"My Heart Will Go On" Chapter 20: Problem Solved...Or Partly?
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Hermione spent the next couple of days thinking about what Ron said to her. She finally realized that having the idea of using Ron was low. 'At least he's my friend again,' she thought later on that night. She had still been avoiding Dean, but she was soon tired of not being with him; it was killing her. She soon started talking to all of her friends again, since before she only talked to Harry & Ginny. No one else knew that she & Ron were friends again except for Harry & Ginny; they were once again the trio, with the addition of Ginny. Ron didn't care that his baby sister & Harry were going out anymore; he had faced the facts & let it go. Actually, Ron told them that he had a crush on Padma, & had asked her to the ball. Surprisingly, she said yes, so Ron was a happy man. Hermione only wished she was happy again.
All the time that was left until the ball, guys had been asking her to the ball, even Crabbe & Goyle! Thinking about those two turned her thoughts to where Malfoy hadn't bothered them all year, except on the train though. Other than that, he hadn't said a word to them all year. She figured maybe he had a heart after all. Walking through the halls to the grounds outside, Hermione bumped into a certain person with dark hair & dark eyes. "H-hey Dean," she stuttered, getting up & trying to run away from Dean, but he grabbed her arm before she could scurry off. "Hermione?" he asked. "Yeah?" "Can we talk?" She just shrugged, & he lead her outside, to the tree by the lake, the same spot where she & Ron became friends again. They sat down, a little distance between their selves. That's when Dean started to talk.
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Dean spent the days after that night thinking about what he witnessed. He was shocked that Ron pushed her away; he thought that he liked her. Hermione kept avoiding him, but he caught her giving him sidelong glances a lot. It looked as she, Ron, & Harry were all friends again; it didn't surprise him. She needed her friends, & he still had his. Still, he was feeling lost without her with him; it was killing him, slowing & painfully. He wondered if she felt the same way. Dean also found out that now Neville & Parvati were going out, since Parvati's boyfriend from Beaubaxtons dumped her a week ago, saying that he found "others" where he was. He felt left out, seeing that Seamus & Lavender, & Neville & Parvati happy couples.
One day, Dean was walking down the halls, heading towards the grounds to do some work & think about Hermione. All the sudden, he bumped into someone with long brown hair & chocolate brown eyes: Hermione. "H-hey Dean," she stuttered, getting up & trying to run away from him...again. He quickly grabbed her arm before she scurried off again. "Hermione?" he asked. "Yeah?" "Can we talk?" She just shrugged, & he lead her outside, to the tree by the lake, where he saw her & Ron only a few nights again. They sat down, a little distance between their selves. That's when he started to talk.
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"Hermione, I'm tired of being avoided by you," he started off, sounding a little to harsh. She shuddered as he kept going. "I want to be your friend again, at least, but I want to find out why you've been avoiding me." Hermione pondered the thought of telling him what happened. She still didn't think she wasn't ready, but something in her told her to tell him what happened. "I had a dream," she whispered. "What?" he asked her curiously. She took a breath, & began again. "I had a dream that Voldemort was attacking us, &...I was killed. I caused all of you so much pain...especially you. In the dream, you blamed yourself for not being able to save me..." Suddenly, she started crying. Dean put an arm on her shoulder, but she shrugged it off. "Hermione, what's wrong?" "Now you'll run from me...I know it." "No I won't Hermione." She didn't believe him. She was happy that she finally told him, but something in her heart told her that it wasn't the right time to love him again. "Look, I told you what happened Dean, but I'm not ready to go back to the way things were yet. I just need sometime...alone." She then ran off, leaving a stunned Dean left with his thoughts. When she ran into her room, she shut the door & cried. "Damnit! Why did I have to go do that! He loves me & I love him & I run! Ugh! I can't stand myself sometimes!" She spent the rest of the afternoon in her room, crying about how stupid she was.
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Dean felt that all of this was his fault. 'At least she told me about her dream,' he thought glumly to himself as he entered the prefect common room. As she went into his room, he heard Hermione crying. A tear slid down his face as he locked his door. He spent the rest of the afternoon, & well into night, sulking into the gloom & thinking on how to prove himself to Hermione again.
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Hermione spent the next couple of days thinking about what Ron said to her. She finally realized that having the idea of using Ron was low. 'At least he's my friend again,' she thought later on that night. She had still been avoiding Dean, but she was soon tired of not being with him; it was killing her. She soon started talking to all of her friends again, since before she only talked to Harry & Ginny. No one else knew that she & Ron were friends again except for Harry & Ginny; they were once again the trio, with the addition of Ginny. Ron didn't care that his baby sister & Harry were going out anymore; he had faced the facts & let it go. Actually, Ron told them that he had a crush on Padma, & had asked her to the ball. Surprisingly, she said yes, so Ron was a happy man. Hermione only wished she was happy again.
All the time that was left until the ball, guys had been asking her to the ball, even Crabbe & Goyle! Thinking about those two turned her thoughts to where Malfoy hadn't bothered them all year, except on the train though. Other than that, he hadn't said a word to them all year. She figured maybe he had a heart after all. Walking through the halls to the grounds outside, Hermione bumped into a certain person with dark hair & dark eyes. "H-hey Dean," she stuttered, getting up & trying to run away from Dean, but he grabbed her arm before she could scurry off. "Hermione?" he asked. "Yeah?" "Can we talk?" She just shrugged, & he lead her outside, to the tree by the lake, the same spot where she & Ron became friends again. They sat down, a little distance between their selves. That's when Dean started to talk.
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Dean spent the days after that night thinking about what he witnessed. He was shocked that Ron pushed her away; he thought that he liked her. Hermione kept avoiding him, but he caught her giving him sidelong glances a lot. It looked as she, Ron, & Harry were all friends again; it didn't surprise him. She needed her friends, & he still had his. Still, he was feeling lost without her with him; it was killing him, slowing & painfully. He wondered if she felt the same way. Dean also found out that now Neville & Parvati were going out, since Parvati's boyfriend from Beaubaxtons dumped her a week ago, saying that he found "others" where he was. He felt left out, seeing that Seamus & Lavender, & Neville & Parvati happy couples.
One day, Dean was walking down the halls, heading towards the grounds to do some work & think about Hermione. All the sudden, he bumped into someone with long brown hair & chocolate brown eyes: Hermione. "H-hey Dean," she stuttered, getting up & trying to run away from him...again. He quickly grabbed her arm before she scurried off again. "Hermione?" he asked. "Yeah?" "Can we talk?" She just shrugged, & he lead her outside, to the tree by the lake, where he saw her & Ron only a few nights again. They sat down, a little distance between their selves. That's when he started to talk.
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"Hermione, I'm tired of being avoided by you," he started off, sounding a little to harsh. She shuddered as he kept going. "I want to be your friend again, at least, but I want to find out why you've been avoiding me." Hermione pondered the thought of telling him what happened. She still didn't think she wasn't ready, but something in her told her to tell him what happened. "I had a dream," she whispered. "What?" he asked her curiously. She took a breath, & began again. "I had a dream that Voldemort was attacking us, &...I was killed. I caused all of you so much pain...especially you. In the dream, you blamed yourself for not being able to save me..." Suddenly, she started crying. Dean put an arm on her shoulder, but she shrugged it off. "Hermione, what's wrong?" "Now you'll run from me...I know it." "No I won't Hermione." She didn't believe him. She was happy that she finally told him, but something in her heart told her that it wasn't the right time to love him again. "Look, I told you what happened Dean, but I'm not ready to go back to the way things were yet. I just need sometime...alone." She then ran off, leaving a stunned Dean left with his thoughts. When she ran into her room, she shut the door & cried. "Damnit! Why did I have to go do that! He loves me & I love him & I run! Ugh! I can't stand myself sometimes!" She spent the rest of the afternoon in her room, crying about how stupid she was.
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Dean felt that all of this was his fault. 'At least she told me about her dream,' he thought glumly to himself as he entered the prefect common room. As she went into his room, he heard Hermione crying. A tear slid down his face as he locked his door. He spent the rest of the afternoon, & well into night, sulking into the gloom & thinking on how to prove himself to Hermione again.