Hermione's Tragedy
By: Kuro Rousoku
Author's Note: My first form of this story was in script form, but I had also written this story. The script was more of "humor" and this one is a bit more serious. This one is probably better. ^.^
Hermione stepped into the lounge and looked around for Ron. The redheaded boy was sitting in a chair, reading a spell-casting book.
"Hallo, Ron," said Hermione, sitting in a chair next to Ron.
"Oh, hallo," said Ron, looking up, "what's up?"
"Nothing."
"Where have you been, Hermione?"
"The library."
"Again?"
"One can never have enough books."
Ron smiled at Hermione, and sank back into his book.
"I'll leave you to your reading," Hermione got up and skipped back to the girl's tower.
~ ~ ~
"Ron, Ron? RON!"
Weasley turned his red head, and looked at Hermione. "Huh?"
"Where are you going?"
"...I'm going to return this book."
"Oh. I'll come with..."
"NO! I mean...that's okay. I'll catch up with you."
"Oh...okay. See you."
Ron ran off, and Hermione walked over to Harry. "Do you know if something is the matter with Ron? He doesn't seem himself today."
Harry tore his gaze away from Cho Chang, and shook his head at Hermione. "No. I don't know a thing."
Hermione looked at her feet. What was the matter with Ron?
~ ~ ~
Ron entered the lounge looking pale and weak.
"Ron!" said Hermione, "What happened to you?"
"Nothing, nothing," Ron said, forcing a smile, "I'm okay."
Author's Note: Hi, everyone! In my script of Hermione's Tragedy, I tortured Ron. That was just for the humor. Don't be offended. As you can tell, I've loosened up. I don't hate Ron any more. ^.^ Ron's a sweet guy.
"You sure? Can I make you some tea?"
"No. I'm okay. I'm just really tired! I'm going to bed. Good night, Hermione."
Hermione watched Ron stagger up the stairs. Something was not right. But what?
To be continued...
What's wrong with Ron? Nobody knows... I DO! This is all I have so far. I'll update soon!
By: Kuro Rousoku
Author's Note: My first form of this story was in script form, but I had also written this story. The script was more of "humor" and this one is a bit more serious. This one is probably better. ^.^
Hermione stepped into the lounge and looked around for Ron. The redheaded boy was sitting in a chair, reading a spell-casting book.
"Hallo, Ron," said Hermione, sitting in a chair next to Ron.
"Oh, hallo," said Ron, looking up, "what's up?"
"Nothing."
"Where have you been, Hermione?"
"The library."
"Again?"
"One can never have enough books."
Ron smiled at Hermione, and sank back into his book.
"I'll leave you to your reading," Hermione got up and skipped back to the girl's tower.
~ ~ ~
"Ron, Ron? RON!"
Weasley turned his red head, and looked at Hermione. "Huh?"
"Where are you going?"
"...I'm going to return this book."
"Oh. I'll come with..."
"NO! I mean...that's okay. I'll catch up with you."
"Oh...okay. See you."
Ron ran off, and Hermione walked over to Harry. "Do you know if something is the matter with Ron? He doesn't seem himself today."
Harry tore his gaze away from Cho Chang, and shook his head at Hermione. "No. I don't know a thing."
Hermione looked at her feet. What was the matter with Ron?
~ ~ ~
Ron entered the lounge looking pale and weak.
"Ron!" said Hermione, "What happened to you?"
"Nothing, nothing," Ron said, forcing a smile, "I'm okay."
Author's Note: Hi, everyone! In my script of Hermione's Tragedy, I tortured Ron. That was just for the humor. Don't be offended. As you can tell, I've loosened up. I don't hate Ron any more. ^.^ Ron's a sweet guy.
"You sure? Can I make you some tea?"
"No. I'm okay. I'm just really tired! I'm going to bed. Good night, Hermione."
Hermione watched Ron stagger up the stairs. Something was not right. But what?
To be continued...
What's wrong with Ron? Nobody knows... I DO! This is all I have so far. I'll update soon!