๐ Karma๐
๐ฑ~Ugly Truth~๐ฑ
"I'm so sorry, Mione."
"What?" Hermione asked in disbelief.
No, Ron couldn't be at the pub with Lavender. Or could he? After all, she really didn't know what he was doing that night. He only looked down and stayed quiet, as if he was really sorry.
This was unlike Ron because generally, knowing him, he wouldn't have stopped talking, he'd be telling her how sorry he was and how he'd do anything to fix this.
You could see he had remorse and regret eating him up, but he still didn't say anything.
At first, Hermione was slowly filling with anger, but just before she turned livid, her anger dissipated and was replaced with unimaginable sadness and disappointment. She felt rejected with the fact Ron had been unfaithful.
She looked outside the window; the day was beautiful and exquisite, with the sky being as blue as could be and the sun shining with immense amount of pride. The birds were flying, people were walking happily down the street, cars were moving, things were going normally and yet she felt as though this revelation had disrupted everything around her.
"Hermione, please say something," Ron muttered. He'd rather have her screaming and yelling at him than have her sit here, slowly being broken and removed, piece by piece. It hurt him to see this, to see her so quiet, too overcome with pain to talk.
"What do you want me to say, Ronald?" She asked coldly, "congratulations on hooking up with Brown?"
He sighed at this. No matter what he said would make her the way she was before. He knew that and strangely, he didn't have the urgency to beg her to take him back.
"Hermione, I should've told you earlier," he started off slowly.
She finally looked at him in the eye, her eyes filled with tears. He could clearly see the grief he had caused this girl in front of him.
"That Lavender and I, we've been seeing each other," he continued softly, "for the past month. I'm sorry. I just fell out of love and fell back into it, only, with someone else."
And then she finally knew from his last sentence. They weren't perfect or made for each other. They were just two souls caught up in the tragic comedy of life. They were what everyone else wanted them to be, expected them to be. People had just assumed that they were simply the best looking couple ever together.
"War Hero and Heroine, what a perfect couple!"
"Ron and Hermione; they just fit in perfectly!"
But no, this was the vision of the other people, even her at some point of time, but not the vision of destiny. And now, the reason for the way he was acting the past few weeks, was because he was completely out of it. Out of the teenage crush for her, and now he was growing and pursuing what really mattered to him.
She didn't take the last part that well. She crumbled on the spot. Before he could come closer to comfort her, she got up and pushed him back and said in a desperate voice, "Ronald stop, let me just get up on my own and leave. As an individual person, not as Harry Potter's best friend, or Ronald Weasely's girlfriend."
And with that, she walked outside his house and apparated home, leaving Ron feeling the worst he's ever been. She had hardly been there for half an hour.
Not much in this, I know. I promise the next chapter is more exciting and worth looking forward too. I'm updating every Tuesday! Please review if you ever have the time :)
