Chapter Two: Waiting and Goodbye
Harry was doubled over on the floor, tears streaming down his face. Without saying a word, Hermione headed straight for Dumbledore's office. By the time she got there, she was frantic. She hadn't yet begun to realize just what had happened. She didn't know the password, so she started pounding on the door. "Professor Dumbledore!"
The door slid open and she saw those familiar half-moon spectacles.
"My dear Hermione, whatever is the matter?"
"Come quick, Professor, it's Ron, he…"She broke down in tears.
"Show me the way." Dumbledore had a tone in his voice that sounded almost as if he knew what had happened.
They walked quickly back to the dormitory. Harry had not moved since Hermione left. "Oh, my."
Dumbledore walked over to the bed to examine the situation.
"This is highly unusual. Mr. Potter and Ms. Granger, I'm going to have to ask you to leave."
"Yes, Sir." Hermione gently lifted Harry up and helped him out. He was still crying.
"Why? Why Ron? He never did anything! It should have been me. It's all my fault."
"Don't say that, Harry. There's nothing you could have done." Hermione was trying to console him while holding back her own tears.
"You don't understand." Harry pulled away from her. "I was supposed to go back, but I went to the library to see you. Dumbledore told me that Voldemort was after you and… and I wanted to see you before it was too late."
Hermione's eyes were starting to water. "Oh, Harry, I'm so sorry."
"It's not your fault. If I had been there, Voldemort would have killed me instead. That's the way it should have been."
"Harry, you can't blame yourself for what happened. It's over now. Ron's gone, but don't you think he would have wanted us to move on?"
"I guess so, but it's so hard. I never even got to say goodbye."
Hermione hugged him. "I know, Harry. I know."
A.N- Yes, boys can cry. Give him a break, his best friend just died.
Harry was doubled over on the floor, tears streaming down his face. Without saying a word, Hermione headed straight for Dumbledore's office. By the time she got there, she was frantic. She hadn't yet begun to realize just what had happened. She didn't know the password, so she started pounding on the door. "Professor Dumbledore!"
The door slid open and she saw those familiar half-moon spectacles.
"My dear Hermione, whatever is the matter?"
"Come quick, Professor, it's Ron, he…"She broke down in tears.
"Show me the way." Dumbledore had a tone in his voice that sounded almost as if he knew what had happened.
They walked quickly back to the dormitory. Harry had not moved since Hermione left. "Oh, my."
Dumbledore walked over to the bed to examine the situation.
"This is highly unusual. Mr. Potter and Ms. Granger, I'm going to have to ask you to leave."
"Yes, Sir." Hermione gently lifted Harry up and helped him out. He was still crying.
"Why? Why Ron? He never did anything! It should have been me. It's all my fault."
"Don't say that, Harry. There's nothing you could have done." Hermione was trying to console him while holding back her own tears.
"You don't understand." Harry pulled away from her. "I was supposed to go back, but I went to the library to see you. Dumbledore told me that Voldemort was after you and… and I wanted to see you before it was too late."
Hermione's eyes were starting to water. "Oh, Harry, I'm so sorry."
"It's not your fault. If I had been there, Voldemort would have killed me instead. That's the way it should have been."
"Harry, you can't blame yourself for what happened. It's over now. Ron's gone, but don't you think he would have wanted us to move on?"
"I guess so, but it's so hard. I never even got to say goodbye."
Hermione hugged him. "I know, Harry. I know."
A.N- Yes, boys can cry. Give him a break, his best friend just died.
