So, I haven't written in a long time. Mostly because I've not had the time but I've also lacked motivation. I long to be an incredible writer and to post amazing stories that excite people - but so far in my fan fiction I've just been a little average.
Going back through older things I wrote makes me cringe. I know I'm a better writer now. There are however, a few I'm proud of. Ages ago I had the whole fic 'Coming Back To You' planned out - a long, complicated but potentially amazing story about Hermione losing Ron after the war and finding a way to bring him back. I was so excited by it. But I just didn't think I was capable of writing it. I'm not good enough. Maybe one day, if I get back into my writing properly, I'll start it over again and fill in the blanks and pad it out to make it something wonderful. Maybe I'll eventually finish it. But for now, I need to work on my writing in general.
But I'm back anyway, with a new, easy Ron and Hermione series. It's essentially moments that happened throughout their lives in no particular order. It's based on many stories that have already been done in this style but the ideas and writing are my own. It's unplanned so we'll see how we do.
Anyway - ramble over, I hope you enjoy it.
- TheMagicWorks
They are kissing.
There is a war to fight and a million other things to be doing yet neither of them have a reason to protest it. They have wanted this more than ever. It might be the only chance they will ever get.
The whole world is watching them as it falls apart at its very core but - they are kissing.
It is cold and hard and terrifying at first but then it moulds into something stronger, hungrier, desperate. They have never been so desperate for each other. This is what they have waited on for years. They fall into each other in an all consuming moment of defeat, Ron's hands combing through Hermione's hair to pull her to him, Hermione clutching on to Ron by the neck.
He longs for Hermione in a way he never thought was possible.
She is weak for Ron in more ways than she never realised.
When Harry finally speaks to pull them apart she lets a quiet moan escape her - so quiet that only he could hear it.
He shivers. She is everything.
Ron is looking at Hermione.
Hermione is looking at Ron.
There isn't enough time.
There isn't enough time.
They take a second now to assess the damage.
To check each other over.
There is blood and there are scars that will never heal.
He is as careful with her as he can be.
His thumbs brush the pale skin of her face.
They both look tired, beyond their years.
It is hard to not see the pain.
She's still reeling from the cruciatus, he's still reeling from her screams.
Her hair has never been messier, his eyes have never seemed so blue.
He wants to hold her like this forever.
She knows that he's going to.
The smile that creeps across his face is now uncontrollable.
She's smiling back even though she's tired.
She's never been so tired.
He lets out a sigh that he has been holding for what feels like forever.
Finally.
Harry speaks again but they barely notice. They don't notice anyone but each other.
Ron hasn't let go of her and Hermione's still gripping him with all the strength she has left.
Ron looks at her as if she may break.
She looks at him in a way she's never been able to before.
He cups her face now, completely overwhelmed by admiration, pride - nothing but love for the woman who has stood by him through everything. For the woman he knows he wouldn't be standing here without.
She can't feel much. Her fingers are numb, her heart is pounding. But he is the warmest thing she's felt in months. She feels a sense of calm wash over her. She's so sure of him.
In the midst of war, they have found each other at last.
She feels his hand slip into hers and then they are running again.