A/N: so I always end up writing stories based on songs, but I can't help it, music is a big part of my life and I am easily inspired by it. The song is Ice Box by Omarion. Please review!!
It was another cold day in December. Ron found himself sitting in the cold windowsill thinking over once again another fight that his girl friend, Hermione and him had gotten into. But it wasn't any ordinary fight; for once it wasn't Hermione that was doing most of the yelling. Indeed it had been himself, the one who started the whole thing.
Two hours before…..
"Hermione, your not the girl I used to know, what has happened? I cant stand it anymore,"
"I don't know what on earth you are talking about Ron, im still me, nothing has changed I'm just becoming more then I have ever been. Can't you see that now I am happy im popular, not just for my brains but for more then that."
"that's just it Hermione, you never cared about that before, you never wanted to be like other people you never cared about what you looked like, who paid attention to you!"
"Girl I really wanna work this out, cause im tired of fighting, and I really hope you still want me the way I want you,"
"Ronald would you stop? You're over reacting, we are fine,"
"I really want to work this out, damn girl im trying, its no excuse, no excuse"
"this is who I am now Ron, if you don't like it then it doesn't matter, get used to it!"
"I got this ice box where my heart used to be, im so cold, im so cold"
"I finally feel like im wanted, more then you will ever feel Ron, all you can do is sit around all day and fell sorry for yourself, I actually did something about myself, become who I wanted what I have always wanted. Now I can see what I should have seen before, I don't need you, I waste my time fighting with you"
"girl, I really want to work this out damn girl im trying! Cant you see I've got this ice box where my heart used to be? Im so cold im so cold im so cold…"
"Im done Ronald I cant deal with you anymore"
"Im so cold im so cold…"
Ron found that tears had escaped his eyes, he could not help it. His heart was cold, all he could feel was the pain from earlier. He had finally made up his mind. He opened the window and took a breath. All he could think was im so cold im so cold im so cold, I really want to work this out damn girl im trying, its no excuse, no excuse. He closed his eyes….
I've got this ice box where my heart used to be, I've got this ice box where my heart used to be. Girl I really want to work this out cause im tired of fighting.