AN - the lastest part, for all you wonderful readers who didn't abondon me and my super huge story. THANK YOU!!!!!
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Mr. Weasley was sitting in the back garden, having a talk with Viktor, as they reached the Burrow.
"We'll have to press charges, you know, Viktor." Mr.Weasley was telling him "Stalking is a serious crime and abduction is even worse."
"I know. I don't know vhat came over me."
"If Ron dies, you'll be charged with man slaughter or even murder."
"You mean.... He isn't already dead?" Harry gasped.
"no, but he's not doing very well."
"Please." Sobbed Hermione. "I need to see him."
Mr. Weasley led her to his room. He lie on his bed, looking tranquil and serene. Hermione watched in silence, as the doctor examined him. Mrs. Weasley had apparated to the nearest wizarding doctor's office and called upon Dr. McCull. She
was looking rather pale. After what seemed like hours of spells and potions and experiments, she finally looked up.
"Mr. and Mrs. Weasley." Dr. McCull said.
"Yes," they chorused, anxiously. Hermione was going out of her mind with worry.
"I'm afraid I'm not a very good healer." She smiled. Her large blue eyes flickered behind her oval, thin framed glasses. Hermione wondered, numbly, how she could be happy when she had just pronounced ron to be dead. "It took me longer than it should have to cure him."
They all jumped to their feet, overjoyed. Hermione ran strait to his side.
"Ron!" She said
"Hullo, Hermione." He said.
"You're alive!" she cried, wrapping her arms around him.
"Of course I am..." They kissed. "Is everything all right between you and Viktor?"
"I don't know, and I don't care. I'm having his thrown in prison forever and ever, if I can. He nearly killed you!"
Viktor was serving twenty-five years in Vlazban, a prison in Bulgaria that wasn't nearly as bad as Azkaban. For one, the guards are human, not dementor. This prison was for fugitives who's crimes weren't as serious. Viktor was being charged with stalking and attempted man slaughter. Hermione's heart was still hostile to the thought of him, until the letter arrived.
Dear Hermione:
I am really sorry for all of the trouble I've caused you. I'm getting what I deserve. It was wrong of me to stalk you, I don't know what I was thinking. I still love you, but I won't send you any black roses or letters anymore. I don't blame you for hating me, and if you never forgive me, I understand.
Sorry, Viktor
PS, I wish you and Ron the best of luck.
Hermione had pondered the letter for a while. She was completely mindless all day, staring deep into the sky. Was it her, or was everyone acting funny?
When Mrs. Weasley asked her to set the table, she sobbed and smiled strangely. Ginny kept giggling at odd moments. When anyone passed her, they'd snigger. For some reason, when she spoke to him, Ron didn't quite meet her eyes.
"Ron?" She asked him.
As he turned to look at her, he looked utterly frightened. "Y-yeah?"
"Is there something wrong? Or something I missed, everyone seems to be acting rather funny."
"I - I haven't noticed."
She frowned."All right...."
At dinner, Ron looked more afraid than Hermione could remember seeing him. At dessert, which Hermione noticed was more extravagant than usual, he slipped her a little velvet box. She opened it and gasped.
Sitting on a cushion of satin was the most beautiful ring Hermione had ever seen. It looked almost like an engagement ring.
"Ron........ is this.....?" she stammered.
"Yes,…" he replied, nervously. "Hermione, will you marry me?"
She was shocked. She stared at him, lost for words. Hermione threw her arms around him "Of course I will!" she cried.
The whole table, which had been completely quiet, cheered. After a bunch of "Congratulations!" and "Welcome to the family," Hermione and Ron escaped to the woods. They walked for hours on end, just enjoying one another's company. Once in a while, they'd talk about the future or reflect upon the past. The universe seemed to revolve around them, they were the only two people in the entire world.
Hermione couldn't sleep that night. She sat on the camp bed and thought about everything that had happened. She was getting married. It was a wonderful feeling, to know that someone loves you enough to spend the rest of his life by your side. Somewhere under her bliss, a dark vision sprung upon her. She saw Viktor, in a prison cell, looking so lonely. Hermione felt a surge of guilt. The letter he had written stared at her from the side table.
She sat up and got a piece of parchment and a quill from her bag.
"Lumos" she muttered. Hermione went under the blankets, to stifle the light. She didn't want to wake Ginny. Hermione wondered what to write.
Dear Viktor:
Ron and I are engaged. He proposed tonight at dinner. Thought I'd tell you.
From, Hermione.
She sat the quill down and laid back onto her pillow. Hermione thought about the letter. Something was missing......
Hermione sat back up. She illuminated her wand.
PS, I forgive you.
Author's note: Heh heh heh. Sweet,huh? I don't write fluffy fairy tale stories, my stories have somewhat realistic endings( for instance, it would be a fluffy ending if they didn't press charges against Viktor.). Anyway, there are just a few thing I wanted to clear up. When Hermione and Ron were making out at theparty in the beginning, I meant kissing standing up, not anything extremely gross like that. When Hermione "empties the bottle in three seconds flat" she was drinking it. K? Strangely enough, this story started out as a single sentence. I was home sick from school and thought of a great sentence for a fan fiction story. I ended up deleting the sentence and I can't even remember what it was! An other inspiration for the story was Angela's Ashes. It's a really depressing movie. That's where I got Ron's drinking problem( every man in that movie is a drunk!). Also, I was reading an article on stalkers and thoguht about making this a stalker fic ( I was going to go an entirely different way witht this). I like Viktor Krum, he's sweet but he seems a bit obsessive. Plus, I needed to pick on someone. lol! I purposely messed up Viktor's grammar cuz that's how it is in the book. Okay.... PLeeez review, I beg of you. This was a long and very painstaking process, figuring out how to upload *sob* If you don't review, all that time will have been wasted....*cries hysetrically* *regains dignity* ok....
Disclaimer: Sadly, none of these wonderful characters belong to me. The only character who does is Dr. McCull, who doesn't really count. hm... maybe I'll launch an evil scheme to take these characterss MWHHAHAHA!!!!! ....or not.....^_^
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Mr. Weasley was sitting in the back garden, having a talk with Viktor, as they reached the Burrow.
"We'll have to press charges, you know, Viktor." Mr.Weasley was telling him "Stalking is a serious crime and abduction is even worse."
"I know. I don't know vhat came over me."
"If Ron dies, you'll be charged with man slaughter or even murder."
"You mean.... He isn't already dead?" Harry gasped.
"no, but he's not doing very well."
"Please." Sobbed Hermione. "I need to see him."
Mr. Weasley led her to his room. He lie on his bed, looking tranquil and serene. Hermione watched in silence, as the doctor examined him. Mrs. Weasley had apparated to the nearest wizarding doctor's office and called upon Dr. McCull. She
was looking rather pale. After what seemed like hours of spells and potions and experiments, she finally looked up.
"Mr. and Mrs. Weasley." Dr. McCull said.
"Yes," they chorused, anxiously. Hermione was going out of her mind with worry.
"I'm afraid I'm not a very good healer." She smiled. Her large blue eyes flickered behind her oval, thin framed glasses. Hermione wondered, numbly, how she could be happy when she had just pronounced ron to be dead. "It took me longer than it should have to cure him."
They all jumped to their feet, overjoyed. Hermione ran strait to his side.
"Ron!" She said
"Hullo, Hermione." He said.
"You're alive!" she cried, wrapping her arms around him.
"Of course I am..." They kissed. "Is everything all right between you and Viktor?"
"I don't know, and I don't care. I'm having his thrown in prison forever and ever, if I can. He nearly killed you!"
Viktor was serving twenty-five years in Vlazban, a prison in Bulgaria that wasn't nearly as bad as Azkaban. For one, the guards are human, not dementor. This prison was for fugitives who's crimes weren't as serious. Viktor was being charged with stalking and attempted man slaughter. Hermione's heart was still hostile to the thought of him, until the letter arrived.
Dear Hermione:
I am really sorry for all of the trouble I've caused you. I'm getting what I deserve. It was wrong of me to stalk you, I don't know what I was thinking. I still love you, but I won't send you any black roses or letters anymore. I don't blame you for hating me, and if you never forgive me, I understand.
Sorry, Viktor
PS, I wish you and Ron the best of luck.
Hermione had pondered the letter for a while. She was completely mindless all day, staring deep into the sky. Was it her, or was everyone acting funny?
When Mrs. Weasley asked her to set the table, she sobbed and smiled strangely. Ginny kept giggling at odd moments. When anyone passed her, they'd snigger. For some reason, when she spoke to him, Ron didn't quite meet her eyes.
"Ron?" She asked him.
As he turned to look at her, he looked utterly frightened. "Y-yeah?"
"Is there something wrong? Or something I missed, everyone seems to be acting rather funny."
"I - I haven't noticed."
She frowned."All right...."
At dinner, Ron looked more afraid than Hermione could remember seeing him. At dessert, which Hermione noticed was more extravagant than usual, he slipped her a little velvet box. She opened it and gasped.
Sitting on a cushion of satin was the most beautiful ring Hermione had ever seen. It looked almost like an engagement ring.
"Ron........ is this.....?" she stammered.
"Yes,…" he replied, nervously. "Hermione, will you marry me?"
She was shocked. She stared at him, lost for words. Hermione threw her arms around him "Of course I will!" she cried.
The whole table, which had been completely quiet, cheered. After a bunch of "Congratulations!" and "Welcome to the family," Hermione and Ron escaped to the woods. They walked for hours on end, just enjoying one another's company. Once in a while, they'd talk about the future or reflect upon the past. The universe seemed to revolve around them, they were the only two people in the entire world.
Hermione couldn't sleep that night. She sat on the camp bed and thought about everything that had happened. She was getting married. It was a wonderful feeling, to know that someone loves you enough to spend the rest of his life by your side. Somewhere under her bliss, a dark vision sprung upon her. She saw Viktor, in a prison cell, looking so lonely. Hermione felt a surge of guilt. The letter he had written stared at her from the side table.
She sat up and got a piece of parchment and a quill from her bag.
"Lumos" she muttered. Hermione went under the blankets, to stifle the light. She didn't want to wake Ginny. Hermione wondered what to write.
Dear Viktor:
Ron and I are engaged. He proposed tonight at dinner. Thought I'd tell you.
From, Hermione.
She sat the quill down and laid back onto her pillow. Hermione thought about the letter. Something was missing......
Hermione sat back up. She illuminated her wand.
PS, I forgive you.
Author's note: Heh heh heh. Sweet,huh? I don't write fluffy fairy tale stories, my stories have somewhat realistic endings( for instance, it would be a fluffy ending if they didn't press charges against Viktor.). Anyway, there are just a few thing I wanted to clear up. When Hermione and Ron were making out at theparty in the beginning, I meant kissing standing up, not anything extremely gross like that. When Hermione "empties the bottle in three seconds flat" she was drinking it. K? Strangely enough, this story started out as a single sentence. I was home sick from school and thought of a great sentence for a fan fiction story. I ended up deleting the sentence and I can't even remember what it was! An other inspiration for the story was Angela's Ashes. It's a really depressing movie. That's where I got Ron's drinking problem( every man in that movie is a drunk!). Also, I was reading an article on stalkers and thoguht about making this a stalker fic ( I was going to go an entirely different way witht this). I like Viktor Krum, he's sweet but he seems a bit obsessive. Plus, I needed to pick on someone. lol! I purposely messed up Viktor's grammar cuz that's how it is in the book. Okay.... PLeeez review, I beg of you. This was a long and very painstaking process, figuring out how to upload *sob* If you don't review, all that time will have been wasted....*cries hysetrically* *regains dignity* ok....
Disclaimer: Sadly, none of these wonderful characters belong to me. The only character who does is Dr. McCull, who doesn't really count. hm... maybe I'll launch an evil scheme to take these characterss MWHHAHAHA!!!!! ....or not.....^_^