WHAT DREAMS MAY COME

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CHAPTER 3 – THE WEASLEY JUMPER

"Ron?" Harry called out.

"I'm here," Ron voiced. A while ago he was thinking just staying in his room to cool off, but then decided against it knowing that anyone can bulge in any second. He then went to the sitting room in the first floor landing and decided that it is the right spot to soak. He's neither angry nor mad. He just needs to think.

"What are you doing here?" Harry asked. He looked around the interior of the sitting room and then positioned himself across from Ron. The room like the rest of the Burrow isn't as shabby like Hogwarts common room. The furniture's are second-hand, there's a big couch in the middle with a coffee table in front of it. At the side where Ron and Harry are located, two chairs opposite each other with a table in the middle was always a witness to those long nights of chess games in the Burrow.

"Want to play chess?" Ron asked. Before Harry can even voiced out his answer. Ron already had the chess set ready in front of him.

"Do I have a choice?" Harry questioned. A grin swept Ron's face and the game began.

A few minutes of silence had passed. Ron is pretty much expecting Harry to share his sentiments regarding the fight with Hermione. He wasn't here just to play chess he thought. But still Harry is concentrating in the game without giving Ron a look that says what-happened-awhile-ago?

"Aren't you going to say something?" Ron interjected.

"Are you up for it?" Harry reasoned. They are looking at each other waiting for the other to say something.

"Ron, you and Hermione bicker all the time. It's not something new. I'm used to it" Harry responded. Ron in return looked at his chess set, seemingly planning for the next move.

"I'm guess, I'm just really torn between staying and going," Ron implied. "I don't know, a lot of things are running in my mind nowadays, and I can't think directly anymore" he added it as a mumble. Ron and Harry had been best friends for a very long time and yet it seems always awkward to talk about there feelings about anything. It's a boy thing Ron thought.

"Remember Dumbledore's end of the term speech in our fourth year?" Harry questioned.

"No, why?" Ron asked. He was looking at Harry with a questioning look all over his face. Suddenly playing chess wasn't that important anymore. He was waiting for Harry to recall what had Dumbledore had said during there fourth year.

"When a decision comes our way, we have to make a choice not because it's easy but because it's right" Harry advised. Ron looked at his best mate for a while become looking at his chess set again. That confuses him even more and yet it makes sense.

After that statement, silence filled the room once again. Even the game of wizard's chess continued all through out the afternoon. Conversations about quidditch and the latest news in the Daily Prophet had taken up Ron and Harry's time, the awkward situation a while ago completely forgotten. But deep inside Ron knows that Harry's advice helped him a lot. It helps him to have a kind of basis when making a decision. Ron is known to act on impulse, everybody knows that and yet that statement struck him. He knows what to do now. The only problem is, how to tell Hermione?


Dinnertime is a depressing affair compared to lunchtime. Misery had filled the air once again. Everyone is quiet while eating dinner except for Mr. and Mrs.Weasley's usual conversation regarding the improvements on the Ministry. Harry and Ginny seemed to have there own worlds as well, talking occasionally about quidditch and anything which Ron wouldn't dare listen to. Hermione is across the table from him eating quietly answering only when ask by Mr.Weasley about what she thinks about the latest development on the Wizarding World. Ron looks at her intermittently waiting that somehow his glance will meet hers. That afternoon after all of the visitors left the Burrow, Hermione and Ginny had been instructed by Mrs.Weasley to prune the flowers and the plants along the courtyard. Ron was planning to talk to her before dinner but can't seem to find the courage to do so. He feels ashamed of himself having been a git to her in front of everybody. But ever since dinner started he can't stop himself from looking at her hoping that he'll catch her gaze to know what she feels about him. Being best friends with her for seven years had taught Ron many things. Like she can communicate anger in a flick of an eye.

That's weird, Hermione thought. The unusual reflex of her eyes had been keeping track of Ron's glances from across the table ever since dinner started. I thought he's angry; Harry might have an effect on him then. Usually when we fight we just have to separate for a while, to cool off our steams but this seems like a weird case.

"Hermione, Molly said a while ago that you wanted to tell me something about your parents" Mr.Weasley asserted. Hermione looked at Ron from across the table, finally there eyes met.

"Oh yeah! I'll be heading to Australia the day after tomorrow Mr.Weasley, just wanted to thank you and your family for everything" Hermione answered. She looked at Ron again, but this time he was looking at his half eaten food.

"It's nothing dear, you're always welcome to stay," Mrs.Weasley stated "You're as much as a daughter as Ginny is to us" she then added quickly. Hermione looked at Mrs.Weasley and gave her a meaningful smile.

"Do you need help on anything? muggle money? A car?" Mr.Weasley insisted.

Hermione gave him and smile, shook her head and objected "Oh nothing Mr.Weasley. I have it all planned out"

After that brief conversation Hermione realized that she is meeting Ron's eyes more and more now. Ron kept on giving these meaningful stares, intense and yet unknowing. Hermione kept on doing the same, she was hoping to resolve this strive between them before she heads to Australia.


When dinner ended that night, Hermione as well as Ron headed towards their respective bedroom living Mr. and Mrs. Weasley down in the dining area, still discussing the latest escapades of the Ministry. Ron was hoping to pull Hermione outside to talk about his decision concerning Australia. But he didn't actually had a chance because Ginny was tugging her along. His sister appears to have unprecedented news because both girls didn't even bade Ron and Harry goodnight.

"Ron, stop pacing and go down there already" Harry snapped. He was sitting at his bed reading the book 'Twelve fail-safe ways to charm witches' that Ron had given him last year. But his best friend's pacing distracted him.

"I dunno Harry," Ron objected. "I don't know what to say to her," he then added.

"Let me make this clear, you are sure a while ago that you're going to talk to her after dinner. Unfortunately Ginny had to tell her something, and then now you seem to have forgotten everything that you're meaning to tell her?" Harry recalled without even stopping.

"Fine! Fine I'm going!" Ron decided. He left his best mate on the room, now completely engrave to what he's reading.

As he was ascending the stairs towards Ginny's room he heard something moving in Fred and George's room, which is not far from Ginny's. These movements made him move quickly towards the source of the sound. The door is slightly ajar, allowing possibility to look without being notice. As he was about to take a glance to the mysterious movement inside the room. The door at the far end opened revealing Hermione.

"Ron?" She whispered. Ron hushed her before she can utter another word.

"What are doing in there?" Hermione persisted. A single hushed is not enough to quiet her down.

She approached Ron's form outside the twins' bedroom. Hermione positioned herself to his right looking inside, curious to what Ron is looking at. When Ron pushed the door slightly to see who is making the noise inside, the view startled her.

Mrs.Weasley is sitting on Fred's bed trying to control the sob that is emanating. She was hugging a Weasley jumper, which Hermione guessed belonged to Fred. She was just sitting there crying her hearts out, completely devastated. When she couldn't control the weeping any longer, a sound escaped her mouth making Hermione's eyes watery as well. Mrs.Weasley is a strong woman, but being strong all day for her children and husband is tiring. As tears stream into her eyes, she decided that she couldn't take it any longer. Hermione straighten her posture, backing away from the door in the process. She looked at Ron still perch on his spot looking at his mother.

"Ron," Hermione whispered. After she had uttered the word, Ron also straightens himself up. He was just standing there looking at the floorboard, still thinking about what to do with his mum.

"You alright?" Hermione asked but still whispering. As a response, Ron shook his head.

"Let's go outside" Hermione decided. She grabbed Ron's right hand and pulled him towards the stairs.


"I want to talk to you about Australia," Ron declared once they're seated on the bench just outside the backdoor.

Hermione was quite surprised with that statement because she was hoping to talk to Ron about Mrs. Weasley. But she knows Ron better than anyone. If he doesn't want to talk about it, don't push him too because you wouldn't like the result at all. After that statement, what they saw upstairs was all gone.

"Are you still a git?" Hermione questioned. She wanted to talk to Ron about Australia herself, she is just waiting for him to bring it up. Lucky for her, she didn't have to wait long enough. He was pushing the topic himself.

"Not that I know of," Ron relayed looking at Hermione beside him.

"Ron, listen to me. I don't want to go off knowing that something is not right between us," she stopped for a while before continuing "But we also have priorities. And right now it is our families"

"Just don't take too long," Ron said with an evident sadness on his blue eyes.

"What?" Hermione said surprised. She was not expecting Ron to say that. She was completely sure a while ago that this talk would take more pleading and explanations.

"Enjoy your time with your parents, Hermione" he muttered. "You're right, our families need us right now"

After seeing Mrs. Weasley in that kind of condition, his decision of staying affirmed that what he's doing is the right thing, not the easy way out. He may not see Hermione for a very long while, but he kept on thinking and hoping that they have years for that.

"Oh Ron! Thank you! Thank you for understanding" Hermione squealed. She threw herself to Ron's body beside her and hugged him with all her might.

"You owe me hundreds of kiss though," Ron indicated behind Hermione's long bushy brown locks. Hermione released him and laughed her hearts out.

"Hundreds only? I can give you thousands for doing that," she giggled.

She looked at Ron with the widest grin she can muster. He really did mature after all this years. He's still a git at times, but he is mature to make wise decisions for himself now.

"Why are looking at me like that," Ron said completely confuse of the look that Hermione is giving him.

"I'm just amazed, the twelve fail-safe ways to charm witches really does work" Hermione declared, "It worked for me" she chuckled.

"I don't know what you're talking about" Ron said denying the allegation. He turned his face away from Hermione, his cheeks turning red because of embarrassment.

"Ron, you'll never get over being a git unless--" Hermione started.

"Stop!" Ron interjected immediately.

"Let's see, Chapter 4 Compliments" Hermione chuckled, completely enjoying teasing Ron.

"That's not true, well I can get over being a git if I want to" Ron objected. Hermione is still laughing next to him reaching for his arm for support. Ron looked at her annoyed.

When she finally recovered she said "It's alright Ron, I think that makes you even more special. An emotional range of a teaspoon and yet with a big heart" She looked at Ron, smiled at him and reached for his hands. After Hermione said that, Ron looked at his chest expecting something to bulge. Hermione slapped him on the arm, entertained with his antics.

"Well, if you're planning to give me thousands of kisses, I think you should start now" Ron implied. Hermione giggled and closed her eyes as Ron reached for her. She felt both of his warm hands caressing her cheeks as he kissed her passionately.

Ron really does know how to handle girls, no wonder Lavender is devastated, Hermione thought. For a boy who grew up with 5 brothers, it's a mystery how he grew up to be like this.


TO BE CONTINUED…

Alright guys!! REVIEWS!!! I hope you understand why Ron is not going with Hermione to Australia. I just dont think it would be right to do so. Anyway, I have a plot for that one so no worries...(hahaha!) NEXT CHAPTER, i think it would the dreaded FUNERAL... :)) I will find someone to collaborate with me while writing this. I dunno, I hope I can find one. If someone wants to write the funeral part along side me, feel free to send me a message... :)) Well, this will be a busy week as well as the next (exams), but I promise to update:)) REVIEWS!! thanks.. :))