DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE HARRY POTTER CHARACTERS! I AM ONLY A FAN.
Hello! I'm back yet again with another entertaining fanfic!
Been thinking about this a lot and finally come to a decision.
I'll be dropping in again at the end of the chapter.
ENJOY!
P.S I can't spell some of the words in this chapter so just so you know.
Ron and Hermione
Chapter one: It's only the beginning.
"Hermione, why so glum?" asked Harry, as they walked with their trunks to the Hogsmeade station to get the train home.
This was the end of Ron, Harry and Hermione's sixth year at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. The next year they would become seventh years.
"I really don't want to tell you two this…" she muttered.
"Come on Hermione, you can us…" Ron said with a whine in his voice.
"Alright… after the school holidays… I'll be moving to Paris with my parents…"
"So, you'll still be able to come to school, won't you?"
"No, I'm going to…a muggle school… My parents want me to forget all about magic."
Harry had taken this very solemnly, but Ron…
"WHAT!?! WHO COULD YOU DESERT US LIKE THAT!?! I THOUGHT WE WERE…"
Ron had stopped.
Hermione and his relationship had become more than just friends.
The year before, Hermione had been fooled into believing she had something special with her unfaithful so-called boyfriend, Draco Malfoy, who had broken her heart at the Yule ball but had realised her feelings for Ron and the rest writes itself.
"Ron I know this is hard for you both but you have to understand that I have no control over what my parents do, this will be my last summer in England and we have to make the most of it."
Ron didn't talk a lot on the train to Hermione mainly because he thought he would never see her again and that he was angry at her.
But soon he fell asleep.
A couple hours later,
"Ron… Ron… RON!" Harry shouted over the sound of the train brakes.
The train was slowing into platform nine and three quarters at Kings-cross station in London.
"Why are we stopping?" Ron wondered stupidly.
"It's time to get off! Don't be an idiot!" snapped Hermione.
She was obviously upset about having to leave.
"Alright…"
They got off the Hogwarts Express to find their parents and guardian.
Standing near the gateway to the rest of Kings-cross station, were Mr. and Mrs. Weasly, Mrs. Granger and Sirius.
They were all talking casually, but Hermione's mother was trying hard to ignore them while looking for Hermione.
"Oh, sweetheart! Nice to see you!" Hermione's mother had smothered her with kisses.
"Mum, please…"
"Oh, hello… now I know who the bad influences are."
"Mum! Don't insult my friends!"
"It's okay Hermione, she's just a muggle."
"What do you just call me!?!"
"That's what we call none magic people."
"I would appreciate it if you would call me a human being thanks-"
Hermione's mother looked at Ron as if she were sizing him up.
"Hermione, dear," she whispered. "Is you're… Boyfriend?"
"Yes Mum."
"Hermione you could have done a lot better that!"
"Mum!"
"You're asking for lady!"
"Ron calm down"
"Well I never! Hermione, you are forbidden to see these two ever again!"
"Mum!"
"Come along now; let's get away from these weirdos!"
She was pulled away never to be seen again.
The summer had been very lonely for Ron.
Since Harry and his godfather, Sirius were on holiday in Rome, and Hermione, well he hadn't talked to her since Kings-cross station.
"Bed time Ronald!" shouted Mrs.Weasly
"I'm going, I'm going…"
Ron walked up the staircase into his room and stood at his open window.
To his amazement, a black post owl was flying upon the horizon towards his open window.
"Pig, get up. Get UP!"
Little Pig, Ron's tiny owl got up excitedly and started zooming around the room, above Ron's head.
The pitch black owl zoomed in though the window and stuck out its leg so Ron could take the mail off it.
The letter read,
My dearest Ronald,
I'm so sorry about what had happened at the station. My mother is very over protective. Sometimes she acts like Harry's aunt what is it? Petunia?
Yes well, I am writing to tell you that I am going to sneak out to meet you.
The only possible time I can come is tomorrow night at 10 pm.
I told my mother and father that I will be at a sleepover the do she won't suspect I have snuck out.
Write me back as soon as you finish reading this!
Love,
Hermione.
P.S: You need to pay the owl 1 Galleon. Or it will bite.
Ron's heart leaped. He was going to see his girlfriend for the last time and he had to make it the best time she had ever had.
Ron took out a quill and some ink, found a piece of parchment and wrote,
Dear Hermione,
Yeah she looks the type.
Any way, 10's good.
Meet me just outside the Burrow, and we'll go from there.
I'll see you tomorrow then,
Ron.
"There."
Ron folded up the letter and strapped it to the black owl and put 1 Galleon in its small pouch.
Pig looked jealously at the black owl, like he was supposed to do the delivery and then fluttered up to his cage.
Oh, so sweet.
So will Ron and Hermione's meeting go smoothly or will someone like to drop in on them?
Tune in for the next chapter of my Ron and Hermione fanfic!