'Ello luvs. This is the second chapter to my story. Hope you enjoy. Please read and review.
Disclaimer: JK Rowling's the real genius. I do not own The HP world, or anything pertaining to it. (sad face)
Chapter 2- Endings
Hermione lay in her bed, still mortified by what had happened not long ago. She went over the incident in her head.
It was a cold day in January. She and Ron were walking along the now frozen lake. But, that led up to one of their worst fights since they started dating. Ron had accused Hermione of being too thin, and she had lashed out.
"You want me to get fat? Do you want me to stuff my face and get a face covered in pimples like Eloise Midgen? Well, do you?"
Ron looked at Hermione with nothing but anger on his face.
"Hermione, look at yourself," he said, gesturing towards her reflection in the lake. She could not look. She closed her eyes. "You can't even fit into your robes, and those are from last year!"
It was true. She could not fit into her robes. She had grown so thin that even her winter gloves kept falling off. However, she refused to associate this fact with Ron. Keeping her eyes still closed, she retorted with a hint of hurt in her voice.
"What do you want me to do, Ron? Do you want me to change? What do you want me to do?"
On the last sentence, her voice broke, and tears squirted out of her eyes and ran down her face like miniature rivers.
Ron's face softened, and, quietly, he said, "I just want you to be the Hermione I fell in love with"
She opened her eyes. Heloves me? "No," she thought. "Loved me" She stared at him, but not the way she used to before she becameā¦this. Hermione realized, right then and there, that she didn't deserve Ron. She could not become who she was before. She could not change.
She looked at Ron's face one last time, then turned around, ran inside, up to the Common room, and up to her dormitory. There, she lay down on her bed, and sobbed her heart out.
That happened more than an hour ago, and she could cry no more. She was dry of tears, and she wondered if she would ever cry again. She had waited for Ron to come back to her, but he had not.
Hermione sighed, and after avoiding it for the longest time, she looked at herself.
Her hands, that had once held a quill so gracefully, were now bony and crippled looking. Her legs were bony also, and so unstable that she could barely walk anymore without tripping a few times.
She felt her almost non-existent stomach which could hold no more food. She felt her ribs, and she could count every one. Lastly, she sat up in bed and, for the first time in months, she looked at herself in the mirror.
Hermione's eyes, once so full of life and knowledge, were blank and sunken in with dark circles around them. Her cheeks were sunken in as well.
"I can't change Ron." Hermione said, and, as though a wave of nausea had washed over her, she lay back on her bed. She had no more energy. She started breathing quick, shallow breaths. Out loud, she said "I have no reason to live anymore."
She closed her eyes, softly whispered "I'm sorry Ron" then she said no more.
Lavender Brown made her way up to the girls' dormitory, grumbling to herself. She had a message from Ron to give to Hermione to come downstairs, for he wanted to apologize. Needless to say, she did not like to be ordered around, especially by her old boyfriend.
Still grumbling to herself, she opened the door to her dormitory. A little too harshly, she said "Hermione, Ron wants you."
When Hermione didn't answer, Lavender went over to her bed, attempting to wake her up. She also did not like to be ignored. "Hermione, come on!" suddenly, her eyes widened.
She backed away from the bed.
She screamed.
NOOOOOOOO!!!!!! It can't end this way! Hurry, write more! What do you think guys?
Mai: It sounds depressing.
. . . But you think everything is depressing.
Mai: Your point? You asked me the question, if you knew that I thought everything is depressing, why ask?
You got a point. hmmmm... Anyways, hope you all enjoy this. I know the next chapter is coming soon. I will press plot. untill it is finished.
