Lalala… this one's from Hermione's POV, because Ron's getting on my nerves
(lol). I have a bit of writer's block, and I can't seem to get the story
to move at the right pace, but I'm trying. I'll try to make this chapter
longer too. Ok. Here goes….
Disclaimer: not mine.
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Hermione's POV
It's so nice to be back at school. I miss this place so much over the summer hols; I'm going to miss it so much… Dumbledore is such an understanding adult; most adults don't listen to children's wants. He arranged it so that Ginny and I share a room, and only Ginny and I are in it. I'm so tired, and waking up early to get ready is no help. It's getting worse, just like they said it would. Ron and Harry are mad at me too, Ron especially. He knows he'll find out eventually, I can't hide it forever. I have to say that as much as I hate having him mad at me, he's adorable when he's angry. His eyes light up, he gets tense, his face hardens- like nothing can get to him. It's just adorable. The worst part is he wont fight with me, at least when we fight he lets me know how he feels. He's angry and hurt, I know that, but he's pretending it's all okay. He's mad, I would be too, but why won't he just say it? Damn it, I'm falling for him harder each day! I know I'm just a friend to him. Last year, around the Yule Ball I thought he liked me, but that's all just a fantasy world. I just wish I could get him out of my head. At least when I think of him I don't think about what the doctors said.
"I'd say the end of the school term- at most."
Oh I can't take it! I hate this, crying into my own sleeve. I don't have the self-control to keep the tears back, and when they come I don't even have someone to cry to. No one to hold me and tell me it'll all be all right, even though we all know it wont. It's just not fair! Why me? Why me?! What did I do to deserve this? And why now, why not back when I had no friends and was miserable? Damn! Someone's coming into the compartment! Figures that these tears just wont stop!
Change Of POV
"There are no bloody compartments left and I can't find Harry or Hermione anywhere. This one looks empty; I'll just sit by myself this whole ride and feel sorry for myself. What's that noise? OH MY GOD! It's Hermione, she's crying! I've never seen her cry like this before," Ron thought.
"Hermione? What's wrong?"
"Ron? Oh nothing, just go away."
"What did I do?"
"Nothing, just…"
She stopped. Ron had sat down and put his arms around her. Hermione was so surprised she stopped crying.
"Ron?"
"Shhh, it's okay. Don't worry. Just relax."
She let out a staggered breath and started crying again, this time into his shoulder. He held her close and whispered to make her calm down. After a while her tears slowed and, eventually, stopped.
"Are you okay now?"
"Yes, thank you."
"It's okay, now why don't you tell me what's happened?"
"I…I can't."
"Why not? I'm your best friend, remember?"
"That's why Ron, I don't want it to be different between us. I want this year to be great. Perfect."
"Perfect… prefect… are you a prefect Hermione?"
"No."
"Really? They must be insane! You have 'prefect' written all over you! Why they-"
"Ron, calm down! I asked not to be a prefect."
"You WHAT?"
"I don't want to have to go telling on you and Harry all the time. It's like you're brothers said, it takes all the fun out of life."
"When did which brothers say that?"
"Fred and George, many times."
"Oh…Hermione, can I ask you something?"
"Sure Ron."
"Ginny knows, right?"
"Well, yes."
"Why is it that you can tell Ginny what's wrong and not me?"
"Because I… nothing's wrong."
"I know something's wrong."
"NOTHING'S wrong."
"HERMIONE!"
"RONALD!"
"Why wont you tell me?" he asked, barely audible.
"Ron, I told you nothing's-"
"Is it that bad?"
"What?"
"Well, either you don't trust me enough to tell me, or it's really bad so you wont say it."
"Ron…"
"I'm guessing it's the latter because you haven't told Harry either. Why wont you tell me? Or Harry?"
"I just don't want it to be different. I said that."
"This is what you were crying about?"
"This and-"
Hermione stopped. She just realized that Ron's arm was still around her shoulders. She blushed deeply… a minute later Ron realized why she was blushing and pulled his arm away, ears tinting pink, and at that exact moment the door opened to reveal Harry and Ginny- it was quite obvious that they had been spying.
Disclaimer: not mine.
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Hermione's POV
It's so nice to be back at school. I miss this place so much over the summer hols; I'm going to miss it so much… Dumbledore is such an understanding adult; most adults don't listen to children's wants. He arranged it so that Ginny and I share a room, and only Ginny and I are in it. I'm so tired, and waking up early to get ready is no help. It's getting worse, just like they said it would. Ron and Harry are mad at me too, Ron especially. He knows he'll find out eventually, I can't hide it forever. I have to say that as much as I hate having him mad at me, he's adorable when he's angry. His eyes light up, he gets tense, his face hardens- like nothing can get to him. It's just adorable. The worst part is he wont fight with me, at least when we fight he lets me know how he feels. He's angry and hurt, I know that, but he's pretending it's all okay. He's mad, I would be too, but why won't he just say it? Damn it, I'm falling for him harder each day! I know I'm just a friend to him. Last year, around the Yule Ball I thought he liked me, but that's all just a fantasy world. I just wish I could get him out of my head. At least when I think of him I don't think about what the doctors said.
"I'd say the end of the school term- at most."
Oh I can't take it! I hate this, crying into my own sleeve. I don't have the self-control to keep the tears back, and when they come I don't even have someone to cry to. No one to hold me and tell me it'll all be all right, even though we all know it wont. It's just not fair! Why me? Why me?! What did I do to deserve this? And why now, why not back when I had no friends and was miserable? Damn! Someone's coming into the compartment! Figures that these tears just wont stop!
Change Of POV
"There are no bloody compartments left and I can't find Harry or Hermione anywhere. This one looks empty; I'll just sit by myself this whole ride and feel sorry for myself. What's that noise? OH MY GOD! It's Hermione, she's crying! I've never seen her cry like this before," Ron thought.
"Hermione? What's wrong?"
"Ron? Oh nothing, just go away."
"What did I do?"
"Nothing, just…"
She stopped. Ron had sat down and put his arms around her. Hermione was so surprised she stopped crying.
"Ron?"
"Shhh, it's okay. Don't worry. Just relax."
She let out a staggered breath and started crying again, this time into his shoulder. He held her close and whispered to make her calm down. After a while her tears slowed and, eventually, stopped.
"Are you okay now?"
"Yes, thank you."
"It's okay, now why don't you tell me what's happened?"
"I…I can't."
"Why not? I'm your best friend, remember?"
"That's why Ron, I don't want it to be different between us. I want this year to be great. Perfect."
"Perfect… prefect… are you a prefect Hermione?"
"No."
"Really? They must be insane! You have 'prefect' written all over you! Why they-"
"Ron, calm down! I asked not to be a prefect."
"You WHAT?"
"I don't want to have to go telling on you and Harry all the time. It's like you're brothers said, it takes all the fun out of life."
"When did which brothers say that?"
"Fred and George, many times."
"Oh…Hermione, can I ask you something?"
"Sure Ron."
"Ginny knows, right?"
"Well, yes."
"Why is it that you can tell Ginny what's wrong and not me?"
"Because I… nothing's wrong."
"I know something's wrong."
"NOTHING'S wrong."
"HERMIONE!"
"RONALD!"
"Why wont you tell me?" he asked, barely audible.
"Ron, I told you nothing's-"
"Is it that bad?"
"What?"
"Well, either you don't trust me enough to tell me, or it's really bad so you wont say it."
"Ron…"
"I'm guessing it's the latter because you haven't told Harry either. Why wont you tell me? Or Harry?"
"I just don't want it to be different. I said that."
"This is what you were crying about?"
"This and-"
Hermione stopped. She just realized that Ron's arm was still around her shoulders. She blushed deeply… a minute later Ron realized why she was blushing and pulled his arm away, ears tinting pink, and at that exact moment the door opened to reveal Harry and Ginny- it was quite obvious that they had been spying.
