. It gave me a sort of peace when the music played.
"'Mione, give me the horcrux. It's time to switch," Ron spoke softly not wanting to have a conversation.
I reached behind my neck and raised the necklace over my head. I handed it to Ron and went back to watching the rain. The rain always made me feel better. It filled me with peace and helped me to relax. 
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It had been two more hours since we had left the barn. My feet were aching but I couldn't complain. Draco had begun to feel worse because of his arm.
"Draco I'm putting the sling back on."
"No 'Mione it's ok. I feel fine."
"Draco." 
"Fine," he sighed as he rolled his eyes. I had pull the cloth out of my bag and began to tie it around his neck. 
"Bloody hell Hermione he's not a baby." I turned to Ron fuming at me.
"Ron I'm just helping him. He's hurt."
"Why do you treat everyone like they are below you? Why the bloody hell are you even here? We could've done this without you!" I stared at Ron with my eyes wide open.
"Could've done this without me?! Excuse me why don't we backtrack on this little adventure. Who was the one who brought spare clothes for everyone? Who was the one who obliviated those death eaters at the diner? Who was the one who had the polyjuice potion to get to Umbridge? Who was the one to grab the horcrux from her neck? Who was the one who brought a tent so you could stay warm and out of the bloody rain? Who is the one who has cooked for you the whole time we've been out here? Who was the one who kept Harry from throwing your radio away?" I looked at Ron as anger flashed in his eyes, "I was!! I have protected you, taken care of you!! Why are you treating me like shit Ronald?!"
"I would've been perfectly fine if I would've stayed home! I wouldn't be one of the most wanted criminals in the Wizarding world! I could be with my mum and dad! I could be with Ginny, Fred, George!"
"Ron take the necklace off mate," Draco spoke. That's when I realized he was still wearing it. 
"And who do you think you are?! You killed Dumbledore! Why do you think people forgive you? You're a fucking death eater!"
"Ron he didn't kill him! Will you just calm down and take the necklace off?" I spoke 
"You're defending him? What happened to you? Who would've thought the uptight prude would be defending a death eater? You want to know why I don't want to be with you? Because I could never be with such an uptight, know-it-all who would never open her legs."
"You foul, loathsome, evil little cockroach!" I screamed as I rushed towards him and went blind with rage. The sound of my hand hitting his cheek cracked in the air. When I looked at him again he had a handprint on his face.
"You bitch! Who would ever want you?"
Draco walked towards him and grabbed the horcrux. He yanked it downward, pulling it off his neck. He looked at Ron as two words left his mouth, "I do." I looked up at him as he yelled those words in Ron's face. He wants me?