Ron walked into Hermione's room, the curtains were shut and it was dark. She'd been out of it for about a day and he hadn't been feeling that great himself. He sat down on her bed as gently as he could. He went to brush her hair from her face but her eyes opened and his hand stood poised above her forehead. He drew it back. It was such a relief to see that she was awake. Her eyes flitted around the room and then focused back on Ron.
"Where's Draco?" she asked, her lips curled into a half smile, she'd obviously forgiven him. Ron put out his hand and gripped hers, losing Malfoy, Harry and Ginny was hard enough for her once. Twice was too much. She must have sensed something in his expression because she suddenly sat up and looked around again. She launched herself out of bed but her legs failed her and she lay back on the bed.
"He's in the kitchen, right?" she said.
"He's gone Hermione, he ran off just seconds after you collapsed," Ron hung his head.
She shook her head in confusion and her eyes filled with tears. "Did you go after him?" she asked miserably. Ron felt his heart fill with shame. He hadn't even attempted to go after the stupid git. He'd felt sick and he must have dozed off because it was late at night when he finally woke up feeling groggy and dizzy. It wasn't a good enough excuse and he knew it. He couldn't admit to Hermione.
"I had a look but he was too far gone, " he said finally, he knew Hermione's sharp brain would instantly see through this flimsy excuse. To his surprise Hermione didn't even consider Ron to be lying. In a way this made him feel worse, he felt sick to the stomach knowing he had blatantly lied to Hermione. She was trembling and her lips quivered as realisation went through her body. She looked up into his eyes "Why? I don't understand, why?"
He shrugged his shoulders uncomfortably, he still felt very guilty. She clung her arms round his shoulders and he patted her on the back.
"Their never going to come back, I don't know why but their not, are they Ron?"
How was he supposed to answer that? "I don't know Hermione," he said finally. She suddenly broke away from him, "I'm sick of living like this Ron, I can't do it, I'm going to grow old with nothing, nothing!" she looked up at him, her eyes wide. He didn't know what she meant.
"I'm so blind Ron, I will marry you, you are the only one for me,"
He couldn't believe it, he was so happy. He hugged her fiercely "Oh Hermione, I'm so glad." He kissed her on the head. Everything would be alright now that she loved him.
It was a beautiful sunny day. They sat in front of an
archway with flowers creeping up it like ants. Everyone was there, everyone
except three very significant people. Ron was dressed neatly for once and the
minister. The priest said "I know
pronounce you man and wife," and then suddenly everyone was gone. In their
place were Harry, Draco and Ginny. "Are we to late to stop the wedding?" Harry
asked. Draco stepped forward and held out his wand, "this is meant to be," he
said. AVADA KEDAVRA. No one had opened their mouths but the words cam and green
light surrounded them all.
Hermione opened her eyes, she felt uneasy. Nightmares had been haunting her sleep for days since she had agreed to marriage. Of course it was meant to be, Ron was the most important thing in the world to her. She bounded downstairs. Ron was frying eggs and whistling downstairs. Unlike her he had been in an extremely cheerful disposition for days. He wanted a big wedding. Everyone had to be there, no one could be left out. But the three most important people will be left out she couldn't help but think. The news hadn't gone public yet but it was only a matter of time. Ron grabbed his wand, he gave her a peck on the cheek and then apparated. He worked in a high rank place in the ministry of magic. He had been offered some Quidditch positions but had declined them as he was always being compared to Harry. She had flitted in and out of jobs for year. Ministry jobs, dragon keeping, teaching, designing, the list went on. Nothing had really made her happy. She had just quit her most recent job and had invited Colin Creevey over for the day. Ron despised Colin but Hermione found she rather related to him. Colin had become rather secluded over the years and he kept to himself. Unlike h is brother Dennis who had become a rather popular singing star. Colin arrived in a flurry. He had become increasingly untidy and sometimes acted rather strange. He was only wearing one sock today and there was a large hole in his hat. He gave a toothy smile to Hermione. His light brown hair was ruffled up and he didn't look hardly any different to the smiling star struck boy from so many years ago who had followed Harry around with his camera. He flopped into a kitchen chair and beamed at her. "Finally let him get the best of you eh Herm? Can't say I'm not happy you're finally tying the knot."
She sighed and sat down. Colin pulled out a rather small camera and clicked it a few times. "Framing the moment," he said. Hermione always felt uncomfortable at Colin's because instead of wallpaper he had picture after picture. They dated back to when she was 12 and there were millions. Had he not ever heard of photo albums?
"Why the sudden change of heart, Hermione?" he asked.
"I'm sick of being alone and Ron has always been special to me. We live in the same house, we don't argue THAT much. It seems like the logical thing."
"Logical? You always used to be logical and then he lost any reason you had. Could your reason have come back because of a certain blonde boy appearing?"
She gasped. How did he know about that? She snapped at him in frustration and he laughed. "I was taking a trip to your house and I caught a glimpse, even got a few photo's, I didn't say anything because I thought you'd ring me, where is the infamous Draco Malfoy?"
Hermione cast her eyes downward" he left," she said quietly.
"You think that if he left so quickly after so many years and Harry and Ginny weren't with him that means he doesn't care and won't come back and that Harry and Ginny are dead? If you keep thinking about them your life will waste away? Do you really want to marry Ron?"
His brown eyes were intense and hey bored into her.
"Of course, Ron's special, it's the right thing to do," she said.
"Sometimes the right thing to do is very wrong Hermione, if you obey your feelings even if you think they're wrong, things will always turn out right." He leant back trying to look philosophical and wise but ended up falling over backward on his chair and doing a very undignified somersault. He leapt up, his pride wounded.
Hermione smiled, he had been doing a good impression of Dumbledore for a while, then again Colin did like watching Muggle movies and reading a lot of their novels. He was always quoting someone.
"Thanks for the advice Colin, watching that movie sure did you justice."
Colin rose up, "movie? How dare you, I spent at least three years making that up."
He grabbed his hat and stuffed it on his head, dust flew everywhere and made him cough. The hat looked extremely stupid on him, she didn't know why he wore it. He ripped his hat off and what was unmistakably a muggle video camera fell out. Hermione's head shot up, what was he doing with a video camera?
"Er, sorry Hermione, I just wanted a video of me and you so I can fix it in my memory."
Hermione pushed him out the door and slammed it. She didn't know what he was doing with a camera but it couldn't be good. Dishonest or not, he had gave her something to think about.
Suddenly his head appeared through the window "My theory is that Draco found out his father or mother or grand father, it doesn't matter who was the phantom and was a so called "living ghost" so he had to go take on the job after whoever it was died, Harry and Ginny went along for the ride, it was a big secret and they couldn't tell you," he had to shout the last bit because She slammed the window on him.
In the next chapter a lot of mysteries will be answered and a few unexpected people will pop up.
All characters belong to J.K Rowling, please R/R and tell me what you think.
