Chapter something?
Thanks to Ron
I suddenly was flung out of the Weasley's fireplace. Realizing that it was
still very late at night, I made sure not to make any noise. I really
hoped that this would be all right with the Weasley's, but at the moment
all I could think about was the fact that I had gotten away from Krum. I
grabbed my trunk and crept up the crooked stairs to Ron's room. I didn't
know how Ron would feel about me coming into his room at this hour of the
night, and waking him up, but I had no choice.
I made it up to the familiar door that was Ron's. I opened it slowly, and saw Ron sleeping peacefully in his bed. I had to note on the fact that he looked so cute when he slept.
"Ron?" I whispered. "Ron?" I shook his shoulder.
He slowly turned over; "Huh?" he said rubbing his eyes. He looked at me. He again rubbed his eyes, and widened his eyes to double check it was really me, "Hermione?"
"It's me," I said, and looking at the expression on his face I added, "I had no where else to go."
He sat up and looked at me. He looked so funny because his hair was sticking up on one side. "What are you doing here?" He said trying to flatten his hair.
"Something happened," I said, almost thinking that me being here was ridiculous, but I felt so much better now that I knew I was okay at the Weasley's with Ron. I looked down, and I felt tears start to well up in my eyes, I had to keep it under control.
"Hermione, are you alright?" I knew he knew the answer was no. I also knew that he wanted me to start explaining, but I was embarrassed. I had never really shared anything so private with Ron, and for some reason I felt a bit awkward. "Hermione," he said, pulling up my chin to look at him, "Tell me what happened."
I took a deep breath, reliving what happened would be torture, but I knew I had to start explaining soon. "Victor asked me to come and stay with him over the summer. I thought this would be a great idea, I liked Victor and I thought it would be a nice get away. About a week after I arrived at his home, after having to beg my parents to let me go, we sat outside on the hammock. It was peacful, but then Krum started to..." I took a deep breath again, I hated thinking about it, and I didn't want to go on. "When Krum began to force me..." and then out of no where I broke down and cried.
Ron put his arms around me and held me tightly. I had never hugged Ron like this, and once I was in the hug all I could do was cry harder. He rubbed and pat my back, and not in an awkward way, but in a kind way I had never felt Ron do. I heard him slowly whispering, "It's okay, it's okay." We broke apart and I looked into his eyes, "Oh Ron, it was awful," I said, and then looked down at the ground, almost ashamed that I was crying.
"Victor Krum," he said, and I saw his fists clench tightly. "I knew I didn't like him. All that matters though is that you got away, nothing can happen to you here." He smiled at me.
"Thank you so much, Ron. I needed this. I know this must have been really weird for you have me just show up like this," I said, looking down again. "I didn't know what else to do."
"Don't worry about it, I'm glad you're here instead of there.with him," I had never heard Ron like this before, something was different, and I liked it. "You can sleep in here tonight."
I smiled, it felt good to really smile, "Thanks again Ron." I wiped the tears out my eyes, and moved so that Ron could get out of bed.
He got up and went over to his closet and got out a blanket and a pillow. He laid them out on the floor, and then he got in them.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Well I didn't expect you to sleep on the floor," Ron said. He snuggled down into the blankets on the floor.
"No Ron, get up, I'll sleep on the floor," I said, I didn't want him to be on the floor. "I'm the one who bothered you in the middle of the night."
He turned over and looked at me, "Excuse me Hermione, can you please keep it down, I'm TRYING to sleep here," he said. I laughed, and still in my pajamas from Krum's house, I climbed into his bed. It was warm, comfortable, and inviting. It didn't take me long to fall asleep.thanks to Ron I felt a lot better.
I made it up to the familiar door that was Ron's. I opened it slowly, and saw Ron sleeping peacefully in his bed. I had to note on the fact that he looked so cute when he slept.
"Ron?" I whispered. "Ron?" I shook his shoulder.
He slowly turned over; "Huh?" he said rubbing his eyes. He looked at me. He again rubbed his eyes, and widened his eyes to double check it was really me, "Hermione?"
"It's me," I said, and looking at the expression on his face I added, "I had no where else to go."
He sat up and looked at me. He looked so funny because his hair was sticking up on one side. "What are you doing here?" He said trying to flatten his hair.
"Something happened," I said, almost thinking that me being here was ridiculous, but I felt so much better now that I knew I was okay at the Weasley's with Ron. I looked down, and I felt tears start to well up in my eyes, I had to keep it under control.
"Hermione, are you alright?" I knew he knew the answer was no. I also knew that he wanted me to start explaining, but I was embarrassed. I had never really shared anything so private with Ron, and for some reason I felt a bit awkward. "Hermione," he said, pulling up my chin to look at him, "Tell me what happened."
I took a deep breath, reliving what happened would be torture, but I knew I had to start explaining soon. "Victor asked me to come and stay with him over the summer. I thought this would be a great idea, I liked Victor and I thought it would be a nice get away. About a week after I arrived at his home, after having to beg my parents to let me go, we sat outside on the hammock. It was peacful, but then Krum started to..." I took a deep breath again, I hated thinking about it, and I didn't want to go on. "When Krum began to force me..." and then out of no where I broke down and cried.
Ron put his arms around me and held me tightly. I had never hugged Ron like this, and once I was in the hug all I could do was cry harder. He rubbed and pat my back, and not in an awkward way, but in a kind way I had never felt Ron do. I heard him slowly whispering, "It's okay, it's okay." We broke apart and I looked into his eyes, "Oh Ron, it was awful," I said, and then looked down at the ground, almost ashamed that I was crying.
"Victor Krum," he said, and I saw his fists clench tightly. "I knew I didn't like him. All that matters though is that you got away, nothing can happen to you here." He smiled at me.
"Thank you so much, Ron. I needed this. I know this must have been really weird for you have me just show up like this," I said, looking down again. "I didn't know what else to do."
"Don't worry about it, I'm glad you're here instead of there.with him," I had never heard Ron like this before, something was different, and I liked it. "You can sleep in here tonight."
I smiled, it felt good to really smile, "Thanks again Ron." I wiped the tears out my eyes, and moved so that Ron could get out of bed.
He got up and went over to his closet and got out a blanket and a pillow. He laid them out on the floor, and then he got in them.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Well I didn't expect you to sleep on the floor," Ron said. He snuggled down into the blankets on the floor.
"No Ron, get up, I'll sleep on the floor," I said, I didn't want him to be on the floor. "I'm the one who bothered you in the middle of the night."
He turned over and looked at me, "Excuse me Hermione, can you please keep it down, I'm TRYING to sleep here," he said. I laughed, and still in my pajamas from Krum's house, I climbed into his bed. It was warm, comfortable, and inviting. It didn't take me long to fall asleep.thanks to Ron I felt a lot better.