A/N: I'm moving and my computer is going to be in storage for at least a month so I'm going to try and update as much as I can before I move. I'm gonna put what ever I wrote down on paper on fan fiction. So, I don't care if you review or not, I'm still updating. But please keep updating even after august 19th. That's when I'm putting stuff in storage. I'll be checking for reviews on my friend's computer. So.. yea.. here's the 9th chapter.
Chapter 9: Come Home/ Harry's Promise
"Mum already wrote her will?" Ron asked, very confused.
"Yes," Percy answered, "she must of done it a while ago though…."
"How long would I be there if I did go?" Ron asked, starting to get tired of all these questions.
"If I were you…I would pack for about a month…," Percy answered.
"Alright, I'll leave first thing in the morning," Ron promised.
Silence passed between the two.
"I look forward to seeing you again Ronald," Percy said quietly.
"It's Ron… and same here bro," Ron replied playfully.
Ron could've sworn that he heard Percy chuckle.
He hadn't heard that sound in the longest time.
"Well, good bye," Percy said, half-laughing.
"Bye," Ron said, and then they both hung up.
"Who was that Ron?" Hermione asked from Ron's bedroom.
"It was Percy," Ron answered as he entered the room.
"What on earth did he want?" Hermione replied angrily.
"Calm down 'Mione," Ron said, gesturing Hermione to take a chill pill, "him and the family want m-," Ron paused for a second, for Percy had said nothing about bringing Hermione.
"I mean us... to go down to the burrow for a few weeks to discuss mum's will and funeral arrangements."
"Oh…," Hermione said, feeling stupid for a moment.
"Yeah, well, let's make some plans of our own, for the wedding," Ron suggested.
"Now? But we've got so much going on right now," Hermione stated, "between your mother, and what just happened to Cecily, I don't think that I can handle any more misfortune."
"How is our wedding going to be a misfortune?" Ron asked, sounding offended.
"I didn't mean it that way," Hermione said, "it just that we have a lot going on ri -."
"No need to explain, I understand," Ron said, "but still, it doesn't have to be tomorrow or something, let's just plan."
"I guess it wouldn't exactly hurt anything," Hermione replied, grinning.
So they began their wedding plans. For example, Hermione decided to have white roses instead of red ones, and Ron knew of this really exquisite wedding chapel in muggle London.
Hermione fell asleep after an hour and a half of planning.
Ron just got done scribbling in Hermione's little notebook when Hedwig pecked him on the back of his head.
"Ouch!" Ron shouted, but not loud enough to wake Hermione.
Strapped onto the owl's leg was a letter from Harry.
It read:
Dear Ron,
Cecily's asleep so I decided to write this letter now rather then later. I'm thinking about proposing to Cecily. I'm afraid I'll loose her before I get the chance to prove to her how much I love her. Do you think that I should propose? I need your opinion on this…
Harry
Ron took out a new piece of parchment and began to write Harry back.
Dear Harry,
I definitely think that you should propose to Cil'. I mean, I would if I were you. By the way, I'm going to The Burrow tomorrow. I'll write you when I get there so we can continue this conversation tomorrow. So goodnight mate!
Ron
Ron tied the letter onto the snowy-white owl's leg. He watched Hedwig as she flew into the pitch black sky until she faded out of site.
Ron took a look to his right and saw that the clock said that it was 11:30.
Ron yawned, lay on the bed, got under the covers, and then reached to turn off the light.
