The Magic of Ordinary Days
Chapter 4
Rain, Reality and a Guitar
Author's Note: Okay! I'm sorry times a million! I know I haven't updated in forever but I'm here now! So sorry… so with out further delay… read on!
Love is that one guy that makes you feel like you're in heaven. Love is when your reality is better than your dreams. Love hurts. Love is a being in itself. It speaks, though, very softly from the heart. Listen carefully for there is a message to be heard through the soft voice of love. Love is that special connection felt between you and that guy who makes reality more astounding than even your most amazing dreams. Love is crying about that guy when he leaves you. Love is the warmth that overcomes your body when that guy hugs you. Love is your heart melting when you lay your eyes onto his soft face. Love is the only thing that can speed up the beating of your heart while at that exact moment slow the very sands of time. Love is seemingly evil though it is really speaking to you, helping you to understand the answer to the biggest question, why... why can't we figure this whole thing out… right?
Hermione opened her eyes slightly to the sound of birds chirping, not quite remembering what happened the night before. Until she suddenly got hot and realized she was still wearing jeans and Ron's hoodie. Mmmm Ron, I really hope he's okay form last night…I should go and check on him.
Hermione wondered down the hallway and into the guest room. To her surprise Ron was nowhere to been seen. He must have gotten up already. Hermione thought as she headed down the stairs.
Ron had his back to her as he poured steaming hot coffee. He was very proud of himself that he had remembered how to work the muggle coffee pot. Ron was still embarrassed from what happen the night before but in this case, there was nothing he could do to forget… or make her forget. He just hoped she didn't think of him as a wuss now, just because he couldn't stomach the Ferris wheel. But we're just going to have to get past that…
"Today," Hermione said as she sipped her coffee, "I was thinking of going to the beach, I mean if you want to, and are feeling up to it."
"Yeah," Ron replied, "I think that would be a great idea."
"Good, then I'll pack us a lunch, and what do you say we head out around noon?"
"Okay, but 'Mione, how do you expect us to get there? I mean we can't apperate, and I don't think it would be a good idea to fly or anything."
"Oh Ron, don't worry, I've already thought of that. You know this summer my parents, being muggles and all, wanted me to be able to drive, so they made me take a five day class, and now I have my drivers license."
Ron choked slightly on his hot coffee, "You mean drive as in a car?"
"Yes, besides, what else would you expect me to drive?"
"Umm…Ummm I dunno, I guess."
"Well don't worry about it. Well it's already eleven o'clock, and if we are going to leave by noon we better get going then. I'll make the lunch, and Ron it would be so helpful if you could go into the basement and bring up a blanket from the big closet, that way we have something to sit on."
"Yeah sure no problem." Ron said as he got up from the table, rinsed his coffee cup in the sink, and headed downstairs.
Hermione rinsed her cup as well, and packed a lunch for her and Ron. She decided to cram as much food as she possibly could into her mother's cute little picnic basket. Hermione filled it with all of her favorite sandwiches and treats muggle and wizard alike.
Meanwhile, as Ron was in the Granger's basement looking for the blanket Hermione had specified, he came across something that made his eyes light up. Ron found the blanket with ease, but underneath it was an old tattered black case, and right away, he knew exactly what that case was. He pulled the case from out of the closet, and dusted it off. It was a guitar case. Wow this is wicked.
Ron had never told Harry or Hermione about this new little hobby of his. He picked it up after fifth year. Mr. Weasley, who was always bringing home muggle items from work, had never gotten a chance to play around with the acoustic guitar. Therefore, he gave it to Ron hoping he would start to love muggle artifacts like his father, and to the surprise of Mr. Weasley, Ron did. He was far from interested in all muggle things like his father, but the guitar; that was something Ron loved, something Ron was actually good at. He took it up naturally learning the art of the instrument, and to much surprise to himself and his family, Ron was actually very good. By now he had begun playing songs by ear, and sometimes he would even sing along with them.
Ron could play guitar and sing, and now he had something he was good at just like his friends. Harry was famous and always had the knack of being at the right place at the right time, and Hermione, she of course had her books. She was the cleverest which of their age by far. And now although no one know it yet, Ron had finally found his talent too.
Ron opened the rusty clasps of the case, and was surprised at what he saw inside. It was an acoustic guitar. The guitar was defiantly used. It was probably Mr. Granger's from like the 70's. This could be really useful. I mean I know it is only the second day that I have been here, but I've known I liked Hermione since second year. This could be the perfect opportunity to tell her… if she does like me… oh I hope she does… this would be perfect. The sun setting on the beach… perfect. But then again what if she doesn't feel the same way and I make the biggest fool of myself… But Ron never got a chance to think about all the fine details because he suddenly heard Hermione's voice coming down the basement steps.
"Ron, did you find the blanket?" Her voice rang throughout the Granger's home.
"Yeah I've got it! I'm coming!" Ron yelled back with joy. He shut the guitar case with a quick snap, and hauled it and the blanket up the stairs.
"I'm changing Ron, so if you could put the blanket and the picnic basket in the back of the car that'd be great."
"Alright," Ron said. Actually for Ron, this was good. He could put the guitar in the car, that way it would be a surprise for Hermione.
Hermione was in her room changing. What bathing suit to ware? Hermione thought as she looked through her drawer of numerous bathing suits. I want to look good, but not slutty. She finally decided on a pink and brown bikini, but not a skimpy one, a nice one that she thought made her look cute and sexy.
By the time she got back down into the kitchen she saw Ron sitting at the kitchen table already changed. He was wearing his same emerald t-shirt but he changed into white swimming trunks with the same color emerald Hawaiian flowers down the sides.
"So what Hermione," Ron said with that grin Hermione loved, "Are we going to the Academy Awards, or the beach?"
"Ron!" Hermione glared back playfully hitting him as she strolled past.
The two teenagers made their way through the house and into the garage. She could tell Ron was nervous about driving in the car, but he got in with only a little hesitation. His last experience with a car had not been so good, so she tried to make it more fun by putting down the top of the Granger's Jeep, and turning up some music.
Hermione and Ron laughed and chatted all the way to the beach, and the discomfited events of the morning had been put behind them. Now all that was in their view was the warm June air, and the wind in their hair.
They arrived at the beach in good time, even finding a parking spot not far from the sand. Ron and Hermione got out of the Jeep and the both of them went around the back to get the lunch basket and blanket. They smiled at each other shyly as there hands brushed for a second when they both reached for the picnic basket. Hermione and Ron headed down towards the water to find a spot to set up.
"Does this look like a good spot?" Hermione asked Ron.
"Umm yeah sure it looks fine to me I guess. But then again I wouldn't be the best judge seeing as I've never been to a muggle beach before." Ron replied.
Hermione and Ron laid the red fleece blanket out for the both of them to sit on.
"I'm starved," Ron said as he pulled the picnic basket towards him, "so what'd you pack for us anyway?"
"Well I packed all sorts of different sandwiches, cookies, potato chips, and some different treats I thought you might like." Hermione said blushing.
"Hermione thanks a lot," Ron said with a sparkle in his eye, "this is all great. So what do you want?"
And that's how the day started, nothing out of the ordinary. After lunch, Hermione took out Hogwarts, A History: Volume 2 and began drowning herself in the book as she normally would, and as the day went on and got hotter, she even got the courage to strip down into just her bathing suit. Ron on the other hand laid out in the sun for most of the afternoon, with headphones attached to his ears.
By 2:30 in the afternoon, Ron stood up from the blanket, and stretched in the warm air.
"Hey 'Mione, I'm going to check out the water."
"Alright," Hermione said glancing up for the first time since lunch that day. She didn't even notice that Ron had taken his shirt off until now. Quidditch had really done his body good. He had some noticeable muscles, and very defined abs.
She watched Ron jog off towards the water, and got back into reading her book. But then suddenly without her even being able to register what had happened, Hermione felt herself being swept off the blanket.
"Ronald Weasley," Hermione screamed with delight, "you put me down this instant! And if you even think about putting me into that water…"
But it was too late; Ron was too strong and too fast for her. And before she knew it, she hit the ice-cold water with a splash.
"Ahhh! Bloody hell Ron! This w-water is f-freezing!"
"I know, isn't it great?" Ron said laughing. He splashed her playfully.
"Oh no Ron, you're not going to get away with this!" Hermione shrieked, and with that she flung her petite self on to Ron trying to push him under.
Again Ron was too fast and too strong for her. He picked her up right away, and through her again into the water. They went on splashing each other like they were little kids again. And that's a good thing. When you can forget everything wrong that is happening around you, and just enjoy yourself.
Hermione was the first to leave the water, sprinting back to the warm blanket. Ron of course chased after her, and they both landed on the blanket with a flop, with high spirits and laughter all the way. They both had to stop and catch their breath as they lay there on the blanket in complete and utter silence. The sound of each other's breathing was the only sound that could be heard by the two.
The piercing crash of thunder cracking woke both Ron and Hermione from their daze. They weren't sure how long they had been lying there, but the sky was dark. Before they knew it, rain had begun pouring out of the gray clouds hitting their cheeks. Without even thinking they both jumped up and ran towards the Jeep. Ron grabbed the empty picnic basket, and the blanket. Hermione jumped into the driver's seat and began putting the roof on before the jeep got soaked as well, while Ron ran to the back to put the blanket and basket back. He then noticed the guitar, which he forgot all about. Quickly, he grabbed from its case, and got into the passenger side of the car.
"Wow, that was crazy, look at the sky isn't it all amazing!" Hermione said with a rush. "I mean one minute we were in the water, then on the blanket, and now it's pouring! And Ron, is that my father's old guitar?"
Ron totally ignoring the majority of her question and just replied with, "Uh Huh."
He looked into the distance, the rain was beginning to lighten up now, and the clouds were beginning to part. Ron guessed it was about six or seven o'clock because the sky was a beautiful swirl of red and pink and orange and yellow. The sun was setting, and they could hear the soft pattering of the raindrops lightly hitting the roof. They had the most perfect view of the sun setting on the beach; it was gorgeous.
It's now or never, it's the perfect time. Ron thought. Just do it, go for it, I mean the worst that could happen is she doesn't feel the same way…but then I mean at least I could go to sleep knowing I tried. And if she doesn't, at least I'll know, and whatever happens, at least I'll know I tried everything.
Hermione and Ron were sitting in complete silence, something they had been doing a lot lately, something that up until recently, was not natural for them. Soaking wet, they were just sitting there at the beach in the Granger's jeep in their bathing suits.
Hermione broke the silence by saying, "Well I guess we better get going then…" and reaching to start the car.
"'Mione, wait a minute." Ron said as he gently stopped her by putting his hand on her arm. "Amazing."
"Amazing? Ron what do you mean?"
"Amazing," Ron said again like he was in some kind of daze, "Everything."
"Ron look at me, you're not making any sense. Is it from getting wet? Are you cold, or getting the chills? Ron!" Hermione said, worried now.
"Just like you said. It's all amazing, the sky, the beach," Ron said as he turned to face her, "and especially you. Hermione, you are the most amazing girl I have ever met."
At all of this Hermione didn't know what to say, to do, to think. What was all of this, and why did Ron have that guitar? Did he even know how to play the guitar? She started to speak, not knowing what words might actually come out of her mouth, but before she even began, Ron put his finger to her lips indicating her not to say a word, just listen, and listen she did.
Ron swallowed and began what would be one of the most unforgettable moments of their lives. What he had planned forever since he began playing the guitar. His fingers shaky, he began playing the chords what he felt, everything that he had been thinking ever since the day he knew, that day in second year, he just went with it, letting everything all out.
I won't talk
I won't breathe
I won't move till you finally see
that you belong with me
you might think
I don't look
but deep inside in the corner of my mind
I'm attached to you
mmmm
I'm weak
it's true
cause I'm afraid to know the answer
do you want me too?
cause my heart keeps falling faster
I've waited all my life to cross this line
to the only thing that's true
so I will not hide
it's time to try anything to be with you
all my life I've waited
this is true
you don't know
what you do
every time you walk into the room
I'm afraid to move
I'm weak
it's true
I'm just scared to know the ending
do you see me too?
do you even know you meant me!
I've waited all my life to cross this line
to the only thing that's true
so I will not hide
its time to try anything to be with you
all my life I've waited
this is true
I know when I go
I'll be on my way to you
the way that's true
I've waited all my life to cross this line
to the only thing that's true
so I will not hide
its time to try anything to be with you
all my life I've waited
this is true...
Ron looked at Hermione with those pleading, big, blue eyes. He was breathing heavily. Waiting for something, any kind of reaction. But they just sat there, soaked to the bone from the rain in their bathing suits. Their eyes locked, and it was silent except Ron's heavy breathing.
He was getting worried now; it had been about a minute, probably the longest minute in their entire lives. Nothing, not even all the adventures they had gone on had measured up to this. The tension in the air could be cut with a knife. They just sat there in utter silence. It started raining again. And it was odd, the way it just seemed to stop when Ron sang. Like Mother Nature knew to stop the rain for just that moment. Or maybe, it didn't stop. Maybe the two of them were just so wrapped up in their selves, in their moment, it didn't matter. Death Eaters could have surrounded the Jeep, and neither of them would have noticed.
After what seemed like eternity, Hermione finally broke the silence with only two words, "Oh Ron…"
Author's Note: So what did you think, how was it? Short I know, A little bit of a cliffhanger, lots of fluff, but we'll just have to see! I really hoped you enjoyed this.becauseIkind of had ahard time writing it... But let me know what you want to happen causeI'm so stuck on where I want to gowith this!Please keep the reviews coming! I love hearing from all of you! XOXO
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