CHAPTER 1: THE DREAM:
Hermione's POV--
I was running hard as fast as I could, as the raindrops kept on falling and crashing down on my face. But, I didn't care. I wanted to make it to the Gryffindor common room before he left. Trying hard to keep back my tears, as I re-read the letter from Ron over, and over again in my head. "Hermione, I love you. I just wanted to see your smile again, or hear your laugh, or feel your breath on the side of my neck. I just need to see you, I feel like we're 2000 light years away."
I almost reached the portrait of the Fat Lady, and no matter how much I was panting or how tired I was, nothing could stop me at that minute. I ran up a couple steps until I finally reached the portrait.
"PYGMY PUFF," I yelled at her.
I stood there dripping wet, with tears rolling down my cheeks. As I waited for the portrait to slowly swing open. The second it was open I ran inside, and past all the people in the common room, and I didn't stop until I reached the boys' dormitory.
I ran in, waking up Neville and Harry, and scaring Ron, who had surprisingly been reading a book. I slowly began walking towards Ron, while wiping some of the tears off my face. Ron stood up and the next thing I knew we were standing together, looking at each other face-to-face. I wrapped my arms around him, several more tears rolling down my face. I closed my eyes, just wishing I could freeze this moment. Then I came back to reality when Ron pulled back a little, and stared at me for a minute.
"You came back...?!" he said.
"Of course I did! I wasn't going to let you break my heart...again!" I told him. "I loo-"
Before I could finish, Ron grabbed me and kissed me. We stood there kissing in the boys' dormitory and what was minutes later, seemed like it was hours!
AN HOUR LATER:
We, (Ron and I) were sitting together on the floor, in the Gryffindor common room. We were in front of the roaring fire, leaning up against the couch. Just sitting there with Ron, without even talking, gave me that feeling that everything was right and I was safe from everything out there in the world.
Suddenly, taking me away from my thoughts. Ron said, "Hermione, what was it that made you come back...?"
I woke up gasping, with sweat and tears rolling down my entire face. It was all a dream! Now of it was true! Ron and I are still broken up!
No matter what I do, I keep having that dream and the same thing always happens I wake up realizing it's not true, we're still broken up. Every night before I go to sleep I wish that maybe one day my dream will come true. Ron and I broke up last week and every night since then I've had that dream. Everything I began thinking about me and Ron not being together anymore made me cry, because I really did miss him.
So again I cried myself to sleep, hoping tomorrow will be different.