Why
Me ?
Chapter 4 : Not an Easy Day
By : J.Fo and littlebit
'I have cancer.' Ron looked at me, his mouth hanging open. After a few minutes he recovered.
'Yeah.....but Madam Pomfrey can fix it. I mean, she fixes everything.....' he trailed off, waiting for me to speak. My eyes filled with tears and so did Ron's.
'No, no,' he said, shaking his head, the tears slipping down his face. He pulled me towards him and I hugged him tightly.
'I love you. You know that don't you?,' I asked his shoulder.
'Don't-don't do this now..'
I saw Malfoy walk down the corridor, and out of sight.
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Ron and I talked. And cried.
Why ? I'm young, I'm in love, what did I do wrong ? Maybe my parents did want me to join them.....but wouldn't they want me to be happy ? Yes, I miss them, more than anything. And yes, I want to see them. But..... I want to live. I want to feel everything there is to be felt. I want to live my life the way a 17 year old should.
Ron said that I had to tell Harry. I told him that I didn't want to, I didn't want him to have to go through this too.
Ron looked at me with this strange, loving, sad look in his eyes. 'Hermione, he's your friend. He's practically your brother. He has every right to know. He NEEDS to know. Just like I did.'
I nodded. This was not an easy day. We walked back to the common room and started searching for him. We found him in a corner, making out with a blonde.
We walked up to him, and Ron tapped his back. Harry looked up annoyed. 'Yes ?,' he asked, looking like he was ready to kill us. Ron squeezed my hand. 'Could we talk to you for a minute Harry ?'
He grumbled and got up. 'So what do you think ?' he said once out of the blonde's earshot.
'What ?'
'The blonde,' Harry said. 'Are you blind or what Ron ? She's really hot. Now say what you gotta say, so I can get back to her.....' he trailed off, looking past me, at the blonde.
'Um....'I didn't really know where to start.
'Harry ! Eye contact with us !' Ron waved his hand in front of Harry's face. He snapped back and smiled. 'Yeah, well, that's great, sure.' He said and walked back to the blonde.
Ron sighed. 'I'm sorry, Hermione. Maybe later when Harry's...... not so occupied.'
'Yeah, I suppose so.' In a way I was relieved that I hadn't had to tell Harry just yet, but I also wanted to tell him and get it over with.
Ron and I went up to my room, and laid in each other's arms.
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In the morning we went downstairs, expecting Harry to be sitting in a chair, waiting for us to come to breakfast with him. He wasn't there.
We didn't see him at all that day. He didn't show up for any classes (we lied for him, saying that he was sick), and he wasn't at lunch or dinner.
Ron had gone to see if Harry was in his room, and I went to the Hospital Wing. Ron had wanted to go with me, but I said no, it was something I needed to do myself.
I walked there and knocked on Madam Pomfrey's door. It opened, and Dumbledore stood looking at me. The twinkle was gone from his eyes. 'Hermione, won't you come in?'
I nodded and went over to one of the chairs. 'So...' I said, not really knowing what to say.
'You have cancer.' He sat down at Madam Pomfrey's desk and looked at me from his half moon shaped glasses. Looking into his crystal clear blue eyes, I felt as though nothing was wrong, this was a normal school day, I was a normal, healthy girl, and I was just talking to Dumbledore as Head Girl, nothing more, carefree and happy.
I nodded. I smiled sadly. He did too. 'Is there anyone you want to contact? Any other relatives?' He knew all about my parent's death. He knew everything.
I shook my head. 'Just Ron's family. I guess I'll owl them.'
It was his turn to shake his head. 'No, I've found that it's better to tell family in person.' How had he known that I thought of them as family? When my parents died, Molly and Arthur had me stay with them, and the summers and Christmases after. 'I've made the arrangements,' he continued ,'for you and Ron to go to them. If it's alright with you, you'll leave tonight.'
'What about school?' I asked.
'It'll be ok if you miss a few days. So just go find Ron, and pack.' He handed me my medicine. 'Madam Pomfrey is waiting outside. She'll give you a shot so you won't grow weaker while you're gone. I'll meet you by the Entrance doors in an hour.'
I nodded, got my shot, and walked to the dormitory.
'Still no sign of Harry. How are you feeling?' Ron asked when I came into the common room.
I explained about Dumbledore and the trip. Ron left to go get ready, and I packed my things.
I finished with time to spare and sat down on my bed and sighed. The shot that Madam Pomfrey gave me was to make sure I wouldn't grow weaker in the next few days, but I felt extremely tired. After awhile I started to feel better and walked downstairs. Ron was waiting. 'I left a note for Harry. I didn't tell him,' he said quickly, seeing the look on my face. He grabbed my bag, and we walked downstairs.
As we got settled on the Knight Bus, it started raining. I leaned my head against the cold window, and Ron left me alone in my thoughts.
J.Fo + littlebit's Note: review, please!! And thanx to the 14 people that have already reviewed.
Chapter 4 : Not an Easy Day
By : J.Fo and littlebit
'I have cancer.' Ron looked at me, his mouth hanging open. After a few minutes he recovered.
'Yeah.....but Madam Pomfrey can fix it. I mean, she fixes everything.....' he trailed off, waiting for me to speak. My eyes filled with tears and so did Ron's.
'No, no,' he said, shaking his head, the tears slipping down his face. He pulled me towards him and I hugged him tightly.
'I love you. You know that don't you?,' I asked his shoulder.
'Don't-don't do this now..'
I saw Malfoy walk down the corridor, and out of sight.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Ron and I talked. And cried.
Why ? I'm young, I'm in love, what did I do wrong ? Maybe my parents did want me to join them.....but wouldn't they want me to be happy ? Yes, I miss them, more than anything. And yes, I want to see them. But..... I want to live. I want to feel everything there is to be felt. I want to live my life the way a 17 year old should.
Ron said that I had to tell Harry. I told him that I didn't want to, I didn't want him to have to go through this too.
Ron looked at me with this strange, loving, sad look in his eyes. 'Hermione, he's your friend. He's practically your brother. He has every right to know. He NEEDS to know. Just like I did.'
I nodded. This was not an easy day. We walked back to the common room and started searching for him. We found him in a corner, making out with a blonde.
We walked up to him, and Ron tapped his back. Harry looked up annoyed. 'Yes ?,' he asked, looking like he was ready to kill us. Ron squeezed my hand. 'Could we talk to you for a minute Harry ?'
He grumbled and got up. 'So what do you think ?' he said once out of the blonde's earshot.
'What ?'
'The blonde,' Harry said. 'Are you blind or what Ron ? She's really hot. Now say what you gotta say, so I can get back to her.....' he trailed off, looking past me, at the blonde.
'Um....'I didn't really know where to start.
'Harry ! Eye contact with us !' Ron waved his hand in front of Harry's face. He snapped back and smiled. 'Yeah, well, that's great, sure.' He said and walked back to the blonde.
Ron sighed. 'I'm sorry, Hermione. Maybe later when Harry's...... not so occupied.'
'Yeah, I suppose so.' In a way I was relieved that I hadn't had to tell Harry just yet, but I also wanted to tell him and get it over with.
Ron and I went up to my room, and laid in each other's arms.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
In the morning we went downstairs, expecting Harry to be sitting in a chair, waiting for us to come to breakfast with him. He wasn't there.
We didn't see him at all that day. He didn't show up for any classes (we lied for him, saying that he was sick), and he wasn't at lunch or dinner.
Ron had gone to see if Harry was in his room, and I went to the Hospital Wing. Ron had wanted to go with me, but I said no, it was something I needed to do myself.
I walked there and knocked on Madam Pomfrey's door. It opened, and Dumbledore stood looking at me. The twinkle was gone from his eyes. 'Hermione, won't you come in?'
I nodded and went over to one of the chairs. 'So...' I said, not really knowing what to say.
'You have cancer.' He sat down at Madam Pomfrey's desk and looked at me from his half moon shaped glasses. Looking into his crystal clear blue eyes, I felt as though nothing was wrong, this was a normal school day, I was a normal, healthy girl, and I was just talking to Dumbledore as Head Girl, nothing more, carefree and happy.
I nodded. I smiled sadly. He did too. 'Is there anyone you want to contact? Any other relatives?' He knew all about my parent's death. He knew everything.
I shook my head. 'Just Ron's family. I guess I'll owl them.'
It was his turn to shake his head. 'No, I've found that it's better to tell family in person.' How had he known that I thought of them as family? When my parents died, Molly and Arthur had me stay with them, and the summers and Christmases after. 'I've made the arrangements,' he continued ,'for you and Ron to go to them. If it's alright with you, you'll leave tonight.'
'What about school?' I asked.
'It'll be ok if you miss a few days. So just go find Ron, and pack.' He handed me my medicine. 'Madam Pomfrey is waiting outside. She'll give you a shot so you won't grow weaker while you're gone. I'll meet you by the Entrance doors in an hour.'
I nodded, got my shot, and walked to the dormitory.
'Still no sign of Harry. How are you feeling?' Ron asked when I came into the common room.
I explained about Dumbledore and the trip. Ron left to go get ready, and I packed my things.
I finished with time to spare and sat down on my bed and sighed. The shot that Madam Pomfrey gave me was to make sure I wouldn't grow weaker in the next few days, but I felt extremely tired. After awhile I started to feel better and walked downstairs. Ron was waiting. 'I left a note for Harry. I didn't tell him,' he said quickly, seeing the look on my face. He grabbed my bag, and we walked downstairs.
As we got settled on the Knight Bus, it started raining. I leaned my head against the cold window, and Ron left me alone in my thoughts.
J.Fo + littlebit's Note: review, please!! And thanx to the 14 people that have already reviewed.