"It's Hopeless"

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Chapter Six: Hermionie's Promise

Hermionie opened the door to her dormitory ran in and slammed it behind her; she didn't want to be disturbed. She ran straight to her bed and fell onto it crying. 'What do I do know!? He could never love me! Ugly, bushy haired, bookworm, know-it-all, Hermionie Granger! It's Hopeless!' she thought as she sobbed into her pillow. All she could think about was her predicament; she didn't even notice the door opening.

"Hermionie are you okay? You just ran up." Ron stopped as soon as he saw that she was crying. He starred for a minute, than walked quickly to her side. "Are you okay? What is it? Did someone do something to you, cause if they did so help me I'll."

"Go away!" she snapped through her tears. She was mad at him, she didn't know why. Well, she did know why, cause he could never love her, but that wasn't his fault she told herself.

"Did I do something, cause if I did I don't know what it is, so you might as well tell me, so I can say I'm sorry and make you feel better." said Ron, almost comforting. He felt bad, he just didn't know why. He didn't think he did anything, but he could be dense sometimes. He hated seeing her like this. Hermionie didn't cry very often, she was a strong person, which was something he liked in her.

Hermionie didn't know what to tell him. She couldn't tell him the truth, that she was feeling bad for herself. "I.I.I'm sorry! I didn't mean to snap at you like that. It's not anything you did." She had trouble getting this out.

"Then what is it? You can talk to me" With this, Hermionie thought he was being very sweet.

"Where's Harry?" was all she could bring herself to say. She wondered why Ron had come up without their other best friend.

'Did all she care about was where Harry was? Did she like him, that way?' thought Ron, he wanted to scream at the thought of it, he wouldn't know what to do if he had to watch Hermionie and Harry together. 'Why did she just care where he was! Hadn't Ron been the one to come up and see if she was okay, didn't that count for something?'

"Oh, he just stayed down there. I thought you might want someone to talk to, he thought you might want to be alone." he said, looking very sad.

"What's the matter Ron?" she sensed the sadness in his voice.

"Why are you asking me what's the matter, I came up here to see if you where okay, but if you just keep wanting to change the subject, never mind! I'll just go down stairs and tell Harry to come up, shall I?"

Hermionie didn't know what to say. He was mad at her, cause she wanted to know where Harry was? She just wanted to know why Ron seemed concerned and Harry didn't. She thought it was sweet he cared about how she was, but she reminded herself, the problem was, he may care for her, but not the way she wanted him to. "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings Ron, I just thought maybe something was wrong with him or something." she didn't know what else to say.

"I didn't mean to snap, I don't know why I did it" he lied. "I'll just go if you don't want to talk" at this he turned to go, but.

"Wait! I just have been having a lot going on with school and everything" she was now talking very quickly. "I have been just taking on more than I could handle is all, and it finally hit me."

"Oh! Listen I'm sorry I snapped. I just wanted to help is all, you're my friend and I thought it was my duty to help as yours.

'He called himself her's. If only!' she thought.

"Are you okay now?" he asked.

"Yeah, thanks Ron!"

"Don't mention it! Well, I'll leave you alone now if you want. Maybe you should get some sleep." At this he turned to leave.

"Wait! Ron.could.could I.could I maybe have a hug? My mum always used to hug me, to make me feel better when I was upset, and it always helped!" after saying this Hermionie started to mentally yell at herself 'Where did that come from? Why did you say that, he'll just laugh at you, you stupid little.'

"OH! Sure!" He thought he maybe said this too quickly. He just didn't know what to else to say. He wanted to hug her for sure, but he didn't really trust himself. He didn't know what would happen, he didn't know if everything he thought and felt would come spilling out of his mouth if he got too close. But she wanted a hug, and who was he to deny the women he loved from one, even if it was risky. Besides, he really wanted to give her one.

Hermionie's eyes got big as he sat down on her bed beside her. He put his arms around her gently pulling her into a hug. Ron held her there for a few minutes, lightly rubbing her back. She didn't want this moment to end. He didn't want to let her go, but he had to, or it would look suspicious. He slowly pulled away, keeping his hands on her shoulders, he said "Did.um.did that help?", he could barley get the words to come out.

"A little!" she lied, it seemed to help quite a bit.

Ron got up to leave, he didn't know what else to do.

Hermionie didn't want him to leave; in fact, it was the last thing in the world she wanted. Her courage, the very thing that put her in Gryffindor rather than Ravenclaw, showed up out of nowhere, it seemed normally not to ably when it came to Ron, but now, here it was. "Ron! Could you just hold me a little longer, maybe till I fall to sleep? My mum used to do that when I was upset! It always made me feel better and I.I really have been having a bad time of it lately." She didn't know where they came from, but the words came, and she found herself not caring. If he laughed at her, so what! Wouldn't be the first time he made fun of her, he always called a know-it-all after all. She could take a little laugh.

Ron stopped dead in his tracks. He had two choices. One, to tell her as nicely as he could that he had to leave, that way he wouldn't say anything stupid, or two, stay and hold her, lying there with her till she fell asleep. It was the easiest choice he ever made. He turned around and walked slowly to her bed. "Okay, but if I fall asleep too, you better not let me get into trouble alone." he didn't know how he could tease her at a time like this. "Lay down on your side."

She did as she was told, and he laid himself behind her, her head was resting on his arm and his other arm lye curled over her, holding her tight. She was in heaven, and as for him, he didn't know how he could ever make himself leave.

At that moment Hermionie promised herself to make him fall in love with her, if it was the last thing she ever did. A new plan now forming in her head, she would make herself pretty, if that was the kind of girls he liked, she would act more little Lavender or Parvati or even Fluer, if that was what he wanted.

Little didn't Hermionie know, he was now holding the very thing he wanted.

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