A/N: Well lemme just tell you theISHA, I saw that part a little. I was too busy trying to wake up my dad lol.
So anyway, I am glad that I am all perked up right now (mostly because I just got a new candy, Exploding Bon Bons, a la Target and Harry Potter) cuz I have a question to ask! I think I'll ask it after this though, maybe in the BTW's.
DISCLAIMER! On my Microsoft Word, the font's all messed up lol. Well, anyway, I don't own Harry Potter or the Microsoft Word that I write on.
(This is post war)
A defining silence pierced through the night like a dagger. The brunette looked on at the redhead, tears entering her eyes. The redhead, alarmed at what he had said, had tried to console her, to make her feel better, wanted, but she had just Apperated away.
And now, Ronald Weasley sat in his empty house, with his empty bottle mocking him. He sighed, refilled the bottle with a non alcoholic drink (so he could take the edge of the firewhiskey off) and took a big swig of it.
Ron had yelled at Hermione, but it wasn't the typical fight. It was about his family, half of who had died in the war. Only George, Bill and Fleur's kid Gabrielle, his mom, and himself were left. They had started fighting about normal things couples fight about; taking out the trash, or having responsibility around the house, when Hermione had made an unneeded stab at his parents. He had yelled at her for half an hour about his family, but now that he thought about it, he didn't need to yell for that long, or yell at all.
"I could've just...told her how I felt…" he muttered, running his hands in his mussed hair. He let out a long sigh, and he started to tell himself things, not hearing the door open.
"Ronald?" Ron looked up to see Hermione standing there.
"What're you doing here? I thought…you had just…"
"Never mind me," she said; Ron could tell by her blotchy face and stuffy voice that she had been crying. She sat down next to him.
"Ron…I know that you have been through a lot in the past year. I didn't mean to bring up your…upbringing, and talk about your family in that way. I love your family, and I love you. I was just..."
"Yeah, I know. I'll try and clean up. Depression makes me even lazier." Hermione couldn't help but smile.
"If that's even possible. You are always lazy."
Ron smiled, and they chuckled. "Hermione…" Ron suddenly got serious. "After I yelled at you for like…ever…I didn't think you'd come back. I thought that you would leave me or something. I mean, we've had worse fights…"
"Yes, but you've never actually yelled at me before," Hermione finished. "I mean…not like you actually meant for it to hurt anyway."
"I'm grateful you came back."
Ron and Hermione stared at each other.
"I'm sorry," they both said at the same time. They then laughed.
"Well, your forgiven," Hermione said, smiling up at Ron.
"As are you," Ron said. They sealed up there gratitude with a kiss.
A/N: Okay, so that was an alright fic. Now, for the BTW's!
BTW's:
Alrighty. I have a question. Now, I was thinking about the movie today when I got home from the orthodontist, and I was like… 'I wonder if there are any Twin/Cedric fics'. So I looked it up, and there were none! Well, there might be now, but still. So then I was writing that down, and then I was like, 'Eww, what if Cedric fell in love with Percy?!' because Percy is like, older than Cedric, and Cedric always has the stupid control. So I was wondering…Which do you want to see? A Fred/Cedric, George/Cedric, or Percy/Cedric fanfic? Fred and George are different when I write them, so if you guys need like…a rough draft of like…a first chapter, then there you go. I'll do that. But for now, I want to see what people would like to see out of me with that. So…yeah. That's it, really.
