A/N I finally wrote a decent sized chapter but it's mostly song. I'm sorry.
But at least its Monday and I managed to get this out anyways. Hopefully
there will be more by tomorrow night. I love all my fans (you mean so much
to me!) And I can't wait to continue.
Hermione stood behind the curtain with Ron. They were up next. Hermione's shoulder drooped as a heavy tug caught her attention. "Lori" Hermione gasped "you should be in bead."
"I forgot to renew the spell on the boom box so that it would work within the grounds of Hogwarts. Plus, I wanted to see the show." Lori tapped her wand against the boom box and it turned on, on its own.
"Doesn't it need a cord, or something? Dad said muggles need elektrikity" Ginny had come up behind them.
"Electricity" Hermione pronounced slowly. "And not if you have magic!" Hermione threw Ginny a curious glance. "Are you performing too?"
Ginny's face turned a red color that rivaled Ron's famous shade. "Yeah. Lori helped me with some of the moves." Though Hermione thought it wasn't possible, Ginny's face reddened further.
Two girls came through the curtain looking absolutely harassed. "That was marvelous!" The first one said. The other looked as if she were about to throw up.
"Come on," Ron grabbed her hand and brought her just behind the curtain. The Curtain went up and Hermione felt herself being watched by everyone.
The music started and Hermione couldn't remember the words but when it was her part she began;
We were strangers Starting out on our journey Never dreaming What we'd have to through Now here we are And I'm suddenly standing At the begging with you
Hermione stopped and Ron continued;
No one told me I was going to find you Unexpected What you did to my heart
They sang together
When I lost hope You were there to remind me This is the start... And life is a road and I want to keep going, Love is a river; I want to keep flowing Life is a road Now and forever Wonderful journey...
...I'll be there when the world stops turning I'll be there when the storm is through In the end I want to be standing At the beginning With you
Hermione thought of the day that she met Ronald Weasley - red hair and a smudge on his nose. She remembered the first time they had faced evil together. How Ron had risked his life for the others in the giant chess game. Wherever the beginning was, that's where she wanted to be - with Ron. She continued
We were strangers On a crazy adventure
Ron cut in Never dreaming How are dreams would come true Then both
Now here we stand Unafraid of the future At the beginning with you
And life is a road and I want to keep going, Love is a river; I want to keep flowing Life is a road Now and forever wonderful journey
I'll be there when the world stops turning I'll be there when the storm is through In the end I want to be standing At the beginning With you
Knew there was somebody somewhere That made love in the dark
Both flushed bright red. Hermione really didn't remember singing this part with Lori, and yet, she knew the words.
Now I know my dream will live on I've been waiting so long Ron held her hand. Nothing's going to tear us apart.
Hermione felt as if Ron were promising her that
And life is a road and I want to keep going, Love is a river; I want to keep flowing Life is a road Now and forever Wonderful journey...
I'll be there when the world stops turning I'll be there when the storm is through In the end I want to be standing At the beginning With you
Life is a road and I want to keep going, Love is a river; I want to keep going on
Hermione sang alone
Starting out on our journey
And life is a road and I want to keep going, Love is a river; I want to keep flowing Life is a road Now and forever Wonderful journey...
In the end I want to be standing At the beginning With you
Hermione hummed softly and the piano died out.
Applause burst out everywhere and Hermione was suddenly conscious of the fact she had just sung in front of the entire school. Wanting desperately to escape Hermione rushed out to the audience and grabbed Lori. "You should be in bed; Madame Pomphrey will have a fit!"
Later that night Hermione watched the sleeping girl on her right. She couldn't remember why she had ever been jealous. Hermione had everything right now and it seemed Lori didn't have much. Her parents weren't together and she didn't have anyone to love her, or that she could love. She had a certain charm, but Lori wasn't as attractive as Hermione had first made her out to be. The ironic thing was that Lori had helped Ron and Hermione get together. Maybe Lori didn't know it but their entire love-relationship could always be traced back to her. When Hermione had come to stay at the Burrow she felt jealous of Lori because she was in his bed. That was when Hermione had first realized she might have some feelings for Ron.
It was Lori who had mentioned Uncle Ernesto's fear of heights that lead to Hermione's sleeping arrangements.
It was Lori who came upstairs when she heard them yelling and had made Hermione not want to tell Mrs. Weasley to help them escape.
It was Lori made Hermione think of other things until she could cool down when she was mad at Ron.
It was Lori who got sick last minute to leave Ron in her stead.
Hermione finally was sure that she loved Ron. She wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. Sneaking off to the boys' dormitory she saw the curtains pulled around Ron's bed. Quietly she moved the cloth that blocked him from view. She hadn't been sleeping as well without Ron by her side. Now she needed him more than ever because she knew how she felt. "Ron?" His eyes fluttered open like they do in the movies. Hermione crawled into the bed and leaned over him. He looked at her groggily, obviously not awake yet. 'Perfect' Hermione thought. She stared at his lips nervously she had never kissed a boy before and she felt dreadfully nervous. In movies and books it was a sweeping motion that brought the two together in tears. Even for a first kiss both would know what to do. Hermione didn't want to do anything she was unsure of. She liked to be perfect and all knowing. With a quick peck on his lips she laid her head on his chest and fell asleep. Ron, slightly delayed, woke fully then. It was to late; he'd have to do with a peck. Checking to see if the curtains were closed properly Ron went back to sleep. 'Finally,' he thought before drifting off. For Ron too could now get proper nights sleep.
Hermione stood behind the curtain with Ron. They were up next. Hermione's shoulder drooped as a heavy tug caught her attention. "Lori" Hermione gasped "you should be in bead."
"I forgot to renew the spell on the boom box so that it would work within the grounds of Hogwarts. Plus, I wanted to see the show." Lori tapped her wand against the boom box and it turned on, on its own.
"Doesn't it need a cord, or something? Dad said muggles need elektrikity" Ginny had come up behind them.
"Electricity" Hermione pronounced slowly. "And not if you have magic!" Hermione threw Ginny a curious glance. "Are you performing too?"
Ginny's face turned a red color that rivaled Ron's famous shade. "Yeah. Lori helped me with some of the moves." Though Hermione thought it wasn't possible, Ginny's face reddened further.
Two girls came through the curtain looking absolutely harassed. "That was marvelous!" The first one said. The other looked as if she were about to throw up.
"Come on," Ron grabbed her hand and brought her just behind the curtain. The Curtain went up and Hermione felt herself being watched by everyone.
The music started and Hermione couldn't remember the words but when it was her part she began;
We were strangers Starting out on our journey Never dreaming What we'd have to through Now here we are And I'm suddenly standing At the begging with you
Hermione stopped and Ron continued;
No one told me I was going to find you Unexpected What you did to my heart
They sang together
When I lost hope You were there to remind me This is the start... And life is a road and I want to keep going, Love is a river; I want to keep flowing Life is a road Now and forever Wonderful journey...
...I'll be there when the world stops turning I'll be there when the storm is through In the end I want to be standing At the beginning With you
Hermione thought of the day that she met Ronald Weasley - red hair and a smudge on his nose. She remembered the first time they had faced evil together. How Ron had risked his life for the others in the giant chess game. Wherever the beginning was, that's where she wanted to be - with Ron. She continued
We were strangers On a crazy adventure
Ron cut in Never dreaming How are dreams would come true Then both
Now here we stand Unafraid of the future At the beginning with you
And life is a road and I want to keep going, Love is a river; I want to keep flowing Life is a road Now and forever wonderful journey
I'll be there when the world stops turning I'll be there when the storm is through In the end I want to be standing At the beginning With you
Knew there was somebody somewhere That made love in the dark
Both flushed bright red. Hermione really didn't remember singing this part with Lori, and yet, she knew the words.
Now I know my dream will live on I've been waiting so long Ron held her hand. Nothing's going to tear us apart.
Hermione felt as if Ron were promising her that
And life is a road and I want to keep going, Love is a river; I want to keep flowing Life is a road Now and forever Wonderful journey...
I'll be there when the world stops turning I'll be there when the storm is through In the end I want to be standing At the beginning With you
Life is a road and I want to keep going, Love is a river; I want to keep going on
Hermione sang alone
Starting out on our journey
And life is a road and I want to keep going, Love is a river; I want to keep flowing Life is a road Now and forever Wonderful journey...
In the end I want to be standing At the beginning With you
Hermione hummed softly and the piano died out.
Applause burst out everywhere and Hermione was suddenly conscious of the fact she had just sung in front of the entire school. Wanting desperately to escape Hermione rushed out to the audience and grabbed Lori. "You should be in bed; Madame Pomphrey will have a fit!"
Later that night Hermione watched the sleeping girl on her right. She couldn't remember why she had ever been jealous. Hermione had everything right now and it seemed Lori didn't have much. Her parents weren't together and she didn't have anyone to love her, or that she could love. She had a certain charm, but Lori wasn't as attractive as Hermione had first made her out to be. The ironic thing was that Lori had helped Ron and Hermione get together. Maybe Lori didn't know it but their entire love-relationship could always be traced back to her. When Hermione had come to stay at the Burrow she felt jealous of Lori because she was in his bed. That was when Hermione had first realized she might have some feelings for Ron.
It was Lori who had mentioned Uncle Ernesto's fear of heights that lead to Hermione's sleeping arrangements.
It was Lori who came upstairs when she heard them yelling and had made Hermione not want to tell Mrs. Weasley to help them escape.
It was Lori made Hermione think of other things until she could cool down when she was mad at Ron.
It was Lori who got sick last minute to leave Ron in her stead.
Hermione finally was sure that she loved Ron. She wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. Sneaking off to the boys' dormitory she saw the curtains pulled around Ron's bed. Quietly she moved the cloth that blocked him from view. She hadn't been sleeping as well without Ron by her side. Now she needed him more than ever because she knew how she felt. "Ron?" His eyes fluttered open like they do in the movies. Hermione crawled into the bed and leaned over him. He looked at her groggily, obviously not awake yet. 'Perfect' Hermione thought. She stared at his lips nervously she had never kissed a boy before and she felt dreadfully nervous. In movies and books it was a sweeping motion that brought the two together in tears. Even for a first kiss both would know what to do. Hermione didn't want to do anything she was unsure of. She liked to be perfect and all knowing. With a quick peck on his lips she laid her head on his chest and fell asleep. Ron, slightly delayed, woke fully then. It was to late; he'd have to do with a peck. Checking to see if the curtains were closed properly Ron went back to sleep. 'Finally,' he thought before drifting off. For Ron too could now get proper nights sleep.