Hermione loves Ron. Ron loves Hermione too. But he is so sure that he is the last person Hermione would like to be with. So he tries to forget her. What will happen now? Will they ever get together? This is my first fanfic. Please read and review.
Not even my friend any more…
"You love her don't you?" Harry asked Ron.
"No, I don't" replied Ron. "What made you think that? You know, it's the stupidest thing I have ever heard."
"Oh", said Harry "so why are you staring at her".
"Don't be stupid, Harry. I think you better go and check your eye sight."
"Oh, well then maybe I should check my ears also because last night I heard you muttering her name in your sleep."
"You should check your brain also. I assure you, I am not in love with Hermione."
"Hey, who was talking about Hermione? I was talking about someone else"
"Ah…. Mm….I…."
"Oh there is no need to explain Ron, everything is crystal clear to me now."
"Harry, I am not in love with her"
"Well, then why were you so jealous with Victor Krum when she went to the ball with him. He was your hero before that."
"I was not jealous; he is too old for Hermione."
"What ever you say Ron"
"Stop it Harry, I am like the last boy Hermione would like to be with. So it doesn't make difference whether I like her or not."
"Oh ho….. So you like her."
"Harry, I didn't say that."
"Ron, why don't you just ask her out?"
"I told you once Harry, I don't love her. So please don't talk about this anymore"
With that Ronald left the room. Harries words were repeating in his mind. He knew Harry was right. He had fallen in love with Hermione. No matter how hard he tried to control it, it never worked. Yet, he couldn't talk to Hermione. He was afraid of losing her as a friend.
"No, I am going to forget this." He said to himself for the one millionth time. " No matter what it takes I must get this stupid idea out of my head."
Just then he saw Lavender staring at him. She had been after Ron for some time. "May be", he thought "another girl will help me to forget Hermione."
Meanwhile Hermione was trying to study. But she couldn't concentrate. Ron's face appeared out of the pages of the book. His voice started to echo in her mind.
She closed the book and shouted "I'll kill you Ron."
"What did he do", asked a familiar voice.
"Harry, what are you doing here?"
"Hey, this is the common room why can't I be here? So what did he do to you?"
"Am…..he …..mm…."
"I know, I know", said Harry. "You are in love with him and now he is not letting you study."
"How did you know?" asked Hermione.
"The whole school knows it. Except for one person of course", replied Harry
"Who?"
"Ronald Wesley. He thinks he is the last person you'd like to be with. So Hermione, you'd have to make the first move."
For days Hermione thought about what Harry had said. She has to make the first move. However is she going to do that? What is she going to tell him?
"Sitting and thinking isn't going to help." She told herself. "Go and speak to him. You'll know what to say when you get there."
So she went to find Ron. As she climbed down the steps to the common room she saw Ron kissing Lavender. She was stunned. Tears started to falling from her eyes. She turned around and started running back to her room. Ginny and Harry were nearby. They saw what had happened. They started to run after her. When they reached the room Hermione was in her bed hugging a pillow and crying.
"Hermione", said Harry moving closer to her.
"I thought he loved me", said Hermione still sobbing.
"He does", said Harry. "I know he does. I just can't understand what happened to him."
"Maybe lavender gave him a love potion or something" said Ginny. "Hermione, I know my brother very well. He loves you."
"That's what I thought", said Hermione. "He gave me signals since the 2nd year. At first I didn't like it at all. But as time passed by I began to love him. And finally when I have made up my mind to accept it he…."
"Ginny, no one gave him a love potion; you know we all had coffee this morning. love potion never works with the presence of coffee" said Hermione. "How could he do this to me Ginny, HOW?"
Ginny didn't answer.
"Just leave me alone will you", said Hermione. So Harry and Ginny left the room.
That night Hermione didn't eat anything. She wasn't hungry. Even though the exam was so near she didn't feel like studying. She tried to sleep but stayed up for hours. Next morning when she woke up she was having an unbearable headache. She was taken to the hospital immediately. Normal pain killing potions couldn't cure her. Something was terribly wrong.
Harry and Ginny came to see her. But Ron didn't come. She didn't even bother to ask about him. "He is not even my friend any more", she said to herself. Harry, as if he had read her thoughts answered "we couldn't find Ron he doesn't know you are sick."
Just then madam pomfrey came with another potion.
"This is a more powerful potion", she said "this should do the trick."
She gave it to Hermione. She drank it. Although it was bitter it was nothing compared to what she is going through at the moment.
"Hermione dear, Is something bothering you," asked madam Pomfrey . "This could be a result of strong mental depression."
"Or a result of the demising curse." said Hermione.
"Oh, you read too much Miss Granger," said madam Promfrey.
"What is the demising curse" asked Ginny.
"It is a curse designed to kill someone through immense pain. A person will suffer for a year after being cursed and then ….die", replied Hermione.
"Well there is nothing to worry about that. You've been pretty upset lately", said Harry
"I wish it was the demising curse" said Hermione almost in tears.
"That's it", said Harry "I am going to speak to Ron."
"No Harry don't" said Hermione. "I want his love not his sympathy."
"So I see, there is no need to test for demising curse then" said madam promfrey. "But we will have to check anyway, that is the rule."
"Harry, take this blood sample and give it to professor Snape he will send it to the ministry for further analysis."
Harry took the sample and left the hospital with Ginny.
"I am going to talk to Ron anyway, Harry said to Ginny.
"No don't", said Ginny "You know if Hermione finds out that you spoke to Ron she will think he came to her because of sympathy not Love. They will never get together if that happens. "
"We both know Ron loves her. He'll come back to her. I know he will. Harry, please don't ruin everything by trying to help."
Moments later Harry went to the class and told Ron that Hermione was sick.
"I'll go and see her right after this class", said Ron.
"Ron" called a voice from behind, it was Lavender. "You promised me you were going to the book store with me."
"Oh" said Ron, "ok we'll go and see her and go straight to the book store"
So when he came to see Hermione he came with Lavender. This made things worse for Hermione. He didn't stay for long anyway. He went off with Lavender.
"He doesn't love me," thought Hermione
"How could I be so mistaken? He just came here just to show his face not to see me. I'm not even sure if he is my friend anymore."
Lavender and Ron walking to the book store. Lavender was talking to him. But he wasn't listening. He was thinking about Hermione. He felt so guilty for not spending more time with her. He knew it was only a headache, nothing serious but he couldn't stop worrying about her.
"Why I am I thinking so much about her Ron" asked himself. If it had been Harry in hospital he knew he wouldn't bother that much.
"She is my friend, only my friend. Nothing else" he said to himself.
Are you listening to me, asked Lavender?
"Sorry" said Ron "what were you saying?"
"I was telling about my friend Darrell" she continued
"I thought her relationship with Mark was unbreakable. But now, she has forgotten all about him. I mean he has only been away for a month or two."
"Well they say out of sight out of mind, don't they", said Ron
"That's it" thought Ron. "I will stay away from Hermione then I will stop feeling this way."
Next day Hermione kept staring at the door to hoping that Ron would come. But he never came. Harry did, Ginny did. So did Luna , Pravati, and even Dean but not Ron.
The pain killers were working. She had no pain. She could attend the classes now. But she didn't feel like it. She was afraid of seeing Ron and Lavender together.
"Oh stop it", she told herself, "forget him. He is not even your friend anymore so why bother?"
So the next day when she went to the class she tried to completely ignore Ron. "Good morning" was the only words they said to each other. Professor Snape came to the class and started teaching. 10 minutes latter an owl came down and dropped an envelope on Snape's table. He looked at it, stood up and said "It's time we do some practicals"
"Miss Granger" he said, "will you go and bring the equipment."
Hermione left the room. Luckily she found the a 5th grader returning the equipment. so she didn't have to go far. she took it from him and started walking back to the class.
Back in the class professor Snape had waited till Hermione is long gone to open the envelope.
"Is that hermione's report", asked Harry
"Yes", replied Snape
"What does it say", asked Harry
"The symptoms of the demising curse was .."
He couldn't complete the sentence there was a big crashing noise.
Hermione was at the door and she had dropped the equipment from her hands. Tears were pouring down from her eyes. She knew she was going to die. She turned around and started running.
Suddenly Ron got up, rather looking terrified and shouted "WILL SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT IS GOING ON"
"Ron you know Hermione's disease," Harry started to explain. "Well it could be caused by either mental depression or demising curse."
"So", asked Ron
"One who is cursed by it will die within a year and…."said Snape.
"Hermione", said Ron, tears falling down from his eyes. He felt as though he was going to faint.
"Hermione", he shouted and ran out of the room. He went here and there looking for her and finally found her sitting on a rock near the lake, crying.
He moved close to her and wrapped his arm around her and pulled her closer to him. She laid her head on his chest. He tried to think of something to say to make her feel better.
There was no need to say anything. The warmth of his body, his gentle strokes through her hair instantly made her feel better. She wished that she could die right now, in his arms. It was the best kind of death she could ever imagine.
Meanwhile Ron was having problems of hiding his emotions. He couldn't stop the tears that were falling from his eyes. And when one of those tears reached Hermione's face she looked up.
"Hey", she said "I am the one who's dying not you. So why are you crying?"
"That's exactly why I feel terrible" said Ron; "I am the one who will have to live without you"
"I can't", he said "I can't live without you Hermione. I love you"
Hermione went red. For a moment she thought she was dreaming?
"I know you don't like that, it is crazy, how can a bright, brilliant girl like you fall in love with someone like me."
"But Hermione, believe me, I tried to take this stupid feeling off my head. I thought another girl can help. So that's why I started dating Lavender. That's why I tried to avoid you so much. But all attempts were unsuccessful. I don't know how I am ever going to live without you."
Suddenly Hermione started to cry again.
"Oh Ron, I waited so long to hear that. I love you too. I can't possibly die now, I can't…."
Now it was Ron's turn to be surprised.
"You love me" he said wrapping his arms around Hermione again.
"We don't have much together, do we?"
Ron didn't answer. This thought made him feel bitter again. He has been so stupid. He should have listened to Harry.
Ron could hear Hermione sobbing. His eyes were also full of tears.
Hermione felt terrible knowing that Ron would never be happy after her death.
"Excuse me", they heard a familiar voice.
"Harry", said Hermione moving away from Ron's arms.
Harry took out a paper and said "this report says, the symptoms of demising curse was not found in the blood sample" "So why exactly are you crying?"
This time Hermione burst in to tears. "I am not dying" she shouted hugging ron.
She rested her head on Ron's shoulders and cried. This time it was unbearable happiness that made her cry. She not only got her life back but also her love and most of all now she was resting in his arms, his hands moving gently through her hair. What could be better? This moment was divine. Probably, the happiest moment of her life.
The End
This is my first fanfic. Please review.