So…a whole new story, but this time between Hermione and Ron – frankly my favourite one I hope you'll enjoy reading
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Chapter one
Happy holidays
Ron walked down the hall heading his next class. He was alone and quite confused because the hall was all quiet. 'Where is everybody?'
He walked round a corner as suddenly Hermione was standing right in front of him.
"Hi Ron, I'm so glad to see you!" the girl said in a seductive way and laid her hands around Ron's neck.
Ron was startled "Hermione?"
Then something unexpected happened – she kissed him. Right in that moment an annoying noise started to ring. Everything round Ron blurred as he opened his eyes and found himself lying in his bed – sobbing.
'A dream? What the fuck? I didn't just dream of Hermione…nooo I didn't…'
He got up and hit the alarm in order to make it stop. Harry was already awake "Morning dude!" He made a face "You…you're sobbing."
Ron blushed and then wiped it off.
After taking a shower he and Harry made their way to the dining hall in order to take breakfast. As they reached the Gryffindor table Hermione was already sitting there.
Hermione: "Oh hey guys! What a wonderful morning."
Harry: "Indeed – especially since it's our last one for the next few months! Holidays – oh how I love them." He sat down on the opposite of Hermione.
Ron – sitting down next to Hermione: "It's you Hermione. You're here…right next to me. And you…you are having breakfast!"
Hermione – giving him the weirdest look ever: "What the hell are you talking?"
Harry – laughing: "Don't be too harsh on him, he had a bad night. This morning he woke up sobbing."
Ron – blushing and looking angrily at Harry: "Harry! It's erm I'm just a lil bit tired, alright."
With those words he grabbed a piece of cake and stuffed it in his mouth…
'What the hell was that…I just talked even weirder than I usually do. Hermione probably thinks I'm a jerk. Well I guess she thought that before too but now she might think I'm more than a jerk – a superjerk! Okay that's not even a word. Anyways…why do I even care what she thinks…'
"Would you please pass me the milk, Ron?" Hermione suddenly said.
Ron – dragged out of his thoughts – looked at Hermione as if he didn't understand what she just said. As a few seconds passed… "Ron? The milk…" said Hermione having one eyebrow up.
Ron shook his head "Oh ya, sure…" he reached for the milk can, but accidentally knocked it over and spilled the whole milk all over the table.
Hermione: "Ron! What the fuck is up with you??"
Ron just stumbled nervously: "I…I'm sorry." He got up and left the hall – almost running.
Harry - laughing: "At least he didn't sob."
Hermione: "That's not funny. He's acting even stranger than he usually does. He just ran out of the hall okay…don't you wanna go look after him?"
Harry: "Because…?"
Hermione: "Becauuuuse he's your friend?"
Harry: "I'm hungry! And he's your friend also. Why don't you go?"
Hermione just looked angrily at him.
Harry: "Okay, okay…I'll look after him." He got up and left the dining hall – leaving a clueless Hermione behind.
Ron was walking around outside of the school.
'Fresh air…that's what a need right now.'
A lukewarm breeze gently stroked his skin as he sat down in the grass. He lied down on his back staring up at the clouds which were slowly passing by.
A few minutes passed as he heard a familiar voice calling him. He got up and looked around. Harry was strolling around calling Ron's name.
Ron: "Harry! I'm here."
Harry: "Man! I've been looking for you since hours!"
Ron: "Hours? I left the dining hall 15 minutes ago."
Harry: "Hours…minutes…it's all the same."
Harry sat down right next to Ron. They sat there a few seconds without saying a word.
"Everything alright Ron?" Harry suddenly asked him, looking at him from aside.
Ron sighed: "No I guess not."
Harry: "Wanna talk about it?"
Ron: "I don't quite know. I mean I don't even know what's up with me."
Harry: "But something must have happened tonight. Yesterday you acted quite normal…okay normal…let's say Ron-like."
Ron smiled at Harry: "Thanks mate…really."
Harry: "I'm sorry but that's the way it is…" – he smiled back at Ron. "…so what happened?"
Ron: "Dunno…I guess I just didn't sleep well tonight."
Harry: "Alright. But you know you can tell me everything, right?"
Ron – feeling a little awkward: "Right…"
Harry: "Okay, so let's get back. We don't wanna miss the train dude. It's going back home."
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An hour later, Ron and Harry were sitting alone in a compartment heading London. They didn't talk much. Ron looked out of the window watching the valleys, mountains and trees passing by as the door to their compartment was opened.
"There you are! I was looking for you almost everywhere." – Hermione was standing there.
Ron looked at her and felt uncomfortable. He had to think about the dream he had that night and immediately looked ashamed on the floor.
'What is wrong with him?' Hermione thought and gave Ron a clueless stare not knowing what to say to him.
Harry interrupted the silence: "I'm sorry, but we kinda lost you in the crowd and we relied on you finding us."
Hermione nodded without saying a word – still looking at Ron who had turned to the window.
"Well, I…I guess you can deal without my presence." Hermione said, sadly looking at Ron who suddenly turned to Hermione giving her a desperate look.
Their eyes met and Ron blushed, he swallowed and then said: "Yes well, see you next year at Hogwarts."
Hermione got angry: "Fine." And then she rushed out of the compartment.
Harry looked from Hermione and Ron and back again. As Hermione was gone he said: "Oh my gosh… what the hell is up with you two?" He got up and rushed after Hermione.
"Hermione! Please wait!" Harry shouted after her as she got slower.
Hermione: "What?" she was obviously mad but what Harry didn't recognize were her watery eyes.
Harry: "I'm sorry. Please come back! We do miss your presence."
Hermione: "Obviously Ron doesn't."
Harry: "Ron's an idiot…forgotten?"
Hermione just stared at him.
Harry: "Well I don't know what's up with him but please come back."
Hermione sighed and then nodded affirming.
The two walked back to the compartment where Ron would still be sitting – staring out of the window.
Harry: "Ron…Hermione came back."
Ron – not looking up: "Alright."
Hermione: "If you want me to leave then I'll do so!"
Ron – his voice cracking as he looked Hermione in the face: "No…please stay."
Hermione sat down on Ron's side but she left out a seat next to him.
Harry – addressing Hermione: "So what are you going to do during summer?"
Hermione – rolling her eyes: "Nothing much. Since my parent's can't afford it we're not going on vacation or some. I'll probably be sitting at home all the time – alone. Well hey! At least I have Crookshanks…"
Harry: "I'm sorry. I'll spend the whole summer alone too."
Hermione: "Oh, so Ron isn't going to 'save' you this summer?"
Harry: "Erm, dunno. Maybe. I guess. Well, we talked about going somewhere together maybe sometime."
Hermione – feeling a little bit left out: "I see…"
The rest of their journey everyone was quiet. Ron, staring out of the window as if he was afraid to see what was behind him. Hermione, deep in her thoughts feeling hurt but didn't quite know why and last but not least Harry. He was staring at his two friends who seemed absent and asked himself what had happened that they weren't talking to each other.
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So that was the first chapter…tell me what you think pleaaaseee begging on her knees
Thankies for reading! :)