Disclaimer: Unfortunately, i am not brilliant or clever enough to come up with anything even remotely as good as Harry Potter... soo... it all belongs to the queen herself: J.K Rowling.
So, this is my idea for a Romione story. I think it's gonna be pretty long but i'm not sure exactly how many chapters. Please review and let me know what you think of it, whether you like or dislike it, all would be appreciated! :) Well, here we go:
4th February 2001
Hermione had never been the same since the war. Sure, it had affected everyone but there was just something not right about her. For one, he hadn't seen her smile in 3 years. A smile that reached her eyes anyway. They were a couple now but he felt a distance between them that he had never felt before, including the many arguments they used to get into, as tedious as they were. They hardly ever bickered anymore. They hardly did anything.
Ronald Weasley was walking home from work when these familiar thoughts yet again penetrated his brain. Even though he could easily apparate, he felt like he needed to think things over. He was feeling pretty stupid about it now as it was raining but at the same time, it was slightly refreshing.
Things had been hard, since Harry defeated Voldemort 3 years ago. The deaths were unbearable to deal with, especially Freds and sometimes Ron wondered how he and his family got through without him. He couldn't even bare to imagine how George must be feeling...
But, Hermione... she wasn't the same Hermione that he and Harry knew. She'd grown more tired; it was as if she'd given up. The war was over, but he supposed the grief was just too much to handle.
By this time Ron had gotten to his road and apparated into the living room of the flat that he and Hermione shared. He was surprised to see the that the very girl he had been thinking so intently about was sitting on the sofa. This was strange as she was usually in bed by now. The slight popping sound from his apparition made her aware of his presence and she jumped, letting out a quick gasp and hurriedly wiped the tears from her eyes; failing to disguise the fact that she'd been crying.
"Oh, Ron..h-how was your day?" She whispered
He slowly made his way towards her and leant against the sofa, for lack of anything better to do.
"Err.. alright, I guess. Yourself?"
He noticed her swallow, nervously and then answer "Not too great, if I'm honest" with a shaky voice. This was her exact answer to the same question every single day and even though Ron would normally comfort her as best he could, he was fed up with this routine. He had had enough.
Sighing greatly, he looked right into her beautiful brown eyes and said in a strong and determined voice, "Look, Hermione. I honestly don't know what to do anymore. All you do is mope around! It's been 3 years for gods sake! Don't you think it's time to move on?!
Unfortunately, this needed to be said, he needed to know what was going on inside her mind! If he didn't say it now, he would never say it and then where would their relationship be? Although, as Ron was thinking this, he noticed Hermiones eyes narrow and her face burning a dangerous red. He instantly regretted it. There was nothing worse than an angry Hermione.
He started to back away slowly from the murderous look in her eyes when she suddenly jumped up and screamed:
"DO YOU NOT THINK I'VE BEEN TRYING?! DO YOU THINK THAT I LIKE THE WAY I AM RIGHT NOW?! I'M MISERABLE AND I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU, RONALD WEASLEY, BUT I DON'T FIND IT VERY FUN!"
Guilt washed over him as he registered all she had just said. The only thing he wanted to do was apologize and forget about the whole matter but he knew that it must be addressed, and it must be addressed now.
"But why?.. Why are you miserable? I-I don't understand.." He began weakly. "I mean, I've been trying.. trying to help. But you don't... I just.." He inwardly sighed as the words just wouldn't come out of his mouth! Pulling himself together, he said. "I just wish you'd talk to me Hermione. I can't do anything if you don't talk to me"
He gathered that she wasn't in the mood to calmly discuss the subject.
"YOU DON'T WANT TO LISTEN!" She shouted, hysterically whilst desperately pulling at her hair with her hands.. "NOBODY CARES".
The crazy look in her eyes and the mad stomping of her foot forced Ron to become quite scared for her. Desperate for her to cool off he stepped towards her again, slowly edging forward with his arms out in a comforting position.
"Look, 'Mione, you need to calm down, ok? You're not making any sense, of course we care" He tried to sooth her by stroking her arms softly but she violently threw him off and screamed:
"DON'T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN RONALD WEASLEY! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE!"
The last thing Ron remembered, In that moment, was rage lapping at the inside of his body like red, hot flames. Before he knew It he was yelling back with equal force.
"THEN TELL ME FOR MERLINS SAKE! WHAT DO YOU EXPECT ME TO DO?! I THOUGHT WE WERE HELPING EACH OTHER! I MEAN, WITH F-FRED GONE, WE-WE'RE GETTING THROUGH THIS!"
She didn't soften at his outburst but exploded back with full force:
"YES, THAT'S ALL FINE AND DANDY FOR YOU, YOU HAVE EVERYONE! YOUR PARENTS, BILL, FLEUR, CHARLIE, PERCY, GEORGE, ANGELINA, GINNY, BECAUSE THEY ARE YOUR FAMILY! WHO DO I HAVE, RON?! MY PARENTS DIED. IN THE WAR, BECAUSE OF VOLDEMORT. I HAVE NO FAMILY!" Her voice faltered at this and she laughed bitterly "It's funny because now i know exactly how Harry feels, or felt."
The anger he felt for her words was unbelievable! How dare she say that she had no-one!? Everyone who was there for him was, unconditionally, there for her too. How, how could she not know that?!
The emotions he felt were too much for his body to take. Anger, Depression, Pity, Hopelessness, Devastation...Love. The only thing he could do was sink to the ground, shaking and sobbing, in pure frustration and defeat.
He knelt on the floor, punching it with all the strength he could muster until the pain was too much to take. He was sure he had broken his hand.
Hermione was still standing in the exact same position watching him, stiffly. She fixed his hand with a quick flourish of her wand and then all of a sudden, fresh tears began streaming down her face and she also, sank down but onto the sofa, and curled herself up into a ball whilst sobbing her heart out. Rons eye softened as he watched the women he loved with everything he had, break down uncontrollably right before his eyes. All the anger and frustration left him and was quickly replaced with an overwhelming sympathy. He raised himself up, walked towards her and slowly sank down onto the couch next to her. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close for a good long while as they both cried together.
"You've got to understand, that there are always gonna be people here for you to talk to. Everyone who you mentioned, they're all there for you too. Please, please understand that" He begged softly. She sniffed but didn't say anything.
After a few minutes she heard, out of the blue, a strange and unexpected soft tune reaching her ears:
"You are not alone
I am there with you"
Ron was singing softly in her ear. She had never heard him sing before and she curiously looked up at him with tear filled eyes. He could feel the tips of his ears going red but he ignored his pride and smiled comfortingly at her as he continued singing from his heart; words he truly meant.
"And we'll get lost together
until the light comes pouring through
Cause when you feel like you're done
and the darkness has won
babe, you're not lo-o-o-o-o-ost
when your worlds crashing down
and you cannot bare the thought
i said, babe your not lost.."
For the first time in years, he saw a small smile playing on her lips and happiness filling her eyes. His heart filled with love for the women, now resting her head on his chest. He saw this as a sign to continue..
"Life can show no mercy
and it can tear your soul apart
it can make you feel like you've gone crazy
but your not
things have seemed to change
there's one thing that's still the same
in my heart you have remained
and we can fly, fly, fly awa-a-a-a-a-ay"
Ron noticed how she glanced out of the window, as if hoping they actually could fly away. Fly far away from here, from this cruel, merciless world to a place where there were no problems and discomfort. A place where only happiness existed. Ron wished the same, but unfortunately, life was not that easy.
"You are not alone
I am there with you
And we'll get lost together
until the light comes pouring through
Cause when you feel like you're done
and the darkness has won
babe, you're not lo-o-o-o-o-ost
when your worlds crashing down
and you cannot bare the cro-o-oss
I said, baby your not lost.."
He could hear Hermiones light breathing and knew at once that she was asleep. He smiled lovingly down at her uncommonly peaceful face, treasuring the moment when she could sleep with no nightmares or worries. He knew that this would not last but he took comfort in the fact that he had at least made her feel better for today. He slowly go up, careful not to disturb her, and carried her into the bedroom, bridal style. And in that moment, he knew that he was supposed to be with Hermione Granger for the rest of his life.
Authors Note ~ The singing was just a one off, i thought it was cute and i know the last bit is a bit cheesy but oh well xD I hope you like it and please please review and let me know what you think! P.s I do not own the song, it belongs to Michael Buble.. :) xx
