Title: Scarred
Author: RedWitch
Rated: PG-13
Pairing: Hermione/Ron
Summary: All that bad stuff has Hermione's thinking up so crazy stuff. She believes her life was meant to be destroyed. Can no one, even the man who loves her more than anything save her?
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns all this. I'm just a crazy person playing with the characters!
Feedback: PLEASE! Pretty please! With a cherry on top!
Email: red_witch56@hotmail.com
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Part Nine
It was really over. Those words ran though Ron's mind. Hermione hadn't talked to him since the big fight. It would forever be in his mind as the day her really screwed up. How could he have been so hurtful? When Hermione was ready she would have told him. It was just he wanted to bad to make everything bad in her life go away.
Ron walked down to the Great Hall. Hermione was sitting alone. His eyes wandered to Harry, who was at the Ravenclaw table. With Cho. Apparently they had gotten together. Ron was kind of hurt that Harry had never told him, but he had bigger things to worry about, like how to win Hermione back.
"Hello," Ron mumbled as he sat down.
"Ron," Hermione acknowledged.
"Listen I just was to-"
Hermione cut him off, "If you were really sorry you never would have done that."
"Hermione," It was no longer 'Herm', "I'm not sorry for caring for you. I'm not sorry for wanting to know everything about your life. I'm not sorry that I want to make everything bad in your life disappeared, even thought I know I can't. But I am sorry for making you believe you could not trust me."
"I don't know who to trust. So many people have. . ." Hermione trailed off, "You don't want to know."
"Yes, yes I do. I want to know all there is about the loving, caring, smart, beautiful, and in ever way perfect Hermione Granger."
"Then you know everything about PERFECT Hermione Granger," Hermione snapped. "Ron, if there is anything I'm not, it's perfect. But I wish I were."
"Don't you see? Everything about you is perfect to me. You're perfect because you aren't."
"Ron, you don't know everything." Hermione said sadly before getting up.
Hermione walked down the dark Hogwarts hall ways. It was Saturday and after her conversation with Ron she felt like being alone. Only problem was she always felt alone. No one was ever there for her. Even Ron now. How could she have been so foolish as to trust him? People were put in her life to hurt her. Why couldn't he have been happy with what they had had?
"Why did I love him?" Hermione asked herself.
Maybe things were never meant to be. Maybe she was to be miserable for the rest of her life. Ya, that was it. Misery was hers.
"Everything was supposes to be different at Hogwarts," She told herself, "I was supposes to be perfect. And no know would know about Hermione Granger, the screw up from the all girls catholic school in London, England. The girl who couldn't follow rules, write with her proper hand, or remember her prays. That girl was supposes to be dead! Why is she back?"
Hermione continued to walk. She hadn't noticed Ron following her for she was so wrapped up in her past. But at this point nothing seemed to matter, even her life. Hermione had now made up her mind. She didn't have Ron, she couldn't forget muggle Hermione, and she couldn't get rid of the ugly red lines on her back. She couldn't become the perfect witch she was given the chance to be. It would be better this way.
Ron frowned as Hermione continued to walk. He tried his hardest to follow without a sound. Even though she didn't seem to notice. He strained to hear what she was saying, but only caught mumbles. Something was wrong, and he would find out. He had to help her.
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A/N- OoOoOoOoOoO and the tension builds! Oh God, I'm getting jitters just thinking about how to continue. But all shall not fear. There is no way in hell I'd kill Hermione! She's too great.
Author: RedWitch
Rated: PG-13
Pairing: Hermione/Ron
Summary: All that bad stuff has Hermione's thinking up so crazy stuff. She believes her life was meant to be destroyed. Can no one, even the man who loves her more than anything save her?
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns all this. I'm just a crazy person playing with the characters!
Feedback: PLEASE! Pretty please! With a cherry on top!
Email: red_witch56@hotmail.com
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Part Nine
It was really over. Those words ran though Ron's mind. Hermione hadn't talked to him since the big fight. It would forever be in his mind as the day her really screwed up. How could he have been so hurtful? When Hermione was ready she would have told him. It was just he wanted to bad to make everything bad in her life go away.
Ron walked down to the Great Hall. Hermione was sitting alone. His eyes wandered to Harry, who was at the Ravenclaw table. With Cho. Apparently they had gotten together. Ron was kind of hurt that Harry had never told him, but he had bigger things to worry about, like how to win Hermione back.
"Hello," Ron mumbled as he sat down.
"Ron," Hermione acknowledged.
"Listen I just was to-"
Hermione cut him off, "If you were really sorry you never would have done that."
"Hermione," It was no longer 'Herm', "I'm not sorry for caring for you. I'm not sorry for wanting to know everything about your life. I'm not sorry that I want to make everything bad in your life disappeared, even thought I know I can't. But I am sorry for making you believe you could not trust me."
"I don't know who to trust. So many people have. . ." Hermione trailed off, "You don't want to know."
"Yes, yes I do. I want to know all there is about the loving, caring, smart, beautiful, and in ever way perfect Hermione Granger."
"Then you know everything about PERFECT Hermione Granger," Hermione snapped. "Ron, if there is anything I'm not, it's perfect. But I wish I were."
"Don't you see? Everything about you is perfect to me. You're perfect because you aren't."
"Ron, you don't know everything." Hermione said sadly before getting up.
Hermione walked down the dark Hogwarts hall ways. It was Saturday and after her conversation with Ron she felt like being alone. Only problem was she always felt alone. No one was ever there for her. Even Ron now. How could she have been so foolish as to trust him? People were put in her life to hurt her. Why couldn't he have been happy with what they had had?
"Why did I love him?" Hermione asked herself.
Maybe things were never meant to be. Maybe she was to be miserable for the rest of her life. Ya, that was it. Misery was hers.
"Everything was supposes to be different at Hogwarts," She told herself, "I was supposes to be perfect. And no know would know about Hermione Granger, the screw up from the all girls catholic school in London, England. The girl who couldn't follow rules, write with her proper hand, or remember her prays. That girl was supposes to be dead! Why is she back?"
Hermione continued to walk. She hadn't noticed Ron following her for she was so wrapped up in her past. But at this point nothing seemed to matter, even her life. Hermione had now made up her mind. She didn't have Ron, she couldn't forget muggle Hermione, and she couldn't get rid of the ugly red lines on her back. She couldn't become the perfect witch she was given the chance to be. It would be better this way.
Ron frowned as Hermione continued to walk. He tried his hardest to follow without a sound. Even though she didn't seem to notice. He strained to hear what she was saying, but only caught mumbles. Something was wrong, and he would find out. He had to help her.
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A/N- OoOoOoOoOoO and the tension builds! Oh God, I'm getting jitters just thinking about how to continue. But all shall not fear. There is no way in hell I'd kill Hermione! She's too great.