SHOCKS AND SUPRISES
2005
Ron balanced his quill on his nose in a severely bored way, he had been sitting there for about half an hour waiting for harry, who was concentrating so hard his tounge was sticking out, to finish his charms homework, every time ron tried to talk harry shushed him in an annoyed way so he was glad when Hermione arrived even though it was only to tell him he had to come and help patrol the corridors, he made a show of protesting but to be honest he enjoyed the stroles through the many stone passages and rooms with Hermione, it might be his seventh year here but he could still manage to discover new things...
2008
Ron stood up and looked in to the bottem of his coffee cup, he needed something stronger right now , with a crack he disappeared and reappeared seconds later in a cubicle in the toilets of a nearby club, he straightened out his top and walked out of the cubicle, stopping only briefly to check his reflection and fiddle with his hair then he was straight out on to the dance floor, well, the bar but it was deffinately out of the toilets, he ordered his drink and parked himself on a bar stool, after half an hour he was approached by a woman of about his age, she greeted him but he got up, heading first for the toilets but turning and heading for the muggle exit when he decided he like the air...
2005
after half an hour of patrolling Ron and Hermione hadn't found a single perpetrator, the sky grew dark outside the arched churchlike windows and there footsteps echoed in the corridors, Ron looked around at the young woman walking beside him, the light from the gas lamps flickered over her face, highlighting her features , as she blinked he noticed how long and dark her eyelashes were, his eyes travelled across her face and he felt a lurch just below his stomach, he closed his eyes and thought of the buck toothed, frizee haired 11 year old who had marched in to his carriage on the Hogwarts express over six years ago but when he opened them the beautiful woman was still there, this was there final year here, him Hermione and Harry, there final year at Hogwarts, there final year living together, there final year of friendship? Would the three be so close in different colleges, city's, countries even, he didn't know and he didn't want to find out, he wanted to freeze time, to stay here forever, safe from voldemort, safe from the world, safe with his best friend and...and, well, Hermione, no. he had to be firm with himself, his other best friend, that's all a friend, he felt nothing more and nothing less for her...
2008
Ron stepped out on to the street and breezed deeply , the air was anything but fresh here, in central London but it was better than the smoky club there was a distinct lump in his throat as he walked fast along the street , he was almost home when the tears began to roll down his cheeks, he was blinded by them and barrelled straight in to a woman...
2005
Ron balanced his quill on his nose in a severely bored way, he had been sitting there for about half an hour waiting for harry, who was concentrating so hard his tounge was sticking out, to finish his charms homework, every time ron tried to talk harry shushed him in an annoyed way so he was glad when Hermione arrived even though it was only to tell him he had to come and help patrol the corridors, he made a show of protesting but to be honest he enjoyed the stroles through the many stone passages and rooms with Hermione, it might be his seventh year here but he could still manage to discover new things...
2008
Ron stood up and looked in to the bottem of his coffee cup, he needed something stronger right now , with a crack he disappeared and reappeared seconds later in a cubicle in the toilets of a nearby club, he straightened out his top and walked out of the cubicle, stopping only briefly to check his reflection and fiddle with his hair then he was straight out on to the dance floor, well, the bar but it was deffinately out of the toilets, he ordered his drink and parked himself on a bar stool, after half an hour he was approached by a woman of about his age, she greeted him but he got up, heading first for the toilets but turning and heading for the muggle exit when he decided he like the air...
2005
after half an hour of patrolling Ron and Hermione hadn't found a single perpetrator, the sky grew dark outside the arched churchlike windows and there footsteps echoed in the corridors, Ron looked around at the young woman walking beside him, the light from the gas lamps flickered over her face, highlighting her features , as she blinked he noticed how long and dark her eyelashes were, his eyes travelled across her face and he felt a lurch just below his stomach, he closed his eyes and thought of the buck toothed, frizee haired 11 year old who had marched in to his carriage on the Hogwarts express over six years ago but when he opened them the beautiful woman was still there, this was there final year here, him Hermione and Harry, there final year at Hogwarts, there final year living together, there final year of friendship? Would the three be so close in different colleges, city's, countries even, he didn't know and he didn't want to find out, he wanted to freeze time, to stay here forever, safe from voldemort, safe from the world, safe with his best friend and...and, well, Hermione, no. he had to be firm with himself, his other best friend, that's all a friend, he felt nothing more and nothing less for her...
2008
Ron stepped out on to the street and breezed deeply , the air was anything but fresh here, in central London but it was better than the smoky club there was a distinct lump in his throat as he walked fast along the street , he was almost home when the tears began to roll down his cheeks, he was blinded by them and barrelled straight in to a woman...