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And just so you know Hermione doesn't actually hate Ron, she's just really frustrated. His proposal kind of hit a soft spot, so anyway: ENJOY!


Chapter 11:

It had been three weeks since the day of the incident and Ron had sent me twenty six letters, an I'm Sorry card, and even a few boxes of chocolate (much to my parents dismay). But I ignored them, not on purpose but because I'd kept myself busy with work.
So far I've managed to apply for a two bedroom flat in London, complete several books, make three new friends at work, and even went out on a small date with a childhood friend of mine named, Peter Maulding.
I do admit that I felt terrible during the date, I felt like I was betraying Ron, but then I remembered our conversation that night.

The arguement plays in my head every night. 'Because we're not ready for it. I want to actually enjoy my youth before I commit to you', his voice rang. I often thought about his- theory. Were we ready for marriage? Maybe it was just me. With a guy like him you can't help but want something. All I seemed to have wanted was to be with him and pop out hundreds of little clever ginger babies. Like Mrs. Weasley did. I figured that was the problem. Maybe I was too caught up with him. Maybe I was just being greedy. No man likes to be tied down and practically owned by a woman, even if he loves her to bits. No man wants to have that much weight on his shoulders.

After all Ron did have to help out George, his parents' have gotten older and often need his help around the house for things like degnoming or mowing the lawn, Harry needed Ron's guidance (if there's no Ron there's no Harry, right), Ginny even needed him sometimes for advice with Harry (if I wasn't around), now that Fleur's pregnant Ron's going to have to help them out too when Bill isn't around, and then there was me. His bratty girlfriend who just had to cross a rather dangerous boundary in our relationship. The girl who couldn't just take no for an answer. The girl who didn't understand this until he was gone. The girl who regretted ever breaking up with him. The girl who broke her own heart by letting go of the love of her life.

I straightened out my black dress and apparated to work. Hoping for a silver lining in the trouble I had caused.

(don't leave this page! The story's not done yet! For those of you who are used to the little black line indicacting the end of the story!)


RON'S POINT OF VIEW!

I'd written sixteen unfinished letters, bought three cards, and a diamond necklace in the past 23 hours. I hadn't eaten, slept, talked to anyone, or did any work yesterday and had no intention of doing any today. It might have been a waste of time considering she hasn't written back or spoken to me since the night of the incident. The three days following that night I'd simply brushed it off and told everyone and myself she'd come crawling back and say she's willing to wait. But the day after that I'd finally realized- she was never going to come back unless I miraculously got her back. So I'd begun to write letters to her. Twenty six of them were sent but the pile of hundreds of unfinished or unread letters were inside of my overflowing wastebin. And if I wasn't writing I was thinking about her.

I often asked myself why. Why didn't I just consider it? It's not like I planned on marrying anyone else. And it's not like I'll ever do better than Hermione, so Ginny says. And I probably won't. I've never met anyone like her and I've never felt this way about anyone else except her. She was whole and pure, kind, smarter than anyone I know, and the most beautiful woman I've ever met. She wasn't perfect, but she was the closest a person can get to being perfect. So why? Why wasn't that enough for me to commit to? I didn't plan on being that guy who grows old all alone and sleeping with a ton of scarlett women. I didn't want anyone else. And I didn't need anyone else. Hermione is my air. And without her I feel like I'm walking around without my soul, my heart, and my love. And I plan to get her back.


Okay, I just HAD to write more chapters since I got sooo many sweet and wonderful and just- wow you guys don't know how great I felt went I checked my email and saw the numbers of review I got , and the number of how many Fav stories I'd gotten from you guys. Thank you sooooo much. I can't tell you how happy it made me. Today was the most shit-filled day ever and I came home and saw- wow I just- the sensation was just so wonderful it's ineffable. Thanks guys.

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