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poster and a few DVDs and books. And soon, I will own the 5th book.(3
DAYS!!!) And yet...I don't own Harry Potter. J. K. Rowling does. Also, "You
Don't See Me" from Josie and the Pussycats.
Chapter 7: Healing the Blind
Everyone in the common room was busy. Some students were doing homework, other playing games or talking Quidditch techniques. Hermione sat in a gloomy daze. It was five in the afternoon and she still hadn't slept. She was sitting in the big, comfy chair near the fire staring at Ron and Harry, who were involved in a game of Wizard Chess at a table across the room. She was in a fit of depression that she couldn't seem to read herself out of and was lost as for what to do. She had lost her best friend and the man she loved all in one day. If I'm so brilliant, she wondered, why can't I fix this?
Lavender and Parvati were sitting together on the couch facing Hermione. Every once in a while, they would whisper in each others ear and glance at Hermione with worried expressions on their faces. Hermione was holding a book in her hands, but had not even looked at it in twenty minutes.
"Hermione..." Lavender started, "We're sorry. We didn't know it would have the opposite effect of what you wanted."
"Yes!" Parvati exclaimed, "We can do much better this time around!"
Hermione's eyes snapped to their faces. "I'm not going to pretend to be someone else anymore. There isn't going to be another time. I thank you both for trying...it wasn't your fault, what happened." Hermione focused her eyes back on Ron. "It was mine."
Hermione studied Ron's face and noticed he looked as unhappy as she did. She found the corners of her mouth tugging down and she sank even lower into the armchair. Hermione was momentarily distracted by the sight of Ginny rushing toward her holding something large and black. It was her guitar.
"Hermione." Ginny sat on her knees next to the chair and smiled, "Cheer up. There is something you can do to feel better." After she had Hermione's full attention, Ginny gave her a serious look and said, "Confess. Tell Ron you love him. I know you do Hermione, and it's the only chance you have left of saving anything." Ginny frowned as Hermione shook her head.
"I can't, Ginny. He told me last night that he feels nothing for me, and I couldn't take it if he said it again. He doesn't love me."
Ginny laughed. "Hermione, are you really so blind as that? Come now, girl! Haven't you seen the way he looks at you? He DOES care. I know it." Ginny pushed Hermione's hair out of her face. "Tell him."
"How?" Hermione threw up her hands. "Just waltz over there and say, 'Oh, beautiful day, isn't it Ron? By the way, I'm in love with you and I want to be with you the rest of my life! I say, is Harry winning? Well, I've got to go' and walk away?"
Ginny shook her head. "Be yourself." She lifted the lid of Hermione's guitar case and lifted a large acoustic out. She put the guitar in Hermione's hands and smiled. "You said that music is something that YOU are good at, something that is a part of you. You can't see through something true. Sing for him. Sing him one of your songs."
Hermione looked stunned and just when Ginny thought she would protest, she smiled. "All right, Ginny. It couldn't possibly get worse, could it?" Hermione proceeded to tune her guitar, earning many interesting looks from her fellow Gryffindors. As she finished, she looked at Ron and took a deep breath, closing her eyes. She began to strum her guitar.
At first, no one really paid attention to what Hermione was doing, but after a few moments, the common room was silent. Hermione played through the first couple of measures and began to sing.
"This the place where I sit. This is the part when I love you too much. Is this as hard as it gets? Because I'm getting tired of pretending I'm tough. I'm here if you want me. I'm yours. You can hold me. I'm empty and aching and tumbling and breaking
Cause you don't see me...and you don't need me. And you don't love me the way I wish you would. The way I know you could"
Hermione opened her eyes and looked right at Ron. He had turned around in his seat and was now staring at her in confusion.
"I dream a world where you understand that I dream a million sleepless nights. Well, I dream of fire when you're touching my hand, but it twists into smoke when I turn on the lights. I'm speechless and faded. It's too complicated. Is this how the book ends? Nothing but good friends?
Cause you don't see me...and you don't need me. And you don't love me the way I wish you would."
Hermione got to her feet and started walking. While she strummed, she kept her eyes trained on Ron. He was looking at her with awe and apprehension in his eyes. She stopped right before him and sang to him with all the feeling in her being.
"This is the place in my heart. This is the place where I'm falling apart. Isn't this just where we met? And is this the last chance that I'll ever get? I wish I was lonely instead of just only crystal and see-through and not enough to you.
Cause you don't see me...and you don't need me. And you don't love me the way I wish you would. Cause you don't see me...and you don't need me. And you don't love me the way I wish you would. The way I know you could..."
As the whole of Gryffindor house erupted into cheers, Hermione stood firmly in place, staring intently at Ron. Oh please, her mind begged, oh please feel the same.
Ron continued to stare at her, a mix of emotions on his face. She couldn't read what he was feeling. She was so scared she could feel her hands shaking, but she continued to stand her ground, trying to tell Ron without words or music that she was being honest and true. She could feel tears behind her eyes, but she held them back with all her might. Ron's lips finally parted, but it was a few moments before he spoke.
"'Mione" he spoke gently, taking her small hand in his. He stood and looked down on her. "I see you. You are the only person I truly see." Ron's mouth opened and closed a few times before he swallowed hard and whispered, "I do love you." He slipped his fingers into her curly hair and tilted her head back, lowering his lips to hers. Hermione shifted her guitar to her back before wrapping her arms around Ron's neck in happiness. Oh my gosh, she thought, he DOES love me! He loves me for ME! She held on to him as tight as she could, melting into him as he deepened the kiss. When he finally pulled away, he touched his forehead to hers and whispered, "I'm sorry for what I said, 'Mione. You're the least boring person I know. I can't believe you pulled all of this to be with me." Hermione gave him a bemused smile as she said, "I must love you Ron. What other girl would let Seamus Finnigan touch her when she's rather be pressed up against you?" Ron chuckled before capturing her lips in another sensual kiss, moving his hands to her bottom and pulling her up against him. Neither could hear the explosive cheers from their fellow house students. They were too wrapped up in loving to see anyone else but each other.
*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`* `~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`* A/N: And...you know it...Ron and Hermione live Happily Ever After!!! :oD Well, I certainly hope you liked my first fan fic...not sure if I'm going to write more. Guess it depends on how this one goes. :)
Chapter 7: Healing the Blind
Everyone in the common room was busy. Some students were doing homework, other playing games or talking Quidditch techniques. Hermione sat in a gloomy daze. It was five in the afternoon and she still hadn't slept. She was sitting in the big, comfy chair near the fire staring at Ron and Harry, who were involved in a game of Wizard Chess at a table across the room. She was in a fit of depression that she couldn't seem to read herself out of and was lost as for what to do. She had lost her best friend and the man she loved all in one day. If I'm so brilliant, she wondered, why can't I fix this?
Lavender and Parvati were sitting together on the couch facing Hermione. Every once in a while, they would whisper in each others ear and glance at Hermione with worried expressions on their faces. Hermione was holding a book in her hands, but had not even looked at it in twenty minutes.
"Hermione..." Lavender started, "We're sorry. We didn't know it would have the opposite effect of what you wanted."
"Yes!" Parvati exclaimed, "We can do much better this time around!"
Hermione's eyes snapped to their faces. "I'm not going to pretend to be someone else anymore. There isn't going to be another time. I thank you both for trying...it wasn't your fault, what happened." Hermione focused her eyes back on Ron. "It was mine."
Hermione studied Ron's face and noticed he looked as unhappy as she did. She found the corners of her mouth tugging down and she sank even lower into the armchair. Hermione was momentarily distracted by the sight of Ginny rushing toward her holding something large and black. It was her guitar.
"Hermione." Ginny sat on her knees next to the chair and smiled, "Cheer up. There is something you can do to feel better." After she had Hermione's full attention, Ginny gave her a serious look and said, "Confess. Tell Ron you love him. I know you do Hermione, and it's the only chance you have left of saving anything." Ginny frowned as Hermione shook her head.
"I can't, Ginny. He told me last night that he feels nothing for me, and I couldn't take it if he said it again. He doesn't love me."
Ginny laughed. "Hermione, are you really so blind as that? Come now, girl! Haven't you seen the way he looks at you? He DOES care. I know it." Ginny pushed Hermione's hair out of her face. "Tell him."
"How?" Hermione threw up her hands. "Just waltz over there and say, 'Oh, beautiful day, isn't it Ron? By the way, I'm in love with you and I want to be with you the rest of my life! I say, is Harry winning? Well, I've got to go' and walk away?"
Ginny shook her head. "Be yourself." She lifted the lid of Hermione's guitar case and lifted a large acoustic out. She put the guitar in Hermione's hands and smiled. "You said that music is something that YOU are good at, something that is a part of you. You can't see through something true. Sing for him. Sing him one of your songs."
Hermione looked stunned and just when Ginny thought she would protest, she smiled. "All right, Ginny. It couldn't possibly get worse, could it?" Hermione proceeded to tune her guitar, earning many interesting looks from her fellow Gryffindors. As she finished, she looked at Ron and took a deep breath, closing her eyes. She began to strum her guitar.
At first, no one really paid attention to what Hermione was doing, but after a few moments, the common room was silent. Hermione played through the first couple of measures and began to sing.
"This the place where I sit. This is the part when I love you too much. Is this as hard as it gets? Because I'm getting tired of pretending I'm tough. I'm here if you want me. I'm yours. You can hold me. I'm empty and aching and tumbling and breaking
Cause you don't see me...and you don't need me. And you don't love me the way I wish you would. The way I know you could"
Hermione opened her eyes and looked right at Ron. He had turned around in his seat and was now staring at her in confusion.
"I dream a world where you understand that I dream a million sleepless nights. Well, I dream of fire when you're touching my hand, but it twists into smoke when I turn on the lights. I'm speechless and faded. It's too complicated. Is this how the book ends? Nothing but good friends?
Cause you don't see me...and you don't need me. And you don't love me the way I wish you would."
Hermione got to her feet and started walking. While she strummed, she kept her eyes trained on Ron. He was looking at her with awe and apprehension in his eyes. She stopped right before him and sang to him with all the feeling in her being.
"This is the place in my heart. This is the place where I'm falling apart. Isn't this just where we met? And is this the last chance that I'll ever get? I wish I was lonely instead of just only crystal and see-through and not enough to you.
Cause you don't see me...and you don't need me. And you don't love me the way I wish you would. Cause you don't see me...and you don't need me. And you don't love me the way I wish you would. The way I know you could..."
As the whole of Gryffindor house erupted into cheers, Hermione stood firmly in place, staring intently at Ron. Oh please, her mind begged, oh please feel the same.
Ron continued to stare at her, a mix of emotions on his face. She couldn't read what he was feeling. She was so scared she could feel her hands shaking, but she continued to stand her ground, trying to tell Ron without words or music that she was being honest and true. She could feel tears behind her eyes, but she held them back with all her might. Ron's lips finally parted, but it was a few moments before he spoke.
"'Mione" he spoke gently, taking her small hand in his. He stood and looked down on her. "I see you. You are the only person I truly see." Ron's mouth opened and closed a few times before he swallowed hard and whispered, "I do love you." He slipped his fingers into her curly hair and tilted her head back, lowering his lips to hers. Hermione shifted her guitar to her back before wrapping her arms around Ron's neck in happiness. Oh my gosh, she thought, he DOES love me! He loves me for ME! She held on to him as tight as she could, melting into him as he deepened the kiss. When he finally pulled away, he touched his forehead to hers and whispered, "I'm sorry for what I said, 'Mione. You're the least boring person I know. I can't believe you pulled all of this to be with me." Hermione gave him a bemused smile as she said, "I must love you Ron. What other girl would let Seamus Finnigan touch her when she's rather be pressed up against you?" Ron chuckled before capturing her lips in another sensual kiss, moving his hands to her bottom and pulling her up against him. Neither could hear the explosive cheers from their fellow house students. They were too wrapped up in loving to see anyone else but each other.
*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`* `~~`*`~~`*`~~`*`~~`* A/N: And...you know it...Ron and Hermione live Happily Ever After!!! :oD Well, I certainly hope you liked my first fan fic...not sure if I'm going to write more. Guess it depends on how this one goes. :)
