Chapter 15: Not enough.
Ron and Hermione ran straight at each and fell with a loud THUMP! They had had the same dream. They both didn't deny that it wasn't the best dream they ever ever had. Ron took this oppurtunity to jump to his feet and hold out a hand to help Hermione up. Hermione took it gratefully and got to her feet gingerly. She smiled her most sweetest smile at him. Ron felt the colour rising in his cheeks. He thought he must be bright red by now. Wow, he thought, that has got to be the most melting warm smile I have EVER seen....
"Uhhhhmmmm,...." Ron said, noticing he was still holding her hand, he didn't do anything to prevent this though. And by Hermione's face, Ron doubted she minded much either.
"Ron...a-a-about what I said earlier. About er-- loving you..." Hermione said lowly under her breath.
Ron cupped her chin with his free hand and gazed into her eyes. "'Mione...I love you...with more than all my heart but...with all my mind...and body and heart and...and...I'll always be there for you..."
Hermione blushed as she looked up at him. She turned away and looked down. "Ron...I have to tell you something. I-you can't love me..."
Ron looked confused. "Hermione...I can't control my brain...you know that. And besides...my heart has made up it's mind. Since 2nd year--" He stopped as she raised a hand to silence him.
"The reason you CAN'T love me..." Hermione said, looking up at him."Because I'm not going to hurt you....Not if you love me enough to last more than two years....or less...."
"Hermione what are you...?" Ron said slowly and confused-like.
"Ron! Please..." Hermione said slowly. "Don't make this harder than it already is.... I'm dying Ron.... The doctors say I have two years at the most. They said I can finish the last two years of my schooling before I...."
Ron shook his head. "You...can't. I-I love you. I can't love anyone else. We're meant for each other. YOU CAN'T DIE!" He screamed, slumping against a wall, crying lightly.
"Ron..." Hermione said, starting to cry silently herself. "Ron...please..." She said, getting on her knees in front of him and brushing trouselled red hair out of his face. "Please...don't cry..."
"Oh that's rich! Don't cry! The person I know I've loved for five years is dying of...what are you dying of?" Ron demanded as an after-thought.
"C-cancer..." Hermione said lowly, sitting down beside him and putting her head on his shoulder.
"You know I still love you...I don't care...I can't help it...." Ron said slowly, kissing her forehead.
"You do?!" Hermione squeaked, looking up at her Ron.
Ron nodded and pulled her into his chest. "And if that damned Krum--"
"Ron, Viktor..." Hermione said slowly.
"Vicky." He prompted.
She ignored him and continued. "Ron, Viktor Krum broke up with me. Because I had cancer. I told him first off. He seemed to think it was contagious and it would ruin him. I was so angry!"
"'Mione...that's because he's a bloody jerk." Ron said pulling her off his chest and into a kiss. Secretly thinking if he ever saw Krum near his precious Hermione again. If he ever saw Krum again. He would smash him to a bloody pulp.
Hermione and Ron kissed on that wall for a good five minutes. It was slow and soft,...yet very passionate. It's almost like they were meant for each other. But that couldn't be possible...or could it?
Ron pulled away. Hermione looked up at him despritely. Desprite for his passion...for his sweet words. But they never came. He stared at her. This was his first kiss. And it was amazing.
"Ron?" Hermione said slowly, prodding him gently on the chest.
"That...was amazing 'Mione..." Ron said slowly.
"Wait! That was your first kiss wasn't it?!" Hermione said excitivly.
Ron looked taken aback but nodded recluctantly. "Yeah...so?"
"Well...it wasn't mine. But it was better than my first." Hermione said, smiling.
Ron smiled back. "Vicky gave you your first kiss didn't he?"
Hermioen chose to ignore this little comment and hastily changed the subject. "Well...I need to get to bed...you know? It's four in the morning...." She said, standing up and brushing off her robes.
Ron stood and brushed his off too. "It WAS Vicky wasn't it?"
Hermione nodded some-what recluctantly. "I-I haven't been completely honest with you Ron..."
Ron looked at her, skeptically. "What didn't you tell me 'Mione?"
"Ron...Viktor...or...'Vicky' he...er..oh god this is embarrassing. He tried to rape me Ron. In the summer of our Fourth Year...."
Ron's mouth dropped open. "HE DID WHAT?!"
"Ron! Don't yell!" Hermione whispered frantically.
Ron nodded and lowered his voice. "He did what?!"
Hermione nodded. "You heard me..now please...go to bed..."
Ron smiled, thinking if he ever saw Krum again, Krum would be dead in less than 16 seconds.
Ron nodded and kissed Hermione lightly, turned on his heel and skipped up to his dormatory.
Hermione felt extremely light-headed and ditzy...like Parvati or Lavender. She rushed up to her dormatory and fell straight asleep. A dreamless sleep.
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The next morning, Ron woke early. Though it was Saturday. Ron jumped down the stairs happily, seeing his Team at the foot.
"Game today..." Ron said nervously, looking around at them. "Think we're ready?"
Harry grinned and nodded, shaking Ron's shoulder roughly. "We're ready Ron..."
Ron smiled gratefully, looking at the rest of the team who had settled back into corners, talking about the upcoming game.
"Harry...look I'm sorry...about...well everything and... --" Ron started but stopped when Harry raised a hand to silence him. Seems to happen alot to Ron, eh?
"Forget it." Harry said loudly, grinned.
Ron grinned nervously back.
"Harry...will you hate me if I go real quick? I have to talk to Hermione and--"
"She's in the Great Hall having Breakfast. You can still catch her." Harry said, his grin leaving. "Why?"
"Uhhhh... no reason..." Ron said quickly, heading for the common room, when Harry screamed at him. "You're hiding something from me!"
Ron turned around, grinned maliciously, turned around again and headed out the portrait hole and practically sprinted down to the Great Hall and ran straight into the Gryffindor Table and into Neville Longbottom.
"Sorry Neville!" Ron screamed as he saw Neville fall to the floor.
"It's fine Ron..." Neville gasped, rubbing his ribs and standing up.
Ron smiled and ran pass him and sat beside Hermione. "Hermione? Can I tell Harry what you told me last night...?"
Hermione looked up from her sausages and smiled strainedly at Ron and nodded. Ron noticed her forced smiled and furrowed his brow.
"'Mione? What's wrong." Ron said quickly, staring at her.
Hermione simply shook her head and started eating her sausages quickly. "Nothing's wrong! I'm fine."
"Uhhhh.... right...." Ron said, shaking his head. "You coming to the game right?"
"Uh, of course Ron. Wouldn't miss it!" Hermione said, setting down her fork and knife and standing up. "I have to go but...I'll be there." She kissed his cheek and ran off.
Ron stared at her, but nodded. Library..., Ron thought, laughing to himself.
Ron then got up, running straight into a revolted Draco Malfoy.
"That Mudblood's your girlfriend? Is Longbottom telling the truth? He saw you...kissing that Mudblood last night? Wait don't answer! I'm already sick for life! She kissed you're cheek! You're poisioned!" Malfoy drawled quickly, looking up the Gryffindor Table, disgusted.
Ron gritted his teeth and looked around. No Harry or Hermione to stop him. This was his chance. He raised his fist and slammed it against Malfoy's pale nose. Malfoy staggered backwards into Crabbe and Goyle. Ron noticed his two bodyguards and sprinted away before Crabbe and Goyle could get him. They were slow but muscular and Ron had long enough legs to sprint away before they could catch him. He ran up to the common room. "G-Godric!" He panted and it swung open. He ran inside straight into a sullen looking Harry.
"Ron? Neville just told me something--er-- 'interesting'..." Harry said expressionless.
"Ohhhh..."Ron said slowly. "I was just going to --er-- tell you but...since you already know I have to tell you something about Hermione..."
Harry furrowed his brow. "You made out with Hermione Granger? Our best friend? That's kind of...disturbing. What did you two do while I wasn't there this summer? While I was with Sirius?"
"Nothing! I swear! Well back...to the Hermione thing. She said I could tell you..." Ron said, very seriously.
"Uh...right..." Harry said quickly, slumping back into a chair.
"She...she..." Ron said, looking down, sitting across from Harry. "She's dying, Har..."
Harry sat there, sumbstruck, staring at the pale Ron. "How...?"
"Cancer." Ron said, quickly and angrily.
"Ron...oh, I'm so sorry..." Harry said slowly, looking around.
"It's not you're fault, Harry..." Ron said, standing up, walking over to a table and jotting something down quickly.
"Whatcha doin' Ron?" Harry said, walking over to him.
"Nothing!" He said quickly, hiding the parchment behind him.
"Uhhh...huhh...right"
"You'll make fun of me!" Ron said stubbornly.
"You're right."
Ron glared at Harry. Harry smiled back sarcastically.
"Game in ten minutes!" Dean shouted, coming into the common room angrily. "RON! HARRY! COME ONNNN!"
Ron and Harry got up quickly. Ron shoving the parchment into his Quidditich robe pocket, he grabbed Harry's old Firebolt, which Harry had given him for Christmas and slung it over his shoulder. Him and Harry sprinted down to the pitch, brooms over shoulders.
"I-I'm HERE!" Ron panted, gathering the team up in the locker room. "We're going to win. I can feel it. We're better than Slytherin any day! We're the best team yet, right?"
They all nodded nervously.
"Good!" Ron squeaked. "Come on...line up now..." He said, standing next to Harry in the front.
"GRYFFINDOR TEAM!" Neville's voice boomed across the crowd and they all mounted their brooms and flew out onto to field. "WEASLEY (Beater), POTTER (Seeker) , FINNIGAN (Beater), THOMAS (Keeper), CREEVEY (Chaser), CREEVEY (Chaser), ANDDDDDDD WEASLEY (Chaser)!"
They all got in their positions in the air on the field as Neville called. "SLYTHERIN! MALFOY (Seeker) , CRABBE (Beater), GOYLE (Beater) , ELLIS (Chaser) , PARKINSON (Chaser), BOEHNKE (Chaser), AND WATSON (Keeper)!" He said this with much less enthusiasm than the Gryffindors.
"Now remember when the Golden Snitch is worth 150 points to the team who catches it." Neville reminded the crowd. "Okay...the score and 0 to 0. And the Bludgers are up followed by the Golden Snitch. The Quaffle's up and the game begins!
"Slytherin in possesion! Ellis passes to Parkinson who Sc--misses! Great save by Thomas!" Neville screamed over the cheers. "Gryffindor in posession. Creevey...passes to Creevey who passes to Weasley who gets it pass Watson. GRYFFINDOR SCORES! Gryffindor leads 10 to 0."
Harry searched for the Snitch, high above the rest of the players. A bludger flew pass his right year, hit by Crabbe. Ron soared by and hit it hard with his bat. It flew back and hit Malfoy on the arm.
"AHHH! SHIT!" Malfoy screamed at Ron. "YOU BLOODY POOR IDIOT! WATCH WHERE YOUR SWINGING THAT THING!"
Ron looked over at Harry, but saw no one. Harry zoomed off on his Star Chaser 6000, after the Snitch. Harry heard "GRYFFINDOR SCORES! 40 to 0!" before he zoomed downwards, Malfoy on his tail.
"WATCH IT POTTER!" Malfoy screamed. Harry pulled out of the dive as Malfoy slammed into the ground with the force of a bullet. Harry laughed as he soared after the Snitch again.
"Come on..." He shouted to his broom. "Come on!"
His broom started to sputter, he flew off his broom, caught the Snitch in his left hand, and fell onto the ground, hitting one of the goal post.
"POTTER CATCHES THE SNITCH! GRYFFINDOR WINS! 200 to 10!" Neville shouted, running onto the field behind the Gryffindor crowd.
"HARRY THAT WAS SUPREME!" Hermione shouted hoarsely, holding a book with finger marks on her face where she had been clutching it in fear.
"BLOODY BRILLANT!" Ron screamed, patting Harry's back hard.
Harry, however, groaned as he got lifted into the air. "Leave me alone...c'mon you guys..." He somehow wrestled out of the students' grips and ran into the castle, bloody and dripped from head to foot in muck. Ginny, the chaser, chased after him, also covered in muck mud.
The Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff houses charged up to the castle, chatting happily. The Slytherins', however, sulked down into their dungeon common room sadly and angrily.
Hermione and Ron stayed out on the grounds.
"Hermione...I wrote you something...a long time ago..." Ron said, blushing furiously, as they sat out by the lake.
"You did? Oh...let me hear it...read it to me!" Hermione squeaked happily.
Ron cleared his throat and took a piece of parchment out of his pocket, reading it to her.
"There's nothing you can say There's nothing you can do There's nothing in between You know the truth
There's nothing left to face There's nothing left to lose No one can take your place
When they say I'm not that strong You're not that weak It's not your fault
And when you climb Up to your hill Up to your place I hope your well
There's nothing left to prove There's nothing I won't do There's nothing like the pain I feel for you
There's nothing left to hide There's nothing left to fear I am always... Here
When they say I'm not that strong You're not that weak It's not your fault
And when you climb Up to your hill Up to your place I hope your well
What you want What you lost What you had What is gone is over
What you got What you love What you need What you have isn't real
It's not enough It's not enough It's not enough I'm sorry
It's not enough It's not enough It's not enough It's not enough
When they say I'm not that strong You're not that weak It's not your fault
And when you climb Up to your hill Up to your place I hope your well
It's not enough No It's not enough It's not enough"
"Oh...Ron...that was beautiful..." Hermione said slowly.
"I'm not done...I have one more..." Ron said, wiping his eyes.
"How do you feel? How do you hate? How do you wake up with that smile that's on your face?
Out on the moon If I was an astraunaut Could I get back to you?
I'm out of my head I'm out of excuses So I'm staring up at you It's you It's you
I hold on I hold on And I can't let go
You don't know what I feel Hold on I hold on... And I sing my song And you don't know what I feel
Losing my heart Losing my pride I'd burn your intials in the sun if they would shine.
I need a fresh start I was in heaven until this world fell apart. Out on the run Out in the empty space Has all of this begun? I'll try... I'll try...
I hold on I hold on And I can't let go
And you don't what I feel Hold on I hold on And I sing my song And you don't know what I feel I hold on And I can't let go
Nothing seems to help And nothing seems to work Nothing is as beautiful I'm old enough to take all the blame for all the mistakes All the game and all the faces I'm bleeding by myself and I'm okay
Hold on I hold on And I can't let go You don't know what I feel I hold on.. And I sing my song And you don't know what I feel Hold on.. I can't let go And you don't know what I feel I hold on... You don't know what I feel...
Today's a reason for living Today's the blood from a stone Today's a light from a candle Helping us to find our way home
Today we carry each other Today the past is a freak Today's a time for forgiveness You were never far from my reach
I'm sorry I've can't lie I've wasted too much time To add it I've been blind But I've opened up my eyes Sorry I can't lie So I just say goodbye
Today's tasting the honey Today's a strike of the match Today's following the lines in the pavement Helping us to find our way back
Today's the crosses we carry Today's the strength that we need Today's that hand of an angel You weren't ever the kind to believe
I'm sorry I've can't lie I've wasted too much time To add it I've been blind But I've opened up my eyes Sorry I can't lie So I just say goodbye
Yeah
Today we carry each other Today we do what we should Today's a day for forgiving Today I wish I could!
I'm sorry I've can't lie I've wasted too much time To add it I've been blind But I've opened up my eyes Sorry I can't lie So I just say goodbye
No good bye, Goodbye...."
Hermione stared, dumbstruck.
"Well...?" Ron said eagerly. "What did you think?!"
Hermione smiled. "They were nice. I liked them alot. You're very poetic Ronald you know?"
"Really? You think so?" Ron said happily.
"Yes I do! They were beautiful." Hermione said, kissing his cheek. "I'm glad you wrote them for me."
"The last one was for Harry, though. The other two were for you though!" Ron said happily.
"Good...the last one was sort of depressing..." Hermione said quickly.
"Yeah...I wrote it when me and him weren't talking." Ron said slowly.
"You made up?! Good!" Hermione squeaked happily.
Ron nodded happily. "I'm glad too. It's weird...not talking to your best friend over something so stupid you know?"
"I'm not your best friend?" Hermione asked defensively.
"You're my best girl!" Ron said, kissing her cheek.
Hermione smiled, grabbed Ron's hand and stood up. Ron stood up and they made their way for the castle. They walked up to the portrait hole.
"Aggrandize." Ron said happily. The portrait hole swung open and Ron and Hermione walked in.
Ron layed down on the couch and thought it was 5:00 pm, he fell in a deep nap. Hermione curled up beside him, wrapping her arms around him and fell asleep on his chest.
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Ron and Hermione ran straight at each and fell with a loud THUMP! They had had the same dream. They both didn't deny that it wasn't the best dream they ever ever had. Ron took this oppurtunity to jump to his feet and hold out a hand to help Hermione up. Hermione took it gratefully and got to her feet gingerly. She smiled her most sweetest smile at him. Ron felt the colour rising in his cheeks. He thought he must be bright red by now. Wow, he thought, that has got to be the most melting warm smile I have EVER seen....
"Uhhhhmmmm,...." Ron said, noticing he was still holding her hand, he didn't do anything to prevent this though. And by Hermione's face, Ron doubted she minded much either.
"Ron...a-a-about what I said earlier. About er-- loving you..." Hermione said lowly under her breath.
Ron cupped her chin with his free hand and gazed into her eyes. "'Mione...I love you...with more than all my heart but...with all my mind...and body and heart and...and...I'll always be there for you..."
Hermione blushed as she looked up at him. She turned away and looked down. "Ron...I have to tell you something. I-you can't love me..."
Ron looked confused. "Hermione...I can't control my brain...you know that. And besides...my heart has made up it's mind. Since 2nd year--" He stopped as she raised a hand to silence him.
"The reason you CAN'T love me..." Hermione said, looking up at him."Because I'm not going to hurt you....Not if you love me enough to last more than two years....or less...."
"Hermione what are you...?" Ron said slowly and confused-like.
"Ron! Please..." Hermione said slowly. "Don't make this harder than it already is.... I'm dying Ron.... The doctors say I have two years at the most. They said I can finish the last two years of my schooling before I...."
Ron shook his head. "You...can't. I-I love you. I can't love anyone else. We're meant for each other. YOU CAN'T DIE!" He screamed, slumping against a wall, crying lightly.
"Ron..." Hermione said, starting to cry silently herself. "Ron...please..." She said, getting on her knees in front of him and brushing trouselled red hair out of his face. "Please...don't cry..."
"Oh that's rich! Don't cry! The person I know I've loved for five years is dying of...what are you dying of?" Ron demanded as an after-thought.
"C-cancer..." Hermione said lowly, sitting down beside him and putting her head on his shoulder.
"You know I still love you...I don't care...I can't help it...." Ron said slowly, kissing her forehead.
"You do?!" Hermione squeaked, looking up at her Ron.
Ron nodded and pulled her into his chest. "And if that damned Krum--"
"Ron, Viktor..." Hermione said slowly.
"Vicky." He prompted.
She ignored him and continued. "Ron, Viktor Krum broke up with me. Because I had cancer. I told him first off. He seemed to think it was contagious and it would ruin him. I was so angry!"
"'Mione...that's because he's a bloody jerk." Ron said pulling her off his chest and into a kiss. Secretly thinking if he ever saw Krum near his precious Hermione again. If he ever saw Krum again. He would smash him to a bloody pulp.
Hermione and Ron kissed on that wall for a good five minutes. It was slow and soft,...yet very passionate. It's almost like they were meant for each other. But that couldn't be possible...or could it?
Ron pulled away. Hermione looked up at him despritely. Desprite for his passion...for his sweet words. But they never came. He stared at her. This was his first kiss. And it was amazing.
"Ron?" Hermione said slowly, prodding him gently on the chest.
"That...was amazing 'Mione..." Ron said slowly.
"Wait! That was your first kiss wasn't it?!" Hermione said excitivly.
Ron looked taken aback but nodded recluctantly. "Yeah...so?"
"Well...it wasn't mine. But it was better than my first." Hermione said, smiling.
Ron smiled back. "Vicky gave you your first kiss didn't he?"
Hermioen chose to ignore this little comment and hastily changed the subject. "Well...I need to get to bed...you know? It's four in the morning...." She said, standing up and brushing off her robes.
Ron stood and brushed his off too. "It WAS Vicky wasn't it?"
Hermione nodded some-what recluctantly. "I-I haven't been completely honest with you Ron..."
Ron looked at her, skeptically. "What didn't you tell me 'Mione?"
"Ron...Viktor...or...'Vicky' he...er..oh god this is embarrassing. He tried to rape me Ron. In the summer of our Fourth Year...."
Ron's mouth dropped open. "HE DID WHAT?!"
"Ron! Don't yell!" Hermione whispered frantically.
Ron nodded and lowered his voice. "He did what?!"
Hermione nodded. "You heard me..now please...go to bed..."
Ron smiled, thinking if he ever saw Krum again, Krum would be dead in less than 16 seconds.
Ron nodded and kissed Hermione lightly, turned on his heel and skipped up to his dormatory.
Hermione felt extremely light-headed and ditzy...like Parvati or Lavender. She rushed up to her dormatory and fell straight asleep. A dreamless sleep.
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The next morning, Ron woke early. Though it was Saturday. Ron jumped down the stairs happily, seeing his Team at the foot.
"Game today..." Ron said nervously, looking around at them. "Think we're ready?"
Harry grinned and nodded, shaking Ron's shoulder roughly. "We're ready Ron..."
Ron smiled gratefully, looking at the rest of the team who had settled back into corners, talking about the upcoming game.
"Harry...look I'm sorry...about...well everything and... --" Ron started but stopped when Harry raised a hand to silence him. Seems to happen alot to Ron, eh?
"Forget it." Harry said loudly, grinned.
Ron grinned nervously back.
"Harry...will you hate me if I go real quick? I have to talk to Hermione and--"
"She's in the Great Hall having Breakfast. You can still catch her." Harry said, his grin leaving. "Why?"
"Uhhhh... no reason..." Ron said quickly, heading for the common room, when Harry screamed at him. "You're hiding something from me!"
Ron turned around, grinned maliciously, turned around again and headed out the portrait hole and practically sprinted down to the Great Hall and ran straight into the Gryffindor Table and into Neville Longbottom.
"Sorry Neville!" Ron screamed as he saw Neville fall to the floor.
"It's fine Ron..." Neville gasped, rubbing his ribs and standing up.
Ron smiled and ran pass him and sat beside Hermione. "Hermione? Can I tell Harry what you told me last night...?"
Hermione looked up from her sausages and smiled strainedly at Ron and nodded. Ron noticed her forced smiled and furrowed his brow.
"'Mione? What's wrong." Ron said quickly, staring at her.
Hermione simply shook her head and started eating her sausages quickly. "Nothing's wrong! I'm fine."
"Uhhhh.... right...." Ron said, shaking his head. "You coming to the game right?"
"Uh, of course Ron. Wouldn't miss it!" Hermione said, setting down her fork and knife and standing up. "I have to go but...I'll be there." She kissed his cheek and ran off.
Ron stared at her, but nodded. Library..., Ron thought, laughing to himself.
Ron then got up, running straight into a revolted Draco Malfoy.
"That Mudblood's your girlfriend? Is Longbottom telling the truth? He saw you...kissing that Mudblood last night? Wait don't answer! I'm already sick for life! She kissed you're cheek! You're poisioned!" Malfoy drawled quickly, looking up the Gryffindor Table, disgusted.
Ron gritted his teeth and looked around. No Harry or Hermione to stop him. This was his chance. He raised his fist and slammed it against Malfoy's pale nose. Malfoy staggered backwards into Crabbe and Goyle. Ron noticed his two bodyguards and sprinted away before Crabbe and Goyle could get him. They were slow but muscular and Ron had long enough legs to sprint away before they could catch him. He ran up to the common room. "G-Godric!" He panted and it swung open. He ran inside straight into a sullen looking Harry.
"Ron? Neville just told me something--er-- 'interesting'..." Harry said expressionless.
"Ohhhh..."Ron said slowly. "I was just going to --er-- tell you but...since you already know I have to tell you something about Hermione..."
Harry furrowed his brow. "You made out with Hermione Granger? Our best friend? That's kind of...disturbing. What did you two do while I wasn't there this summer? While I was with Sirius?"
"Nothing! I swear! Well back...to the Hermione thing. She said I could tell you..." Ron said, very seriously.
"Uh...right..." Harry said quickly, slumping back into a chair.
"She...she..." Ron said, looking down, sitting across from Harry. "She's dying, Har..."
Harry sat there, sumbstruck, staring at the pale Ron. "How...?"
"Cancer." Ron said, quickly and angrily.
"Ron...oh, I'm so sorry..." Harry said slowly, looking around.
"It's not you're fault, Harry..." Ron said, standing up, walking over to a table and jotting something down quickly.
"Whatcha doin' Ron?" Harry said, walking over to him.
"Nothing!" He said quickly, hiding the parchment behind him.
"Uhhh...huhh...right"
"You'll make fun of me!" Ron said stubbornly.
"You're right."
Ron glared at Harry. Harry smiled back sarcastically.
"Game in ten minutes!" Dean shouted, coming into the common room angrily. "RON! HARRY! COME ONNNN!"
Ron and Harry got up quickly. Ron shoving the parchment into his Quidditich robe pocket, he grabbed Harry's old Firebolt, which Harry had given him for Christmas and slung it over his shoulder. Him and Harry sprinted down to the pitch, brooms over shoulders.
"I-I'm HERE!" Ron panted, gathering the team up in the locker room. "We're going to win. I can feel it. We're better than Slytherin any day! We're the best team yet, right?"
They all nodded nervously.
"Good!" Ron squeaked. "Come on...line up now..." He said, standing next to Harry in the front.
"GRYFFINDOR TEAM!" Neville's voice boomed across the crowd and they all mounted their brooms and flew out onto to field. "WEASLEY (Beater), POTTER (Seeker) , FINNIGAN (Beater), THOMAS (Keeper), CREEVEY (Chaser), CREEVEY (Chaser), ANDDDDDDD WEASLEY (Chaser)!"
They all got in their positions in the air on the field as Neville called. "SLYTHERIN! MALFOY (Seeker) , CRABBE (Beater), GOYLE (Beater) , ELLIS (Chaser) , PARKINSON (Chaser), BOEHNKE (Chaser), AND WATSON (Keeper)!" He said this with much less enthusiasm than the Gryffindors.
"Now remember when the Golden Snitch is worth 150 points to the team who catches it." Neville reminded the crowd. "Okay...the score and 0 to 0. And the Bludgers are up followed by the Golden Snitch. The Quaffle's up and the game begins!
"Slytherin in possesion! Ellis passes to Parkinson who Sc--misses! Great save by Thomas!" Neville screamed over the cheers. "Gryffindor in posession. Creevey...passes to Creevey who passes to Weasley who gets it pass Watson. GRYFFINDOR SCORES! Gryffindor leads 10 to 0."
Harry searched for the Snitch, high above the rest of the players. A bludger flew pass his right year, hit by Crabbe. Ron soared by and hit it hard with his bat. It flew back and hit Malfoy on the arm.
"AHHH! SHIT!" Malfoy screamed at Ron. "YOU BLOODY POOR IDIOT! WATCH WHERE YOUR SWINGING THAT THING!"
Ron looked over at Harry, but saw no one. Harry zoomed off on his Star Chaser 6000, after the Snitch. Harry heard "GRYFFINDOR SCORES! 40 to 0!" before he zoomed downwards, Malfoy on his tail.
"WATCH IT POTTER!" Malfoy screamed. Harry pulled out of the dive as Malfoy slammed into the ground with the force of a bullet. Harry laughed as he soared after the Snitch again.
"Come on..." He shouted to his broom. "Come on!"
His broom started to sputter, he flew off his broom, caught the Snitch in his left hand, and fell onto the ground, hitting one of the goal post.
"POTTER CATCHES THE SNITCH! GRYFFINDOR WINS! 200 to 10!" Neville shouted, running onto the field behind the Gryffindor crowd.
"HARRY THAT WAS SUPREME!" Hermione shouted hoarsely, holding a book with finger marks on her face where she had been clutching it in fear.
"BLOODY BRILLANT!" Ron screamed, patting Harry's back hard.
Harry, however, groaned as he got lifted into the air. "Leave me alone...c'mon you guys..." He somehow wrestled out of the students' grips and ran into the castle, bloody and dripped from head to foot in muck. Ginny, the chaser, chased after him, also covered in muck mud.
The Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff houses charged up to the castle, chatting happily. The Slytherins', however, sulked down into their dungeon common room sadly and angrily.
Hermione and Ron stayed out on the grounds.
"Hermione...I wrote you something...a long time ago..." Ron said, blushing furiously, as they sat out by the lake.
"You did? Oh...let me hear it...read it to me!" Hermione squeaked happily.
Ron cleared his throat and took a piece of parchment out of his pocket, reading it to her.
"There's nothing you can say There's nothing you can do There's nothing in between You know the truth
There's nothing left to face There's nothing left to lose No one can take your place
When they say I'm not that strong You're not that weak It's not your fault
And when you climb Up to your hill Up to your place I hope your well
There's nothing left to prove There's nothing I won't do There's nothing like the pain I feel for you
There's nothing left to hide There's nothing left to fear I am always... Here
When they say I'm not that strong You're not that weak It's not your fault
And when you climb Up to your hill Up to your place I hope your well
What you want What you lost What you had What is gone is over
What you got What you love What you need What you have isn't real
It's not enough It's not enough It's not enough I'm sorry
It's not enough It's not enough It's not enough It's not enough
When they say I'm not that strong You're not that weak It's not your fault
And when you climb Up to your hill Up to your place I hope your well
It's not enough No It's not enough It's not enough"
"Oh...Ron...that was beautiful..." Hermione said slowly.
"I'm not done...I have one more..." Ron said, wiping his eyes.
"How do you feel? How do you hate? How do you wake up with that smile that's on your face?
Out on the moon If I was an astraunaut Could I get back to you?
I'm out of my head I'm out of excuses So I'm staring up at you It's you It's you
I hold on I hold on And I can't let go
You don't know what I feel Hold on I hold on... And I sing my song And you don't know what I feel
Losing my heart Losing my pride I'd burn your intials in the sun if they would shine.
I need a fresh start I was in heaven until this world fell apart. Out on the run Out in the empty space Has all of this begun? I'll try... I'll try...
I hold on I hold on And I can't let go
And you don't what I feel Hold on I hold on And I sing my song And you don't know what I feel I hold on And I can't let go
Nothing seems to help And nothing seems to work Nothing is as beautiful I'm old enough to take all the blame for all the mistakes All the game and all the faces I'm bleeding by myself and I'm okay
Hold on I hold on And I can't let go You don't know what I feel I hold on.. And I sing my song And you don't know what I feel Hold on.. I can't let go And you don't know what I feel I hold on... You don't know what I feel...
Today's a reason for living Today's the blood from a stone Today's a light from a candle Helping us to find our way home
Today we carry each other Today the past is a freak Today's a time for forgiveness You were never far from my reach
I'm sorry I've can't lie I've wasted too much time To add it I've been blind But I've opened up my eyes Sorry I can't lie So I just say goodbye
Today's tasting the honey Today's a strike of the match Today's following the lines in the pavement Helping us to find our way back
Today's the crosses we carry Today's the strength that we need Today's that hand of an angel You weren't ever the kind to believe
I'm sorry I've can't lie I've wasted too much time To add it I've been blind But I've opened up my eyes Sorry I can't lie So I just say goodbye
Yeah
Today we carry each other Today we do what we should Today's a day for forgiving Today I wish I could!
I'm sorry I've can't lie I've wasted too much time To add it I've been blind But I've opened up my eyes Sorry I can't lie So I just say goodbye
No good bye, Goodbye...."
Hermione stared, dumbstruck.
"Well...?" Ron said eagerly. "What did you think?!"
Hermione smiled. "They were nice. I liked them alot. You're very poetic Ronald you know?"
"Really? You think so?" Ron said happily.
"Yes I do! They were beautiful." Hermione said, kissing his cheek. "I'm glad you wrote them for me."
"The last one was for Harry, though. The other two were for you though!" Ron said happily.
"Good...the last one was sort of depressing..." Hermione said quickly.
"Yeah...I wrote it when me and him weren't talking." Ron said slowly.
"You made up?! Good!" Hermione squeaked happily.
Ron nodded happily. "I'm glad too. It's weird...not talking to your best friend over something so stupid you know?"
"I'm not your best friend?" Hermione asked defensively.
"You're my best girl!" Ron said, kissing her cheek.
Hermione smiled, grabbed Ron's hand and stood up. Ron stood up and they made their way for the castle. They walked up to the portrait hole.
"Aggrandize." Ron said happily. The portrait hole swung open and Ron and Hermione walked in.
Ron layed down on the couch and thought it was 5:00 pm, he fell in a deep nap. Hermione curled up beside him, wrapping her arms around him and fell asleep on his chest.
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It's so beautiful! *tear tear* Well those three songs were from Our Lady Peace...NOT ME! They were Not Enough; Sell My Soul and Sorry. So REVIEW! I spent 4 days typing this! I want more than 5 reviews! (WOW! I sound selfish) So please review! I think my story sucks! So please tell me if it does or not! YAY! Why are you reading this! REVIEW! (Heh!)- Liz