Disclaimer: The song I used is called Sky Blue and Black and it's by Jackson Browne it is my favorite song in the entire world so please no flames on this chapter about the song. If you don't like the lyrics (though I wonder how anyone could not like them) just find some way to listen to the song cause it is sooo beautiful. I mean I listen to it and wish a guy would sing it to me. My ex didn't sing it to me so I booted him. JK! That's not why, haha. I'm mean. Anyway, some of the lyrics in the song a wizard wouldn't know about like example "whispering and the sighing of my tires in the rain" but if you think back to earlier chapters Ron found a poem by Hermione. So she wrote it (in my world even though it is sooo Jackson Brownes). Okay that was my tangent sorry! Anyway thanks for the help ya'll! Here's chapter fifteen I hope you like it.
Chapter 15
Ron placed his hands on his keyboard, all he had to do was play the song through without any mistakes before he played it for Hermione. Though he wasn't sure how he could take it when she was listening. He looked at a CD player that was in the room he was in. Songs were on those CD's all he had to do was figure out how to get his song onto the thing and give it to Hermione.
"Hey 'Mione!" Ron yelled.
Hermione entered Ron's room moments later, "I'm not your servant, if you want to talk to my like a civilized person come find me."
Ron grinned, "But this way was so much easier."
Hermione put her hands on her hips, clearly not amused.
Ron bit his lip, "How do I make a call to Harry?"
"You mean using the phone?"
"Yeah. I need to talk to him."
"Well you'll see him tomorrow-"
"Tomorrow's too late."
Hermione thought for a minute, "Okay, don't yell into the phone this time."
"A guy makes one mistake…"
"Come on," Hermione said leading Ron down the stairs to the living room. She picked up the phone and dialed Harry's number. There was a pause, "Hi… Harry? I can't believe you answered the phone… oh really? How long are they gone for?… That's nice to have some time to yourself… I'm fine, how are you?… Well that's good. Anyway Ron wanted to talk to you so here he is." Hermione handed the phone to Ron.
Ron put it by his ear and walked back up to his room, "Hey, Harry."
"If it isn't the lady killer himself."
"Oh can it. I need your help."
He could almost hear Harry smirk, "Do you? With?"
"I need to put my song I wrote on a CD or a… um…"
"A cassette?"
"Sure."
Harry laughed, "Why do you want to record a song?"
Ron groaned, and looked around, "I can't say here. Can I go over to your house and uh… record the song?"
"I guess so. I have some old tapes and I can use Dudley's tape player," Harry said sounding apprehensive, "But you have to get over here fast because the Dursley's will be home in two hours."
"Okay I'll be there soon… Hey do you have a piano?"
"Yeah Aunt Petunia plays why-?"
"Okay great. I'm going to need that."
"I'll talk to you later-"
"Yeah bye," Ron quickly pressed the off button and threw the phone on the bed. He gathered up the papers of his music and his pouch of floo powder and ran down the stairs, "I'll be back in a couple hours," he called, putting a pinch of floo power in the fireplace.
Hermione ran out of the kitchen holding Faith in her arms, "What? Where are you going?"
"Harry's. See you."
"But who will help-" Within the next instant Ron was gone. Hermione frowned and put her free hand on her hip, "Men."
Faith smiled and tugged on Hermione's hair.
"Hey! Ow! Okay, okay, I'll get your bottle."
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"Harry, thanks a lot for helping me out like this."
"It's not a problem, so why did you have to record that song?"
Ron shrugged and sat down, "Hermione heard me writing it and she wanted to hear it." Ron laughed, "I guess I'm too much of a coward to sing it for her."
Harry nodded, "So you and Hermione…"
"Yeah … and you and Ginny."
Harry sat down in chair by the fireplace, "We should have seen it coming."
"Just don't do anything to my sister," Ron said good naturedly, "No acting lovey dovey at school this year."
Harry laughed, "Same goes for you and Hermione."
Ron shook his head, "She'll be too busy studying and testing and bossing everyone around. We probably won't do anything together except get into some trouble or another, like every other year."
Harry cocked an eyebrow at his friend, "Are you kidding me?"
"Why? What do you mean?"
"I'll bet Hermione will give up an evening of studying or two to spend time with you."
"What'll you give me if she doesn't?"
"My condolences."
Ron thought about that and stood up, "Either way I've got to go. I'll see you tomorrow at Diagon Alley."
"Sure thing. Tell me if Hermione likes that song."
Ron laughed, "I might."
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Ron stepped out of the fireplace and looked around before walking up to Hermione's room. He knocked on the door.
Hermione opened it moments later and scowled, "What?"
"Hey, I just was at Harry's working on-"
"Ron, you can't just leave like that."
Ron lifted his shoulders apologetically, "Well Harry was the only one who could help me and I needed to get this done before I left your house."
Hermione's expression softened, "I could have helped you."
"Actually you couldn't, but anyway, this is yours," he pulled out a cassette from his pocket. He had tied Hermione's poem onto the case, "I changed some of the words and added a few things, but it's mostly your writing. I'm going to go pack for tomorrow."
Hermione shut her door as Ron left and looked at the tape in her hand. She looked at Crookshanks and Faith who were both sitting on a blanket on the floor, "Want me to play this?"
Faith cooed and Crookshanks twitched his tail.
"Alright then."
She inserted the tape into the deck and pressed play. After a loud click and Harry and Ron's laughter a beautiful piano began to play. Hermione quickly sat down and took Faith into her arms. Faith stopped gurgling when she heard Ron's voice.
"In the calling out to one another
Of the lovers up and down the strand
In the sound of the waves and the cries
Of the seagulls circling the sand
In the fragments of the songs
Carried down the wind from some radio
In the murmuring of the city in the distance
Ominous and low
I hear the sound of the world where we played
And the far too simple beauty
Of the promises we made
If you ever need holding
Call my name, I'll be there
If you ever need holding
And no holding back, I'll see you through
Sky blue and black"
Hermione sighed, her words had been changed slightly but Ron did know how to fit lyrics to the tune and build bridges and choruses. She looked at Faith who was sitting attentively, looking for the source of the voice. She smiled and hugged the child, "He's brilliant isn't he?"
"Where the touch of the lover ends
And the soul of the friend begins
There's a need to be separate and a need to be one
And a struggle neither wins
Where you gave me the world I was in
And a place I could make a stand
I could never see how you doubted me
When I'd let go of your hand
Yeah, and I was much younger then
And I must have thought that I would know
If things were going to end
And the heavens were rolling
Like a wheel on a track
And our sky was unfolding
And it'll never fold back
Sky blue and black
And I'd have fought the world for you
If I thought that you wanted me to
Or put aside what was true or untrue
If I'd known that's what you needed
What you needed me to do
But the moment has passed by me now
To have put away my pride
And just come through for you somehow…"
Hermione now knowing the tune began to hum along with it singing small verses she knew.
"If you ever need holding
Call my name, I'll be there
If you ever need holding
And no holding back, I'll see you through
You're the color of the sky
Reflected in each store-front window pane
You're the whispering and the sighing
Of my tires in the rain
You're the hidden cost and the thing that's lost
In everything I do
Yeah and I'll never stop looking for you
In the sunlight and the shadows
And the faces on the avenue
That's the way love is
That's the way love is
That's the way love is
Sky blue and black"
(AN: You really need to listen to this song)
Hermione blinked and sighed, "Wow…"
There was a knock on her door, "Hey, 'Mione, have you seen the bottoms of my pants, I zipped them off and I-"
Hermione swung open the door and threw her arms around his neck kissing him full on the lips.
Ron backed away in shock, "Um… okay… so… uh, you like the song?"
She smiled at him before hugging him tightly, "I love it."
"Really?"
"Almost as much as I love you."
Ron cocked his head, "Wow, you must really hate it then."
Hermione smacked him playfully, "No! Don't be silly! I'll treasure it forever."
Ron blushed, "Wicked… Well anyway," he said modestly trying to change the subject, "Have you seen the bottoms of my pants or not? Cause I am trying to pack…"
Hermione frowned, "Ron! You really know how to ruin the moment!"
"There was a moment?"
"Ron!"
"Only kidding, geeze… but really I do need my pants…"
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Sorry it was short but I found a way to
throw it together. Yeah I know it really sucks but I really love the song so
you have to love it, too. JK! I'm just gonna make the next chapter the huge
one. So this one was a mini. I'll let ya'll go, hope you're not too disappointed.
~*~Lenny~*~
