Chapter 2: Fighting reality
"`Mione, you're so beautiful." He murmured into her thick brown curls as he slowly thrust himself into her.
" I love you," He added, spending himself into her.
Hermionie stared at the ceiling, dislocating herself from her ugly, shameful body
"Hermione?.." ***************
"Hermione!" Ron called waving his hand in front of her face
Hermione snapped back into reality, her breathing fast, and her hands trembling as she held a fork with breakfast on it. She became aware that everyone around her at the griffindor table was staring at her. She looked over at Ron, who had a concerned look on his face.
"What's wrong `Mione?" Ron asked as he rubbed her back comfortingly.
Hermione suddenly trembled as she felt his hand on her back, and quickly replied,
" Ron, I'm fine, I'm just a bit tired..really" she added seeing him cock an eyebrow
Ron looked into her eyes then replied slyly in a whisper
"Admit it Hermione, you were imagining me naked weren't you?" He added his suggestive eyebrow waggle to make her laugh
Hermione let out a small giggle, and gave Ron a true smile. For one moment in 7 years, she felt like a normal 16 year old girl, not worrying about her secret past, but a bright future with the man she loved. She leaned in and kissed Ron on the lips, soft, yet carefully, not to scare herself. She closed her eyes and smiled. This was heaven. Little did she know, he would force his way back into her mind.
"Hey, lovebirds, we're trying to eat." Harry sarcastically remarked, "Oh, and the post just arrived." He added opening his letter from Sirius.
Ron had already started to read his, by the time Hermione had even opened her letter.
"It's from your parents." Ron commented as she started to read the letter
Hermione smiled and nodded as she read on into the letter
"Are they coming to the awards ceremony tonight, seeing that their daughter is pretty much winning every award?" Harry asked while chewing his toast
Hermione chuckled and answered
"Yes, and they're going to bring..."
Hermione felt her heart skip 2 beats as she turned a ghostly white, taking deep breaths while she tried to keep her breakfast down
"Who are they bringing?" Ron asked curiously, until he saw her face, then he became worried "Hermione, what's wrong?"
Hermione quickly cupped her hand around her mouth and started in a run to the bathroom, Ron not far behind.
Once at a toilet, Hermione started heaving up her breakfast, and the guilt that the dream had arose. She sobbed as she threw up, trying to purge out all the painful thoughts.
"Hermione?" Ron called as he entered moaning myrtles bathroom.
Hermione quickly wiped her tears and mouth and walked out of the stall.
"Hi" she faintly whispered
Ron ran towards her and scooped her up into his arms. Hermione let out a sharp sob before she could stop herself. Ron let go of her and backed away a few steps. The pain in his face more present then ever.
"What is it Hermione?" he asked trying to hide the pain in his voice, "Why can't I even hug you without you acting like I'll hurt you?" he added turning away.
Hermione swallowed and softly replied
"Ron.." Ron turned and looked her straight in the eye
"Tell him!" The voice in her mind yelled
"Ron." Hermione continued " If-if there were things in my life that made me a bad person, would you still love me?" Hermione finished wringing her hands together and staring at the floor, avoiding his eyes.
Ron slowly stepped forward and took hold of her hands,
"Hermione, look at me." He asked in a suspicious tone. Hermione complied, looking him in the eye
" Why would you ask me that Hermione? What are you trying to tell me?" Ron asked suspiciously, taking a step closer towards Hermione.
Hermione took a deep breath before starting
"Ron, I.."
BRRRRINNNNGGG
Hermione sighed a sigh of relief as the bell rang; telling everyone it was time for first classes.
Ron sighed as well, only he sighed in frustration, as he rolled his eyes.
Hermione saw this and quickly assured him that they would talk later. Hermione grabbed her bag, and headed off to class, silently thanking god that they had to go to class.
"`Mione, you're so beautiful." He murmured into her thick brown curls as he slowly thrust himself into her.
" I love you," He added, spending himself into her.
Hermionie stared at the ceiling, dislocating herself from her ugly, shameful body
"Hermione?.." ***************
"Hermione!" Ron called waving his hand in front of her face
Hermione snapped back into reality, her breathing fast, and her hands trembling as she held a fork with breakfast on it. She became aware that everyone around her at the griffindor table was staring at her. She looked over at Ron, who had a concerned look on his face.
"What's wrong `Mione?" Ron asked as he rubbed her back comfortingly.
Hermione suddenly trembled as she felt his hand on her back, and quickly replied,
" Ron, I'm fine, I'm just a bit tired..really" she added seeing him cock an eyebrow
Ron looked into her eyes then replied slyly in a whisper
"Admit it Hermione, you were imagining me naked weren't you?" He added his suggestive eyebrow waggle to make her laugh
Hermione let out a small giggle, and gave Ron a true smile. For one moment in 7 years, she felt like a normal 16 year old girl, not worrying about her secret past, but a bright future with the man she loved. She leaned in and kissed Ron on the lips, soft, yet carefully, not to scare herself. She closed her eyes and smiled. This was heaven. Little did she know, he would force his way back into her mind.
"Hey, lovebirds, we're trying to eat." Harry sarcastically remarked, "Oh, and the post just arrived." He added opening his letter from Sirius.
Ron had already started to read his, by the time Hermione had even opened her letter.
"It's from your parents." Ron commented as she started to read the letter
Hermione smiled and nodded as she read on into the letter
"Are they coming to the awards ceremony tonight, seeing that their daughter is pretty much winning every award?" Harry asked while chewing his toast
Hermione chuckled and answered
"Yes, and they're going to bring..."
Hermione felt her heart skip 2 beats as she turned a ghostly white, taking deep breaths while she tried to keep her breakfast down
"Who are they bringing?" Ron asked curiously, until he saw her face, then he became worried "Hermione, what's wrong?"
Hermione quickly cupped her hand around her mouth and started in a run to the bathroom, Ron not far behind.
Once at a toilet, Hermione started heaving up her breakfast, and the guilt that the dream had arose. She sobbed as she threw up, trying to purge out all the painful thoughts.
"Hermione?" Ron called as he entered moaning myrtles bathroom.
Hermione quickly wiped her tears and mouth and walked out of the stall.
"Hi" she faintly whispered
Ron ran towards her and scooped her up into his arms. Hermione let out a sharp sob before she could stop herself. Ron let go of her and backed away a few steps. The pain in his face more present then ever.
"What is it Hermione?" he asked trying to hide the pain in his voice, "Why can't I even hug you without you acting like I'll hurt you?" he added turning away.
Hermione swallowed and softly replied
"Ron.." Ron turned and looked her straight in the eye
"Tell him!" The voice in her mind yelled
"Ron." Hermione continued " If-if there were things in my life that made me a bad person, would you still love me?" Hermione finished wringing her hands together and staring at the floor, avoiding his eyes.
Ron slowly stepped forward and took hold of her hands,
"Hermione, look at me." He asked in a suspicious tone. Hermione complied, looking him in the eye
" Why would you ask me that Hermione? What are you trying to tell me?" Ron asked suspiciously, taking a step closer towards Hermione.
Hermione took a deep breath before starting
"Ron, I.."
BRRRRINNNNGGG
Hermione sighed a sigh of relief as the bell rang; telling everyone it was time for first classes.
Ron sighed as well, only he sighed in frustration, as he rolled his eyes.
Hermione saw this and quickly assured him that they would talk later. Hermione grabbed her bag, and headed off to class, silently thanking god that they had to go to class.