Forever/ Tashi Irmin
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Disclaimer: All characters belong to JK Rowling, I don't own nothing but the plot itself…
A/N: here vous goes. The second chapter. It's a bit shorter than the first but hey, I'm only a beginner! I might add another chapter if I come up with an interesting continuation…enjoy!
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'Your words seem meaningless to you, but for me they mean eternity'
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'Are you sure you want to do this?
'No. But it's the only way.'
'We could wait…'
'I can't wait any more.'
They were in her dark bedroom. He was absentmindedly staring out of the window, she was unfolding the peace of paper that was her goodbye letter.
Dear mom and dad, it said.
So I guess this is goodbye.
I'm sorry to do this to you. I really am. But everything that's been happening in the past month…you forbidding me to marry Ron, it's killing me. What I'm about to do, I have to do it. For me.
I don't know where we're going yet, or when we'll be back.
And I don't want you to worry. I'll be fine.
I love you both,
Hermione
She still didn't figure out why it took her so long to write this. As she gave up the thought of ever finding that out, she folded the letter and put it on her pillow.
'Ready?' he asked, reaching out to take her hand.
This is it, she thought. This is it. She nodded and grabbed her heavy backpack. 'Let's go.'
As they both climbed out of her bedroom window and approached his car, she glanced back at the house. This isn't really goodbye, she tried to convince herself. But it was. Getting into that car was driving away from her parents, from her friends, from her life. But then again, she thought, smiling through her tears; life was the person sitting next to her at that very moment…
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She couldn't believe it was actually happening. There they were, standing at the alter. It was the perfect day. The sun was shining, wind was lightly caressing her face as her simple dress was rising slightly with it to reveal a newly made tattoo on her ankle. It was a Victorian 'R' surrounded by little roses and bluebirds. He had one too, on his back. A beautiful baby angel holding an 'H'.
The change in her was incredible. Ever since that kiss at Christmas, the one that lasted only a second, but left a mark that will be in her soul until the end of time, she felt like a new person. Like she found her other half, the one that was missing. Like a peace of an old puzzle that finally became whole.
The violin's soft tune was slowly bringing her back to reality, where she stood in front of him, in danger of being swept off her feet again just from looking into his eyes, which were reflecting every beautiful thing in the world.
'Hermione,' she heard him say, 'what I feel for you can't be defined with words, nor with actions. My love for you is far beyond comprehension, even to me. It's more than anything I've ever felt. It goes so deep into my soul, that I feel it scorching a hole in my heart. But everything I feel is worthwhile because I have you.'
He took out a golden ring out of his pocket and took her hand in his. 'With this ring,' he said, putting the ring on her fragile finger, 'I promise you eternity.'
She was trying very hard not to cry again, as it was her turn to make her vows. Her voice was shaking as she began to speak.
'Ron,' she looked into his eyes, which were also red, 'when I look at you, I feel loved. And I know that if I lose what we have, what you gave me, I will die. You are my life, my soul, my heart. You're everything to me. When you're with me, I feel pure and complete, and when you're gone, I feel like I'm falling apart.'
With trembling hands, she took off the golden ring that was hanging off the necklace around her neck. 'I don't ever want to feel like that again, I want to be with you forever.' She put the ring on his finger. 'With this ring, I promise you eternity.'
And with those words, they became husband and wife.
A/N: hi everyone! So anyway, there are a few things to clear up: first of all, Hermione's parent didn't approve of her marriage b/c they thought she was too young. Second, the tattoos were made by painless, clean magic by non-other that Ron and Hermione themselves! That's it I guess…
Bye!
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Disclaimer: All characters belong to JK Rowling, I don't own nothing but the plot itself…
A/N: here vous goes. The second chapter. It's a bit shorter than the first but hey, I'm only a beginner! I might add another chapter if I come up with an interesting continuation…enjoy!
~*~
'Your words seem meaningless to you, but for me they mean eternity'
~*~
'Are you sure you want to do this?
'No. But it's the only way.'
'We could wait…'
'I can't wait any more.'
They were in her dark bedroom. He was absentmindedly staring out of the window, she was unfolding the peace of paper that was her goodbye letter.
Dear mom and dad, it said.
So I guess this is goodbye.
I'm sorry to do this to you. I really am. But everything that's been happening in the past month…you forbidding me to marry Ron, it's killing me. What I'm about to do, I have to do it. For me.
I don't know where we're going yet, or when we'll be back.
And I don't want you to worry. I'll be fine.
I love you both,
Hermione
She still didn't figure out why it took her so long to write this. As she gave up the thought of ever finding that out, she folded the letter and put it on her pillow.
'Ready?' he asked, reaching out to take her hand.
This is it, she thought. This is it. She nodded and grabbed her heavy backpack. 'Let's go.'
As they both climbed out of her bedroom window and approached his car, she glanced back at the house. This isn't really goodbye, she tried to convince herself. But it was. Getting into that car was driving away from her parents, from her friends, from her life. But then again, she thought, smiling through her tears; life was the person sitting next to her at that very moment…
~*~
She couldn't believe it was actually happening. There they were, standing at the alter. It was the perfect day. The sun was shining, wind was lightly caressing her face as her simple dress was rising slightly with it to reveal a newly made tattoo on her ankle. It was a Victorian 'R' surrounded by little roses and bluebirds. He had one too, on his back. A beautiful baby angel holding an 'H'.
The change in her was incredible. Ever since that kiss at Christmas, the one that lasted only a second, but left a mark that will be in her soul until the end of time, she felt like a new person. Like she found her other half, the one that was missing. Like a peace of an old puzzle that finally became whole.
The violin's soft tune was slowly bringing her back to reality, where she stood in front of him, in danger of being swept off her feet again just from looking into his eyes, which were reflecting every beautiful thing in the world.
'Hermione,' she heard him say, 'what I feel for you can't be defined with words, nor with actions. My love for you is far beyond comprehension, even to me. It's more than anything I've ever felt. It goes so deep into my soul, that I feel it scorching a hole in my heart. But everything I feel is worthwhile because I have you.'
He took out a golden ring out of his pocket and took her hand in his. 'With this ring,' he said, putting the ring on her fragile finger, 'I promise you eternity.'
She was trying very hard not to cry again, as it was her turn to make her vows. Her voice was shaking as she began to speak.
'Ron,' she looked into his eyes, which were also red, 'when I look at you, I feel loved. And I know that if I lose what we have, what you gave me, I will die. You are my life, my soul, my heart. You're everything to me. When you're with me, I feel pure and complete, and when you're gone, I feel like I'm falling apart.'
With trembling hands, she took off the golden ring that was hanging off the necklace around her neck. 'I don't ever want to feel like that again, I want to be with you forever.' She put the ring on his finger. 'With this ring, I promise you eternity.'
And with those words, they became husband and wife.
A/N: hi everyone! So anyway, there are a few things to clear up: first of all, Hermione's parent didn't approve of her marriage b/c they thought she was too young. Second, the tattoos were made by painless, clean magic by non-other that Ron and Hermione themselves! That's it I guess…
Bye!