This chapter is for Natsushi and ginnyandharryluvr for all the ideas they gave me! Enjoy this one, it's all thanks to you that it exists!
What If…Ron never returned?
It's been a month since Ron left, and today it finally happened. Although we had prepared ourselves for the moment, neither Harry nor I believed it would actually occur.
"And now we will list those unfortunate souls, the ones who have died since our last report…"
The names blurred together; I honestly couldn't tell you any of them. And then…
"…Ron Weasley, murdered by unknown Death Eaters…"
No. Oh no no no no…
This can't be happening. And suddenly, it isn't…
…I am eleven years old, bushy-haired and naïve, pushing open the door of Ron's compartment on the Hogwarts Express.
"Has anyone seen a toad?"
His eyes were so blue, albeit narrowed in annoyance at me, and even as I looked at his shabby appearance in disdain, I could feel myself falling for him. There was nothing that I wanted more than to be with Ron Weasley, ever since that first moment on the train.
"Turn this stupid, fat rat yellow!"
Ron…all the memories that we shared, all the experiences we lived through…together…
…now I am in third year, and I have just punched that idiotic git, Malfoy…
"Not good, brilliant…"
He complimented me…he thought I was brilliant…we were meant to live the rest of our lives together, the perfect couple, brilliant together…someday we would have children, together…
…Ron and I are sitting in the common room, and I see at once that this is not another scene of blissful happiness…
"Just because you have the emotional range of a teaspoon…"
Why was I always emphasizing his mistakes, pointing out his flaws? I loved him for who he was, including the flawed parts. If we only had a few more minutes in each other's arms, I could have apologized for all the times I called him emotionless, or senseless, or insensitive…
…I have come to sixth year, looking at my Ron snogging Lavender Brown…but all along he wanted me…
…Ron's hand is held limply in mine; he is unconscious, having just mistakenly been served poisoned mead…on his birthday…
"Her…my…nee…"
…We are at Bill and Fleur's wedding, a ray of sunshine in the dark times, and we are all looking so happy…Ron is glaring angrily at Viktor…why had I even hinted at more than friendship between us? It was him I wanted, always Ron…I chose red hair over black…
Suddenly, I feel the strangest sense, like Ron is next to me, reliving the recollections alongside me. I turn my head, and…he is.
Violently red hair, crystal-blue eyes, freckled face…
With no hesitation, I grab his arms and pull him closer, pressing my lips onto his. We stay locked in each other for a long time, and when we break apart, he says,
"Hey, Hermione."
"Did it…did it hurt?" I do not elaborate, but I know he can tell what I'm talking of.
"Not at all…you could do it right now, without any troubles…"
There is nothing I ever wanted more than to be with Ron forever. I let my life leave my body, feeling an oddly unsettling sensation, knowing that my heart beats no longer.
Finally, I can be with Ron, together.
Forever.
Love forever, Jemi
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