This Isn't Real
A/N ok, I've updated FINALLY. This might be the last chapter 4 a while..read my profile thingy, it'll say why. PLZ READ AND REVIEW!
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"Ron, there you are!" Elena said. "Come over here and see you baby!" Ron slowly walked over, and she held the baby out for him to hold. It looked exactly like him, with the red hair, red eyes, even the nose. How could this be possible, though? They never did anything for a LONG time! Elena, though, was looking very nervously at Ron.
"It's a girl," she said. "What should we name her?"
"I-I'm not sure," Ron said, trying not to look surprised.
"How about Anelle Nora Weasley?" Elena suggested. (A/N you say Anelle like Uh-nell..why'd I say that? I dunno.)
"Ok," Ron.
"How about we let Elena rest," the doctor said, and after everyone congradulated Ron, they left.
"Anelle looks just like you, doesn't she?" Elena said. Ron nodded; he didn't know what to say. It wasn't suppose to be this way. His life was all mixed up. . . . . . .
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"I knew it," Hermione said quietly, only Ginny hearing it.
"Knew what, exactly?" Ginny asked, watching Hermione pace around the waiting room.
"That she wasn't cheating," she replied.
"That who wasn't cheating?" Ginny asked. "Hermione, you need to word things better next time." Hermione sighed.
"Ron told me that he thought Elena was cheating on him and that it wasn't his baby. I thought he was crazy, and didn't believe him. Now that the baby is born, I know I'm write. Unless Elena cheated with someone else with red hair and blue eyes, I'm sure Ron IS the father," Hermione said very fastly.
"How sure?" Ginny asked.
"Very, very sure," Hermione replied, sitting down. "And I screwed things up."
"You didn't screw anything up!" Ginny remarked, very surprised that Hermione would say something like that when it wasn't true.
"I screwed Ron's life up," Hermione said.
"You know that's not true," Ginny said comfortly.
"Yes, it is," Hermione said, and she got up. "I'm going home, tell Harry if he asks, if you can." And with that, she apparated home. As she entered the door, she looked around the room and sighed. Everything she dreamt of as a child came true. She was pretty wealthy with a famous husband, she had a beautiful house, and everyone knew her, but she wasn't the least bit happy. The only thing, and the best thing, missing, was the husband of her dreams. Someone who loved her for herself, and also who she loved back. Someone she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. Hermione knew who that was, and it wasn't Harry, but Ron. She married the wrong guy for the wrong reasons. As Hermione almost sat on the couch, she was interrupted by the ringing of the doorbell. She sighed and went to open it.
"Hey, Hermione," it was Ron.
"Ron!" Hermione said, surprised. "Shouldn't you be down at the hospital with Elena and Anelle?"
"I don't have to be, why do you say?" Ron asked, smiling.
"Well, I mean, your wife just had your kid, and--" Hermione started, but Ron interrupted with a laugh.
"She may be my wife, but that can't be my kid," he said.
"Did you by any chance look at her? Anelle, I mean? She looks exactly like you!" Hermione said.
"I look like a girl baby?" Ron joked. "I never knew.."
"This isn't a time to joke, Ron!" Hemione said. Just then, there was a big, rumbling sound. At first, Hermione thought it was thunder, but it never ended.
"What the hell?" Ron said, walking onto the grass and looking around the street. Hermione followed him.
"What is that?" she asked him.
"I don't know. Probably a long thunder noise. We better get in before it starts raining on us," Ron said, and Hermione nodded while pulling him inside.
"We still need to tell them," Hermione said suddenly.
"Tell who about what?" Ron asked.
"Tell Harry and Elena about us, dummy!" Hermione said, smiling. Ron looked grave.
"Oh," was all he said.
"What's wrong?" Hermione asked him after a long silence.
"Nothing," he replied. Hermione sighed, and got up to sit next to him. She looked at him with a please-tell-me look, and he gave in. "The whole Anelle being my kid thing keeps poping into my head, and I don't know what to do."
"What do you *want* to do?" Hermione asked him. "Do you want to stay with Elena and Anelle, or do you want to get a divorce from her?"
"All I know is that I want to be with you," Ron said, smiling a tiny bit, and leaned in to kiss Hermione in a very passionate way. Just then, the door opened and Harry came in. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
(A/N I went crazy with the . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ( there I go again, lol)
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Elena was still holding Anelle and thinking about her life. Everyone thinks it's Ron's baby, even he does (or so she thought). A happy ending is what she wanted, but isn't going to get. There were so many secrets she had to tell everyone. When Ron left her room ("I have to tell some people about the baby," he said), Elena could see guilt in Ron's eyes, and she knows she has to tell him about the guy in the bar. The guy who Ron knows very, very well...
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"THIS ISN'T WORKING," a girl screamed at the top of her lungs. Just then, a guy came in, and looked at her funnily. "What?" He shook his head, and sat down on the couch across from the girl.
"Well?" she asked him.
"What?" he replied, but suddenly got the picture. "Oh, that. I got it in his drink, if that's what you wanted to know."
"Yes, it is, and good. I really hope it works this time," the girl said. "Did you see Anelle?" the guy nodded.
"I have to get going, I'll talk to you later," he said, and left.
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A/N ok, sorry for not updating sooner!! I hope you liked this chapter. I think it's going to be longer than 14 chapters..then again, it might not be. Well, PLZZZZ REVIEW!! Thanks 4 reviewing to every1 who has!!
A/N ok, I've updated FINALLY. This might be the last chapter 4 a while..read my profile thingy, it'll say why. PLZ READ AND REVIEW!
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"Ron, there you are!" Elena said. "Come over here and see you baby!" Ron slowly walked over, and she held the baby out for him to hold. It looked exactly like him, with the red hair, red eyes, even the nose. How could this be possible, though? They never did anything for a LONG time! Elena, though, was looking very nervously at Ron.
"It's a girl," she said. "What should we name her?"
"I-I'm not sure," Ron said, trying not to look surprised.
"How about Anelle Nora Weasley?" Elena suggested. (A/N you say Anelle like Uh-nell..why'd I say that? I dunno.)
"Ok," Ron.
"How about we let Elena rest," the doctor said, and after everyone congradulated Ron, they left.
"Anelle looks just like you, doesn't she?" Elena said. Ron nodded; he didn't know what to say. It wasn't suppose to be this way. His life was all mixed up. . . . . . .
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"I knew it," Hermione said quietly, only Ginny hearing it.
"Knew what, exactly?" Ginny asked, watching Hermione pace around the waiting room.
"That she wasn't cheating," she replied.
"That who wasn't cheating?" Ginny asked. "Hermione, you need to word things better next time." Hermione sighed.
"Ron told me that he thought Elena was cheating on him and that it wasn't his baby. I thought he was crazy, and didn't believe him. Now that the baby is born, I know I'm write. Unless Elena cheated with someone else with red hair and blue eyes, I'm sure Ron IS the father," Hermione said very fastly.
"How sure?" Ginny asked.
"Very, very sure," Hermione replied, sitting down. "And I screwed things up."
"You didn't screw anything up!" Ginny remarked, very surprised that Hermione would say something like that when it wasn't true.
"I screwed Ron's life up," Hermione said.
"You know that's not true," Ginny said comfortly.
"Yes, it is," Hermione said, and she got up. "I'm going home, tell Harry if he asks, if you can." And with that, she apparated home. As she entered the door, she looked around the room and sighed. Everything she dreamt of as a child came true. She was pretty wealthy with a famous husband, she had a beautiful house, and everyone knew her, but she wasn't the least bit happy. The only thing, and the best thing, missing, was the husband of her dreams. Someone who loved her for herself, and also who she loved back. Someone she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. Hermione knew who that was, and it wasn't Harry, but Ron. She married the wrong guy for the wrong reasons. As Hermione almost sat on the couch, she was interrupted by the ringing of the doorbell. She sighed and went to open it.
"Hey, Hermione," it was Ron.
"Ron!" Hermione said, surprised. "Shouldn't you be down at the hospital with Elena and Anelle?"
"I don't have to be, why do you say?" Ron asked, smiling.
"Well, I mean, your wife just had your kid, and--" Hermione started, but Ron interrupted with a laugh.
"She may be my wife, but that can't be my kid," he said.
"Did you by any chance look at her? Anelle, I mean? She looks exactly like you!" Hermione said.
"I look like a girl baby?" Ron joked. "I never knew.."
"This isn't a time to joke, Ron!" Hemione said. Just then, there was a big, rumbling sound. At first, Hermione thought it was thunder, but it never ended.
"What the hell?" Ron said, walking onto the grass and looking around the street. Hermione followed him.
"What is that?" she asked him.
"I don't know. Probably a long thunder noise. We better get in before it starts raining on us," Ron said, and Hermione nodded while pulling him inside.
"We still need to tell them," Hermione said suddenly.
"Tell who about what?" Ron asked.
"Tell Harry and Elena about us, dummy!" Hermione said, smiling. Ron looked grave.
"Oh," was all he said.
"What's wrong?" Hermione asked him after a long silence.
"Nothing," he replied. Hermione sighed, and got up to sit next to him. She looked at him with a please-tell-me look, and he gave in. "The whole Anelle being my kid thing keeps poping into my head, and I don't know what to do."
"What do you *want* to do?" Hermione asked him. "Do you want to stay with Elena and Anelle, or do you want to get a divorce from her?"
"All I know is that I want to be with you," Ron said, smiling a tiny bit, and leaned in to kiss Hermione in a very passionate way. Just then, the door opened and Harry came in. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
(A/N I went crazy with the . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ( there I go again, lol)
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Elena was still holding Anelle and thinking about her life. Everyone thinks it's Ron's baby, even he does (or so she thought). A happy ending is what she wanted, but isn't going to get. There were so many secrets she had to tell everyone. When Ron left her room ("I have to tell some people about the baby," he said), Elena could see guilt in Ron's eyes, and she knows she has to tell him about the guy in the bar. The guy who Ron knows very, very well...
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"THIS ISN'T WORKING," a girl screamed at the top of her lungs. Just then, a guy came in, and looked at her funnily. "What?" He shook his head, and sat down on the couch across from the girl.
"Well?" she asked him.
"What?" he replied, but suddenly got the picture. "Oh, that. I got it in his drink, if that's what you wanted to know."
"Yes, it is, and good. I really hope it works this time," the girl said. "Did you see Anelle?" the guy nodded.
"I have to get going, I'll talk to you later," he said, and left.
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A/N ok, sorry for not updating sooner!! I hope you liked this chapter. I think it's going to be longer than 14 chapters..then again, it might not be. Well, PLZZZZ REVIEW!! Thanks 4 reviewing to every1 who has!!