Hey there! First off, I just wanted to say that I am LOVING writing for . I love all of the reviews, and I love that people can finally read my writing. I have won writing awards in the past and my pieces have been read at assemblies and such but my pieces have never been displayed for so many people before! I want to thank you all for your reviews and for voicing your opinions. Will you please continue to do so on my future chapters? Get excited, because we're going to venture into Hermione's new world. Also, I am beginning to think up a new story idea that may get published in a month or two at the longest after I work out all the kinks in the plot. Enough of this, here's what you wanted!
Ron's Second Chance
Chapter 3: Reckless Little Boy
Ron tossed and turned. It was impossible to get a good night's rest without this happening. He should have been used to it by now, but his guilt and sorrow seemed to greaten with every time he slept and every nightmare he had.
"Hermione I'm sorry!"
"NO RONALD. I had to leave you and it's all your fault!
"Please forgive me! I love you more than you will ever imagine! We can still be together, we can be happy!"
"What's done cannot be undone."
What's done cannot be undone…. What's done cannot be undone…. Ron jolted awake. His mind whirled and his heart pounded. 'It's just a dream, it's just a dream' he assured himself. His heartbeat slowed and he rubbed at his eyes. Her angry voice rung in his ears and her image was permanently etched onto the inside of his eyelids, so every time he blinked, he saw her face. Her beautiful gorgeous face. That face he had once been able to kiss. That gorgeous face he used to be able to think about without causing himself mental pain. He shook his head, hoping that it would somehow wipe his brain clear of any and all memories including Hermione.
XOXO
Hermione sat on her bed, hugging her pillow. What had gotten into her? She had yelled at her parents, neglected her schoolwork, and turned down a very handsome boy who had asked her out, which caused her to be even more frustrated with herself. She put down the pillow and took out her wand. Since she was only sixteen, she was not allowed to use it outside of Hogwarts, the school she was never going back to. She would only ever be allowed to use it if she returned to Hogwarts to take her final graduating exams. 'I may as well just forget magic altogether.' She thought 'Since I'm never going to be able to use my wand again. Never another spell, an incantation…' What Hermione was most upset about wasn't any of this. It was Ron. She missed him. She just wanted to be in his arms again. Hermione let a quiet sob escape her as she laid her head down onto the pillow. She lay there clutching a small, silver, heart-shaped locket hanging from the thin silver chain around her neck. She read the back of the locket for what must have been the millionth time this week. 'Forever and always. RW+HG.' Tears fell down her face as she gently and carefully opened the locket to see miniature moving pictures of them. The picture on the left was from their first year at Hogwarts after they had gotten off the train. The two of them had been beaming, Ron's arm draped awkwardly around her shoulders. The picture on the right was of them kissing under the mistletoe at Christmas just a few months ago. "Our first kiss" Hermione said fondly, running her finger along the edge of the locket. She shut the locket with a quiet snapping sound. There was a faint knock at the door and Hermione wiped her eyes and said "Come in." in a small voice. Mrs. Granger walked in, shutting the plain white door behind her.
"Come now darling, you're not still brooding over that silly little locket are you?" Mrs. Granger said with a smile.
"Ron gave it to me. It's not silly mum." Hermione spat back.
"Hermione dear you don't want him. He's not good enough for you."
"He's more than good enough!"
"But Hermione... He-"
"I KNOW. But he was only trying to protect me!"
"He was being a stupid teenage boy." Her mum argued.
"Ron was-"
"He landed you in a magical hospital for a month! I don't want to hear it!"
"It was an accident mum!"
"A painful accident that shows that he's nothing more than a reckless little boy!"
XOXO
Later that night…
Hermione sat on her bed near the window, reading and skimming the pages. The book was about a girl who was mute. Then, the girl had met this perfect guy (from the description he was perfect in her opinion) that had helped her learn how to talk again, and the two eventually got married. Hermione rolled her eyes at the cheesiness of the story and she out the book down, staring out the window. She rubbed her eyes and blinked. It seemed as if her locket was lighting up from the inside. Her head snapped up and she stared out her window, completely alert. "That was weird… I swear I just saw…" her eyes grew to the size of dinner plates as she threw open the window. "RON!"
