Chapter 4
"Wh-What!? Come with you to war?" She questioned.
" It seems I am needed at war, and as my fiancé you are to assist me" He said as though it was completely normal.
" Unless you are unaware, I must point out that I won't be much help seeing I am in fact a woman. I cant possibly be much use in the middle of a war, maybe I should bare you the burden and stay home, take care of the house??" She went on hoping praying he would agree.
" I wont be leaving you here, and I have found a suitable position for you anyways." He explained
"And that would be?" She questioned interestedly.
"As a nurse, you will assist the wounded in battle and will set up a camp where you will be safe and heal the injured" He seemed rather pleased that he had found such a job for his exceptionally young fiancé.
Knowing that there was no way out of this Hermione excepted, "If you wish.."
The early morning brought many skeptical thoughts to Hermione.
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How does he expect me to follow him across the ocean so I can be his perfect housewife in the middle of a bloody war! Besides I don't know much about healing, I know the simple remedies but how am I supposed to know how to magically heal the mortally wounded. I don't even know what supplies I'll have!"
Thoughts were racing through her mind and before she knew it she had finished her morning chores. As she was heading back to the house she spotted a familiar figure in the distance. She quickly ran to catch up with him, but it seemed as he was speeding up causing her to run rather quickly across the fields.
"Ron! Ron!" she called as he finally came to a sudden stop, causing herself to bump into him.
"What is it? Inviting me to your wedding? Well you can count on me not attending" He spat.
"Ron, why are you so bitter? You know that I had as much to do with this as you did." She said sadly, trying to gain eye contact but failing.
"I actually had no idea I was contributing I would've expected at least a thank you or is that why you're here?"
"Ron stop this!" She yelled almost begging him. " I have absolutely no desire to be married, especially to him you know as well as I who I'd prefer" she said her voice softening.
"Well, I wish I could help you, but I can't. Sorry" he said sounding unconcerned.
"Ron Weasley look at me when I talk to you!" She shrilled " and stop acting like you don't care, because I know you, more than you want me to. I know that it kills you to see me with him and you're doing nothing! You're going to let him win! You're just going to sit on your lazy arse and watch me get married to him when both you and I know that we are meant to be together!" She was in hysterics by the time she finished her rants and Ron looked shocked for just a second.
" A bit bold of you to say isn't it " he scoffed. He wouldn't give in to something he couldn't have, even if it wasn't her fault, he didn't want her to have the satisfaction.
"Ron Weasley you are the foulest man I have ever met! I hate how much I want you, how much you make me want you! I hate that know matter what I say you'll never admit you care about me as much as I do. It scares you I know it." She finished tears pouring down her face. She always imagined confessing her love to him as joyous and romantic but it was painful, because even though he didn't deny it he wouldn't accept it either.
"Well, it doesn't matter much anymore does it?" she finished trying to keep some composure " I just wanted to bid you goodbye"
With the finishing comment his head jolted up listening intently.
"I'm leaving for the war in two days I wont be seeing you and it would be a regret of me not to say goodbye, not that you would care much either way."
"No need to say goodbye 'Mione" He said quietly " I'm going to war too."
And with that he left Hermione alone in the middle of the field thinking about how much she just confessed and how much he didn't in return.
