Hi! Yes, I know. I wrote another new story. I was listening to
Michelle Branch and this story, well rather this scene, came to mind. I'll
explain a little more about it at the bottom.
Hermione grabbed her last shirt and threw it in her suitcase. She zipped it closed, tears streaming down her cheeks. That was everything.
She took one last glance at the picture that was next to what use to be her bed. It was a picture of her and Ron, happy. Ron had her arms around her. They were both smiling happily, looking at the camera. She grabbed the picture and turned it over.
Hermione picked up her suitcase and walked out of the room to the front door. "Here." She said, taking the ring that had once meant so much off her finger, and throwing on the ground in front of Ron.
Ron just sat on the couch looking away almost emotionless, and then at the ring. He looked up at Hermione. You could see the sorrow in his crystal blue eyes. Hermione stood there for a moment, waiting for something: a reaction, words, anything! Anything to show he still cared. She waited, but nothing came. "Gosh!" she said walking away.
"Have a nice life, Ron." Hermione slammed the door behind her.
I'm sorry it's so short! Ok, so basically right now, you probably aren't sure why all of this happened. The rest of the story, well maybe not every chapter, will be them reflecting on what led up to this, and a few other things to be revealed later. Thank you for reading my story! Please review and tell me what you think! Also, please check out my other stories! Thanks!
Hermione grabbed her last shirt and threw it in her suitcase. She zipped it closed, tears streaming down her cheeks. That was everything.
She took one last glance at the picture that was next to what use to be her bed. It was a picture of her and Ron, happy. Ron had her arms around her. They were both smiling happily, looking at the camera. She grabbed the picture and turned it over.
Hermione picked up her suitcase and walked out of the room to the front door. "Here." She said, taking the ring that had once meant so much off her finger, and throwing on the ground in front of Ron.
Ron just sat on the couch looking away almost emotionless, and then at the ring. He looked up at Hermione. You could see the sorrow in his crystal blue eyes. Hermione stood there for a moment, waiting for something: a reaction, words, anything! Anything to show he still cared. She waited, but nothing came. "Gosh!" she said walking away.
"Have a nice life, Ron." Hermione slammed the door behind her.
I'm sorry it's so short! Ok, so basically right now, you probably aren't sure why all of this happened. The rest of the story, well maybe not every chapter, will be them reflecting on what led up to this, and a few other things to be revealed later. Thank you for reading my story! Please review and tell me what you think! Also, please check out my other stories! Thanks!