This is sort-of the beginning of a chapter story...so this isn't everything! But I'll only continue it if people want me to. So read it... (and I hope it isn't too depressing!)
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November 1
Harry couldn't get the words to stop repeating in his head.
"Harry," Dumbledore had said seriously, looking him straight in the eyes. "Ron is dead."
"What?" answered Harry not sure he heard correctly.
"Oh my god," said Hermione next to him.
They were in Dumbledore's office.
Harry, starting to clutch at his hair, his face masked with shock and disbelief, managed to ask, "H...h...how?"
Dumbledore replied with one word, "Voldemort."
Harry felt that he didn't need to know more.
It was now 5:00am and Harry, sitting on his bed in his dark dormitory, had received the news 4 hours ago. Since then he didn't sleep a wink. How could he? Now in his seventh year at Hogwarts he had only been apart from Ron during summer vacation. But even then he was always invited to the Weasleys'. Now he knew that he would never see Ron again. Anger like never before flowed through him. But even more than that was sadness. Dreadful sadness. He felt like he couldn't take it anymore.
This was the final straw.
Harry ran his hands over his face. He wondered how Hermione was handling this.
But at least she hasn't lost anyone else close to her in her life like that, Harry thought, thinking of his parents and even how Sirius has been struggling all these years.
I'm going to kill Voldemort if it's the last thing I do, thought Harry before falling into a restless sleep.
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Meanwhile Hermione was thinking about what she had heard, too.
This is unbelievable, she thought. What was even the last thing I said to him? Oh yeah...
'Well, I'm really tired. I'm going to go to sleep. And Ron? Here's a helpful hint. Maybe you'll pass that potions test tomorrow if you actually study,' she said teasingly.
'Gee, thanks Hermione,' he had responded, 'I never thought of that. You're a genius!' But before she had left the common room he added, 'Goodnight.'
This, she thought to herself, well there's just no other word for it...this sucks. It's totally unfair! Not just to Harry, the Weasleys, or me but to Ron as well!! This is just so horridly mind-boggling.
He was my best friend! He was a person with feelings too! And his life was cut short...tears were threatening to spill over again. Hermione wondered how Harry was managing this.
This must be especially hard for him...she thought putting her head reluctantly on her pillow.
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Well, what do y'all think? I wrote this ages ago but never found time to post it up. So, voila! - Here it is.
Tell me if y'all want to see more to this story -or just what you think of it.
I'll be posting up chapter two soon........
xoxo-
Pixie Dust
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November 1
Harry couldn't get the words to stop repeating in his head.
"Harry," Dumbledore had said seriously, looking him straight in the eyes. "Ron is dead."
"What?" answered Harry not sure he heard correctly.
"Oh my god," said Hermione next to him.
They were in Dumbledore's office.
Harry, starting to clutch at his hair, his face masked with shock and disbelief, managed to ask, "H...h...how?"
Dumbledore replied with one word, "Voldemort."
Harry felt that he didn't need to know more.
It was now 5:00am and Harry, sitting on his bed in his dark dormitory, had received the news 4 hours ago. Since then he didn't sleep a wink. How could he? Now in his seventh year at Hogwarts he had only been apart from Ron during summer vacation. But even then he was always invited to the Weasleys'. Now he knew that he would never see Ron again. Anger like never before flowed through him. But even more than that was sadness. Dreadful sadness. He felt like he couldn't take it anymore.
This was the final straw.
Harry ran his hands over his face. He wondered how Hermione was handling this.
But at least she hasn't lost anyone else close to her in her life like that, Harry thought, thinking of his parents and even how Sirius has been struggling all these years.
I'm going to kill Voldemort if it's the last thing I do, thought Harry before falling into a restless sleep.
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Meanwhile Hermione was thinking about what she had heard, too.
This is unbelievable, she thought. What was even the last thing I said to him? Oh yeah...
'Well, I'm really tired. I'm going to go to sleep. And Ron? Here's a helpful hint. Maybe you'll pass that potions test tomorrow if you actually study,' she said teasingly.
'Gee, thanks Hermione,' he had responded, 'I never thought of that. You're a genius!' But before she had left the common room he added, 'Goodnight.'
This, she thought to herself, well there's just no other word for it...this sucks. It's totally unfair! Not just to Harry, the Weasleys, or me but to Ron as well!! This is just so horridly mind-boggling.
He was my best friend! He was a person with feelings too! And his life was cut short...tears were threatening to spill over again. Hermione wondered how Harry was managing this.
This must be especially hard for him...she thought putting her head reluctantly on her pillow.
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Well, what do y'all think? I wrote this ages ago but never found time to post it up. So, voila! - Here it is.
Tell me if y'all want to see more to this story -or just what you think of it.
I'll be posting up chapter two soon........
xoxo-
Pixie Dust
