The Act of Being Vulnerable
So it was a little fluffy at the end. But it was cute. Now to the good stuff. Hehehe.
"Thanks a lot guys." She turned to her two best friends before they got to the door to the common room.
"It's the least we can do." Harry replied, looking into her sorrowful brown eyes. She bit her lip.
"Don't make me cry again . . ." she said as her eyes filled with tears. He leaned in and hugged her.
"You'll be fine. Just take it easy for a month or two."
"Yeah Herm, you're smart. You can easily make up the work you miss." Ron said gently. She smiled a little and wiped her tears off her face with a tissue. Ron smiled
"Well c'mon then." The entered the room and it got very quiet.
"Hello all," Harry said. It was still quiet. Hermione slowly smiled, very shakily at the crowd, and walked to sit on a couch, with Ron closely by her side.
"What? It's just us!" Harry exclaimed. "Get back to work!" The crowd turned away and their quiet chatter turned to full out talking.
"Is it true, Hermione?" Fred walked up to the trio on the big blue couch. Hermione sighed and pursed her lips, slowly nodding.
"How'd you hear about it?" Ron asked hastily.
"Things travel quickly." He replied, still looking at Hermione. "Can I have a word?" Fred put out his hand and Hermione took it, getting off the couch and raising her eyebrows to her two friends. Ron took this as a gesture to secretly follow them. The couple walked outside the room and into the large empty hallway. Ron stood outside the door, listening in.
"I'm really sorry, Hermione." He said, once they sat down. She sat against the wall, her knees to her chest. He sat closely to her, sideways, so he could see her face.
"There's nothing you could do." She finally replied, twisting her hair.
"I wish there was something I can do." He said, steadily getting closer to her. She was looking at her shoes.
"I don't think-" Her sentence was cut off when Fred put his lips to hers. She was startled, but he held the back of her head gently.
What am I doing?
She thought to herself.
Get him off me!
She opened her eyes wide, to see he was trying to move on top of her. She turned her face away, and he moved his lips to her neck. She yelped and started to move away. One of his arms was on the far side of her hip and the other one was around her back. She tried to push him off her, but was interrupted by someone bursting out the door.
"Ron!" She exclaimed, not out of surprise, but out of relief.
"Fred!" He yelled, in turn. Finally Hermione found her voice.
"Get off me!" It came out uneven and shaky.
"What are you doing?" Ron exclaimed, and Fred smiled smugly.
"Ron!" Hermione yelled again, roughly pushing his elder off her hip. She stood up and Ron took her in her arms. She was shaking and was nervous being this close to a Weasly again. Unwillingly tears started falling from her face.
"You made her cry!" Ron exclaimed, almost dropping Hermione to go at it with his brother.
"I, I'm sorry, Hermione." Fred stood up and walked towards them. She turned away.
"No, listen! I thought, I thought that . . ." He said as she began to escape.
"It doesn't matter what you think now!" Ron yelled. Then the large doors opened again to reveal Harry. Hermione broke through Ron's embrace and ran behind him.
"What's going on?" He asked, bewildered.
"Fred's trying to bloody rape Hermione!" Ron exclaimed, quickly walked towards his brother.
"I wasn't trying to," He was cut off yet again.
"Fred, please." Hermione's quiet voice pleaded. "Just go." Fred looked at her hurt face, to Ron's angry one, and to Harry's confused face.
"Fine. I'll just go. But I'm really sorry." He said softly.
"I'm bloody sure you're sorry! You should be!" Ron's loud voice echoed after his brother. Once it quieted, the only voice heard was Hermione's shaky sobs.
"Are you okay?" Ron asked her, reaching out to his best friend. She nodded and walked towards him. She didn't take a step before he took her in his arms and assured her it was going to be all right.
"I'm fine, really, Ron, I am." She finally said, moving away from her best friend, and new protector.
"Are you sure? As soon as I get my hands on him, I'll . . ." He began, his face getting red. Hermione gave him a look. He breathed in deeply and brushed some stray hairs out of her eyes.
"You'll be okay." He said, looking at her.
"I know. Thank you." Hermione said quietly as she leaned back into Ron. He apprehensively wrapped his arms around her, hoping that's what she wanted, and he could feel her relax. He closed his eyes, savoring the moment, but jolted awake when Harry cleared his throat loudly.
"Well, let's just get inside, shall we?" Ron said, moving from behind Hermione to beside her and mischievously taking her hand.
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So it was a little fluffy at the end. But it was cute. Now to the good stuff. Hehehe.
"Thanks a lot guys." She turned to her two best friends before they got to the door to the common room.
"It's the least we can do." Harry replied, looking into her sorrowful brown eyes. She bit her lip.
"Don't make me cry again . . ." she said as her eyes filled with tears. He leaned in and hugged her.
"You'll be fine. Just take it easy for a month or two."
"Yeah Herm, you're smart. You can easily make up the work you miss." Ron said gently. She smiled a little and wiped her tears off her face with a tissue. Ron smiled
"Well c'mon then." The entered the room and it got very quiet.
"Hello all," Harry said. It was still quiet. Hermione slowly smiled, very shakily at the crowd, and walked to sit on a couch, with Ron closely by her side.
"What? It's just us!" Harry exclaimed. "Get back to work!" The crowd turned away and their quiet chatter turned to full out talking.
"Is it true, Hermione?" Fred walked up to the trio on the big blue couch. Hermione sighed and pursed her lips, slowly nodding.
"How'd you hear about it?" Ron asked hastily.
"Things travel quickly." He replied, still looking at Hermione. "Can I have a word?" Fred put out his hand and Hermione took it, getting off the couch and raising her eyebrows to her two friends. Ron took this as a gesture to secretly follow them. The couple walked outside the room and into the large empty hallway. Ron stood outside the door, listening in.
"I'm really sorry, Hermione." He said, once they sat down. She sat against the wall, her knees to her chest. He sat closely to her, sideways, so he could see her face.
"There's nothing you could do." She finally replied, twisting her hair.
"I wish there was something I can do." He said, steadily getting closer to her. She was looking at her shoes.
"I don't think-" Her sentence was cut off when Fred put his lips to hers. She was startled, but he held the back of her head gently.
What am I doing?
She thought to herself.
Get him off me!
She opened her eyes wide, to see he was trying to move on top of her. She turned her face away, and he moved his lips to her neck. She yelped and started to move away. One of his arms was on the far side of her hip and the other one was around her back. She tried to push him off her, but was interrupted by someone bursting out the door.
"Ron!" She exclaimed, not out of surprise, but out of relief.
"Fred!" He yelled, in turn. Finally Hermione found her voice.
"Get off me!" It came out uneven and shaky.
"What are you doing?" Ron exclaimed, and Fred smiled smugly.
"Ron!" Hermione yelled again, roughly pushing his elder off her hip. She stood up and Ron took her in her arms. She was shaking and was nervous being this close to a Weasly again. Unwillingly tears started falling from her face.
"You made her cry!" Ron exclaimed, almost dropping Hermione to go at it with his brother.
"I, I'm sorry, Hermione." Fred stood up and walked towards them. She turned away.
"No, listen! I thought, I thought that . . ." He said as she began to escape.
"It doesn't matter what you think now!" Ron yelled. Then the large doors opened again to reveal Harry. Hermione broke through Ron's embrace and ran behind him.
"What's going on?" He asked, bewildered.
"Fred's trying to bloody rape Hermione!" Ron exclaimed, quickly walked towards his brother.
"I wasn't trying to," He was cut off yet again.
"Fred, please." Hermione's quiet voice pleaded. "Just go." Fred looked at her hurt face, to Ron's angry one, and to Harry's confused face.
"Fine. I'll just go. But I'm really sorry." He said softly.
"I'm bloody sure you're sorry! You should be!" Ron's loud voice echoed after his brother. Once it quieted, the only voice heard was Hermione's shaky sobs.
"Are you okay?" Ron asked her, reaching out to his best friend. She nodded and walked towards him. She didn't take a step before he took her in his arms and assured her it was going to be all right.
"I'm fine, really, Ron, I am." She finally said, moving away from her best friend, and new protector.
"Are you sure? As soon as I get my hands on him, I'll . . ." He began, his face getting red. Hermione gave him a look. He breathed in deeply and brushed some stray hairs out of her eyes.
"You'll be okay." He said, looking at her.
"I know. Thank you." Hermione said quietly as she leaned back into Ron. He apprehensively wrapped his arms around her, hoping that's what she wanted, and he could feel her relax. He closed his eyes, savoring the moment, but jolted awake when Harry cleared his throat loudly.
"Well, let's just get inside, shall we?" Ron said, moving from behind Hermione to beside her and mischievously taking her hand.
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