It's not Jeff, Hermione's date is NOT Jeff, I don't know what was going through my head but it's Rob!
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine, end of story.
Roommate Love
Hermione------>
"Healer Granger?"
"Yes, Natalia?"
"My mummy said she would visit me." The little girl said.
I frowned. I was slowly forgetting why I became a healer. Seeing people die, cry, lie, and everything else was depressing me.
"I'm sure she's coming, Natalia."I said.
"Do you really think so?" Natalia asked, her face brightening up.
Hermione couldn't lie to the girl so she just put on her best fake smile.
"So how am I?" Natalia asked.
"Well, you were outside of the shelter for a long time and it was raining pretty hard,"I began. "But, you'll be fine. If you were a muggle you wouldn't be, but you're a witch, very capable and strong. You can do anything in the world and with a family that wants you."
The girl looked at Hermione with a perplexed look on her face.
"Don't pay attention to my rambling. But, you are capable and strong." I said.
I left the girl so she could get her rest.
"Healer Granger?"
"Yes, Samson?" I asked.
"We have a patient who overloaded on pain killers." Samson said to me.
"What room number?" I asked.
"Well, he's err, gone. Someone has to tell his family." Samson said.
"I have to the family?" I asked.
"Healer Davidson asked me to ask you." Samson said.
"Tell, Healer Davidson to get whatever's stuck up his ass out and to start doing his own job." I said, angrily.
"Really?" Samson asked.
"No, that has to stay between us." I said quickly.
"Tell him I'm busy enough doing my job." I said.
"Yes, ma'am" He said.
I sighed and headed for the lounge to get strong coffee. Tea stopped working for me years ago.
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Ron------>
I got to work at nine in the morning and I finished working at two in the afternoon. I sat in my chair throwing darts at a picture of the Harpies with mustaches since 2:15.
I took a sip of my tea and threw a dart at the keeper right in between her eyes, she sucked.
I could go home and watch the telly.
But that's no fun when you're alone.
"I could go ask Gloria on a date, flirt around for another twenty minutes.
She's not that great and a little too skinny.
I could go see that movie about fast cars
No, I made a promise to Harry, to see it with him
I could go buy tickets for that game in two weeks
Again with Harry
I could do tomorrow's work
Damn! Tomorrow I'm seeing the movie with Harry, I have no work!
My mind couldn't decide on what to do.
"Weasley?"
"Boss?"I respnded.
"Do you know where Cannon went?" McFlour asked.
"Nope." I responded.
"What are you doing?" McFlour asked.
"Working." I said.
"No, you're not." He said to me.
"I'm done." I said.
"Then go home." McFlour said.
"I can't," I responded.
"Why not?" McFlour asked.
"Hermione is at work, so I have nothing better to do." Ron said.
"What no hot date tonight?" McFlour laughed.
Ron looked at his boss strangely. It was weird having your fourty something-year-old boss asking you about 'hot dates'.
"No." I responded.
"Been a while, huh, Weasley." He laughed.
"A week." I responded. "How are the ex-wife and kids?"
He stopped laughing and frowned.
Threaten to fire me, I dare you.
McFlour left, with a scowl.
I threw some floo powder into my fire place. "St. Mungo's."
Everyone there knew who I was. So I just went through the building and into Hermione's office.
"Mione." I said as I gave her a hug from behind.
"Ron?" She asked. "What are you doing here?"
"I can't visit?" I asked.
"Well, technically you can't while I'm working, but no one ever bothers to tell you." She said.
"So, you want me to leave." I said, giving her a little pout.
"Merlin, no!" She said. I'm bored out of my mind. I know it's a good thing when hospitals have slow days because that means their aren't as many sick people but this, this is crazy!"
"How about we ditch this place?" I asked.
"What?" She asked.
"Let's go do something fun." I said.
"I have to work." Hermione said.
"You said you were bored and it was a slow day." I countered.
"But-" Hermione began.
"Let's do something." I said.
"Like what?" She asked.
"We can go see a muggle movie, right?" I asked.
"I don't want to." She said.
"We could go shoe shopping!" I said, surprising myself and Hermione.
"You want to buy shoes?" She asked slowly.
"Yes, yes, I do." I said. "I need new dress shoes for Ministry parties."
"Okay." Hermione said, smiling.
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Hermione----->
"Ron, that shirt would look so good on you!" I said.
"I bet it would it would look good on you too." Ron said.
"What?" I asked.
"It's to girly." He said.
"It is not!" Hermione retorted.
"It's pink, Hermione, pink!" Ron said.
"Guys wear pink!" Hermione said.
"Not me!" I said. "Besides red hair, pink shirt, not good."
"Stop using that as an excuse, lots of red haired people look nice in pink!"I said.
Look, I'm not buying it!" He said.
"Okay, fine, I don't care!" I said.
"Great!" He said.
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"Ron, I just saw the best cauldron EVER!" I said five minutes later.
"I'm going to go buy it, do you want one?" I asked eagerly.
"Right, because I could do so many things with one." He said.
"Well, duh, that's why I'm getting one." I said.
"Hermione, the only this I could do with a cauldron is bathe in it. You seem to have forgotten that I lack potion making skills."
"Why would you bathe in something that small?" I asked.
"Go buy your cauldron," Ron said, shaking his head.
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"Ron, please stop complain, you're giving me a headache." I cried.
"Mione this is boring as hell!" Ron cried. "I want to actually do something!"
"You are, carrying my bags is definitely doing something." I responded.
"Can we please go get a slurpie!" He begged.
"What're you five!" I asked.
"On the inside." He said.
"Ron, you said you wanted to shop." I said, sitting down on the nearest bench.
"Shoe shopping, you're dragging me around the entire Alley to buy clothes, linen, freaking lamps, and Merlin knows what this cloth is used for!" He retorted.
"Do you want to go home?" I asked quietly, trying to hide my disappointment."
"Pick something nice out and I'll buy it for you, then we can go home." Ron said, feeling bad.
I smiled. "I love you, Ronikins."
"Oy! Never call me that again!" He roared.
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"Home at last." Ron sighed.
"Yepp." I said. "Ron you know a couple of days ago we went to Circe's market?"
"Yeah," he said.
"Well, I think you should know that I saw Rob there and he asked me if I wanted to eat dinner with him on Saturday and I said yes." I told Ron.
"Oh," he said. "Okay."
"Great," I said and a bit confused by his reaction.
"Soap opera bashing?" He asked.
"Sure, get the butterbeer and snacks." I said.
"I'm getting it." He said.
I turned on the television and flipped through the channels until I got to Sands ofOur Lives (A/N: Anyone laughing?).
BAM!
"What the hell was that?" I asked, getting up and walking to the kitchen.
"I accidentally blasted the poster in the corner." Ron said.
It was a picture of Ron's favorite broom stick and if I remembered correctly Rob designed the poster for broom advertising. He told me on our date. I put a few things together and came to the conclusion that Ron was against my dating Rob. I let it go for our soap opera bashing day's sake.
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"Oh my god, her boyfriend's like ten years younger than that guy, how can she not tell?" I asked Ron.
"I know and why the hell is Ricardo getting his wife's best friend pregnant. If he wanted to see girls try to kill each other he should go visit Hogwarts." Ron laughed at me.
"I never said anything to Parkinson, she jumped at me, I dodged her, and she got Bulstrode instead of me." I said to Ron.
" Shhhh, Victoria's about to find out that Cory's mom is the killer." Ron said.
We stopped talking for about five minutes to watch the not to suspenseful 'discovering who the murderer is' part of the show.
"Hey, Ron if I ever turn out like Cindy, the crazy doctor freak, kill me." I said.
"Will do." He said. "And if I ever turn into Don, the male soccer mom, kill me."
"I'd be ashamed of myself if I didn't." I said.
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This was sort of a not important chapter. But, it's been a month! School has started, so I have homework and projects and seven hours I have to be at school. Oh by the way, do Ron and Hermione seem too much like a couple? Something else, if anyone is wondering why Hermione's job seems so bad, I can't tell you, yet, I have a plan.
abercrombie 18- Ahh, they'll end up happy in the end.
HP- 4EVER- I love to make people laugh, so Yay!
NeverLoveAnother- I'm glad you think I have the right amount of fluff a lot of people over do it.
EmmyLyn- I liked my Ron and Hermione, they're different than most Ron and Hermione's I think. Oh my god, I love Gilmore Girls, Lorelei is my hero.You're right, it kind of is like mother and daughter always having a response for what the othersays.You're right again, I can't believe I did that, his name is Rob and notJeff. thanks.
Isani- I liked writing the last part where he/she told him/her about his/her faults. and then thei love youlol.
DanCrazed- I must say I enjoyed your reviews. Parents and internet being deprived, I totally understand. I'm glad you like the chapters, the jealousy, the food fights, and the 'funness' lol.