Harry Potter and The Matchmaker
Chapter Five:
When the song ended, Ron escorted Hermione off the floor and out the door, to walk with her in the gardens. Hermione thought that they had done a wonderful job, having the fairies come and light all the paths for the gardens up as well as some of the most beautiful flowers.
Hermione looked up at Ron. He was deep in thought, she could tell. So much has changed, she thought. Yet, at the same time, so much is the same. She didn't like the confusing mixture of feelings she felt for this man. She didn't like to think about it, and she really didn't like the silence growing between them.
The silence of the gap growing between you? a little voice in the back of Hermione's head asked her. She quickly quenched the voice, ignoring it.
"Hermione," it took her a moment to realize that Ron was looking at her, speaking.
"Yes?" she asked, shaking her head slightly, but not really noticeably.
"What went wrong?" he asked simply.
"What?" she looked utterly confused.
"When.. you left, why? What went wrong? Do you even remember?" he asked her.
Hermione moved away from him. Such a lovely moment ruined by memories. "Yes, I remember. I know you do, as well," she said simply, taking on Loui's cold voice as best she could.
Ron stopped and, when she didn't, moved in her path way, grabbing her upper arms. "Hermione, I still don't understand," he told her. "How did we get to that point? How did we get to this one?"
Hermione didn't really look him in the eyes, though she did look at his face. Her chin came up a few notches. "I don't know," she said simply, the way a teacher might explain something to a student. "Things... things change, Ron. We changed."
"Damn it, Hermione, that's not good enough anymore," Ron said, shaking her slightly.
"Let me go, Ron," she said warningly.
"Not until you give me some answer about that night," he said, almost yelling.
"Ron, people are staring. Let me go," Hermione said again, her voice low, but very meaningful. She looked around and saw that, indeed, people where looking at them. People who knew that they had gone out in school but not why they broke up.
Ron didn't care though. His hold was stead fast.
Hermione, not knowing what else to do, pulled out her wand and said, "Appareo." She then disapparated, out of Ron's arms, and apparated into her room. There, she sat on her bed and couldn't help but cry.
How could he not understand? she asked herself. Why did he even have to ask? Why couldn't he just let it lye? Why?
She shock her head, as she hid her crying face in the pillow while beating the bed with her hands.
~*~
Loui saw the whole thing from a window looking out at the gardens from the ballroom. Matt had gone to get some punch for them both, though she still didn't understand why.
You would think he would have given up by now, she thought as she went to find her twin sister.
She found Monti and Harry in deep conversation about something or other. As much as Loui hated to break this up, she couldn't have planed a better time for them to fall for one another, she was horrible at cheering people up and Monti was good at it.
She cleared her throat, but the didn't seem to noticed. She tried four more times before Harry looked up.
Loui smiled. "Hello again," she said with fake cheerfulness. "Umm... Harry, I think that Ron might need your help in the gardens." Harry nodded, as if he understood perfectly, because he got up right then and there and headed to the gardens. Loui then turned to Monti.
Before her twin could say a word, Loui continued. "Sorry, Monti, but right now, Hermione needs us," she told her. Monti, understanding showing on her face, got up and fallowed Loui to Hermione's room.
The knocked, but where answered by silence.
