Hermione's screaming and crying usually broke the silence of the night. It was always like this since that day. She sometimes slept in Harry's bed and sometimes she would lay down with Ron at night and just cry why he comforted her. He hated Harry for this. Hermione's grades were dropping and sometimes she was excused from class, but sometimes just seeing Harry's empty seat would make her get sick.
She always stood by him. She would kiss him, hoping for a response but would get nothing. It was like he was already dead, and she also felt the same. Like she died too. Ron would come by just to drag Hermione out of the hospital wing. She sat crying and praying to herself when she heard a familiar voice. It was Cho. She walked over and pulled the curtain to find Hermione there.
"Hermione...what are you doing here?" Cho was surprised to see her and Hemrione to see Cho.
"I am not allowed or something?" Hermione said that snappier than she wanted to and quickly apologized.
"I have been coming here everyday," she said pulling up a chair, "just praying and talking to him, thanking him..."
"For what? What has he done for you?"
"He brought back Cedric. And for that I am grateful." She wiped the tear that formed and looked to Hermione. "Do you love him?"
"I...I don't know...I never got the chance to sort that out...never got to tell him...when I did it was after an 'I think'. He'll never truly know."
"I told Cedric. And he told me. That's why I'm ok with everything...I did like Harry before Cedric.... and Harry never knew...but things are ok now...." A pause "He'll know you love him, Hermione. And you, too, will know." Cho leaned down and kissed Harry lightly. She hugged Hermione, wished her luck, and walked off. Hermione lifted Harry's hand and kissed it. All she wanted was a reaction. "I didn't need this, Harry. I can take care of myself..." She wiped her tears. She put her head on his chest and cried. "Who am I kidding..." she said quietly and walked away. She fell ill several times since then. Ron would come to visit her. One day he stayed only for a second.
"Hermione..."
"Get out.... now...."
"Please eat something, drink something...you'll kill yourself at this rate..."
"I said get out, Ron...now..."
"Hermione..." he brought the spoonful of soup to her mouth.
"GET OUT!!! GET OUT, GET OUT!!!!!"
"NO! I WILL NOT LEAVE YOU! I LOVE YOU, HERMIONE!!!" He looked at her. She looked back. He sighed and said "I love you" and headed out.
"No you don't," she whispered. He stopped and turned. "How can anyone love me? How can I love back?" she turned to him and screamed, "My heart belongs to Harry and in his death I will die to...so forget it and get out of my sight........... Just get the hell out..." Ron never heard her sound that way and say those things. He left and vowed never to come back until she was over Harry. And then he thought to himself. That would be never. He turned and looked at the door and he said he would come back when she was no longer sick. Never was too long for him to be without Hermione.
More to Come!!!!!!!!!
She always stood by him. She would kiss him, hoping for a response but would get nothing. It was like he was already dead, and she also felt the same. Like she died too. Ron would come by just to drag Hermione out of the hospital wing. She sat crying and praying to herself when she heard a familiar voice. It was Cho. She walked over and pulled the curtain to find Hermione there.
"Hermione...what are you doing here?" Cho was surprised to see her and Hemrione to see Cho.
"I am not allowed or something?" Hermione said that snappier than she wanted to and quickly apologized.
"I have been coming here everyday," she said pulling up a chair, "just praying and talking to him, thanking him..."
"For what? What has he done for you?"
"He brought back Cedric. And for that I am grateful." She wiped the tear that formed and looked to Hermione. "Do you love him?"
"I...I don't know...I never got the chance to sort that out...never got to tell him...when I did it was after an 'I think'. He'll never truly know."
"I told Cedric. And he told me. That's why I'm ok with everything...I did like Harry before Cedric.... and Harry never knew...but things are ok now...." A pause "He'll know you love him, Hermione. And you, too, will know." Cho leaned down and kissed Harry lightly. She hugged Hermione, wished her luck, and walked off. Hermione lifted Harry's hand and kissed it. All she wanted was a reaction. "I didn't need this, Harry. I can take care of myself..." She wiped her tears. She put her head on his chest and cried. "Who am I kidding..." she said quietly and walked away. She fell ill several times since then. Ron would come to visit her. One day he stayed only for a second.
"Hermione..."
"Get out.... now...."
"Please eat something, drink something...you'll kill yourself at this rate..."
"I said get out, Ron...now..."
"Hermione..." he brought the spoonful of soup to her mouth.
"GET OUT!!! GET OUT, GET OUT!!!!!"
"NO! I WILL NOT LEAVE YOU! I LOVE YOU, HERMIONE!!!" He looked at her. She looked back. He sighed and said "I love you" and headed out.
"No you don't," she whispered. He stopped and turned. "How can anyone love me? How can I love back?" she turned to him and screamed, "My heart belongs to Harry and in his death I will die to...so forget it and get out of my sight........... Just get the hell out..." Ron never heard her sound that way and say those things. He left and vowed never to come back until she was over Harry. And then he thought to himself. That would be never. He turned and looked at the door and he said he would come back when she was no longer sick. Never was too long for him to be without Hermione.
More to Come!!!!!!!!!