Meine erste englische Fanfiction. Wenn ihr sie nicht allzu schlecht findet, wird sie wahrscheinlich nicht die einzige bleiben... Bitte habt ein bisl Nachsicht mit mir, ich bin auch kein Genie. Danke! Bis demnächst also. Reviewen nicht vergessen! Hab Euch lieb, LC
My first English fanfiction. If you don't find it too bad it won't be the only one, I think. Please forgive the mistakes in grammar and spelling, I'm not a genius. Thanks! See you soon. Don't forget to review! Love you, LC
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Some words about one love
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Have you ever met Ronald Weasley? The boy with red hair, big blue eyes, big but gentle hands and big feet. One of my mates I saw the first time at the beginning of my Hogwarts time. More than eleven years have passed since then…
The first weeks I could not stand him and he thought nothing different. But later we became friends and one day – I can't remember – I began to love him.
Suddenly everything was different. Every time he smiled at me I could not be happier and every argument we had made me sad.
Actually I thought I was the person who knew Ron best but in those days I had to admit that I really did not know what he thought about me. I had never thought about that because we were friends and friends like each other, don't they?
By the time so many things changed. I changed myself, too. But it was more mental than physical. For being close to Ron I sometimes had a game of chess with him instead of doing the homework for the next day but one. It was curious but this was a good time.
One day at the middle of our sixth year Harry asked me if something had happened. He noticed that I had changed myself. In this quiet hour in the empty common room I told him about my feelings. He grinned knowing (I hate it!) but he said nothing important.
A few days later Ron asked me for a walk along the lake. I was very nervous and wondered why he wanted to go for a walk with me.
Some minutes later Ron gave me the answer. He told me that Harry had reported him about the evening talk in the common room. I turned dark red and wanted to run away but he held me by the arm. Then he smiled warmly, whispered something like "Why have you not told me?" and kissed me gently on my lips.
I was completely confused. Not able to say or do anything. I only wanted to be held in his arms and to kiss his lips again and again.
We had wonderful days. Wonderful weeks, months, even years. But now…
Ron left me two weeks ago. I'm still not able to understand. Suddenly there was another girl. Suddenly – after five happy years – he is interested in something new. I can't believe it! I don't know what to do! I lost the love of my life. And I – Hermione Granger – wonder if I will always love this lovely heartbreaking boy.
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PS: Danke Janina, fürs Verbessern der Fehler. :) HDL