Lots of Authors Notes.
Number 1: Once more, I'm sorry for the mix up with chapter 6.
Number 2: In the real chapter 6, I have chapter five written on the top, Mesa Verde The Real Chapter.. Is chapter 6, making this chapter seven. so sorry.
Number 3: I want to say thanks to people for reviewing: TallemeraRane: Thank you sooo much for the ideas, and good news. this chapter contains a kiss! *grin* and they do find something in a book, however it's very minor.
Angelic Ashley: Kudos! (Love the word!!!) Thanks for reviewing!
CherrySoda: Thanks!!!! And to all u people reading this note. read CherrySoda's story, "Stragwgoh, Hogwarts Gone Backwards," hilarious if you ask me. And please read the story CherrySoda and I wrote together, "Harry Potter and the Castle of Secrets." Both stories contain Ron/Hermione. cause they're the best ship. and are humor/romance.
Pixi_queen, perfectangel, Hermione Weasley, and LuverGal- thanks for the reviews! Much appreciated. (These were all unsigned reviews, so I don't know if these are your real pen names or not, but either way, thanks for reviewing!)
Harrypotterluvr33: Thank you sooo much for your review!
Coffee Drinkers: You guys are the best! Thanks for all the reviews! (
ALSO,IF YOU LEAVE A SIGNED REVIEW, I'LL TRY TO READ AND REVIEW YOUR STORIES!
A quick disclaimer: Don't own this, can't sue me.
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CHAPTER 6 AS TOLD BY RON
I REMEMBER A FEW MONTHS BEFORE HERMIONE AND I went on this trip, I had been over at her house when he Muggle cousin was over. Her cousin had been hitting on me the whole night, needless to say. So Hermione, her cousin, and I had sat down in the living room listening to an amazing contraption called 'the radio.'
Well anyway, the voice on the other side said, "Now for the 5 o'clock 'song across the sea' American artist Jay-Z!"
It was rap, and Hermione's cousin seemed to like the song.
Well this one part came on, "he don't wife 'em, he one-nights 'em."
Hermione put a hand on my shoulder and said curtly, "Ron don't wife 'em, he one-nights 'em."
And the sad part was she was right
AS TOLD BY HERMIONE
RON FOUND IT, FOR SOME REASON, IMPORTANT TO mention that he slept around a lot. He said it was important for our readers to understand that the first long-term relationship Ron had was with someone other then a slut.
What a shocker.
So anyway, back to the story.
Ron and I spent a long time in the library.
"Hermione! We've read the fucking paragraph 50 times now!" Ron yelled at me. Then in a mocking voice he said, "The Anasazi's disappearance may coincide with the legend of the Monster of Nightmares. Supposedly, the Monster of Nightmares would arise out of the ground and cause people to go crazy with depression, and, adventually causing them to surrender to the ungodly beast, who would feed off their soles. Once the sole was devoured, the beast would eat the flesh. But as the book said, 'this is all rumor, none of which has been proven.'"
I sighed, "I know Ron, I just wish we had something more to go on."
Ron nodded, " I get it. Look, let's just figure out what to do if the monster comes back."
"We're not going to know, Ron. But according to the part in the book about the soles being eaten, I have the feeling that, this thing will adventually suck the life out of all us, and we'll lose everything," I told him.
AS TOLD BY RON
I NODDED TO HERMIONE, "WE'RE NOT GOING TO LET that happen."
Hermione shook her head, "I-I don't see what we can do to stop it."
"We'll figure out," I told her.
She shook her head, "N-No we w-won't be able to." Hermione screwed up her face and tears began falling freely out of her eyes and onto the book.
"Hermione-"
"No! We're going to die! Were not going to live! We should just fuckin' give ourselves over the monster!" I knew something was wrong right then and there that Hermione was acting strange, that this wasn't the Hermione I knew. For one, she had lost it, talking about giving up. Second, she said 'fuckin'' Hermione saying that is like her wanting to fuck Lucius Malfoy. Eww! Why'd I just write that! Don't close your eyes people, don't picture it! EWW! OK, now back to where I was.
"Hermione!"
"No Ron!"
"Hermione! What the heck happened to you! We're not giving up! You can't go and surrender to this thing I won't let that happen, nope. I won't let you surrender. I'm right this time, Hermione, and you know it. It's not you talking," I told her.
Some more tears fell down her face, "I'm sorry this is getting to my head. I have to keep myself happy."
"Think of nice things. Bunny rabits."
"What if they're KILLER bunny rabbits?" She asked me.
"OK, scratch that. This library becoming yours?" I asked.
"No, no, that means I'd have to be on this boat, with the monster on it," Hermione told me.
"OK," I said, "How about this?"
And then I kissed her.
And she didn't kiss me back.
So I pulled away.
Hermione stood there with her lips pressed together, like she had just eaten something sour. Her eyes were as wide as saucers.
I blushed, "OK, that was more along the lines of scare-the-shit out of you."
AS TOLD BY HERMIONE
THERE ARE TWO PARTS OF THIS CHAPTER, THE romantic part (which you have just read) and the action part. And I can't believe I let Ron write the romantic part. He did an absolutely horrid job.
AS TOLD BY RON
I DID NOT!
AS TOLD BY HERMIONE
YOU DID SO. YOU COULD'VE DESCRIBED THE KISS MORE.
AS TOLD BY RON
HERMIONE! IT WAS A FUCKING KISS! WHAT WAS THERE TO DESCRIBE! WE'RE NOT WRITING A TRASHY ROMANCE NOVEL!
AS TOLD BY HERMIONE
RON! YOU COULD'VE TALKED ABOUT YOUR LIPS MEETING MINE-
AS TOLD BY RON
STOOOOOOOOOOOOP! HERMIONE, DON'T MAKE ME THROW UP! GET BACK TO THE STORY!
AS TOLD BY HERMIONE
OK, ANYWAY, RON CAME UP WITH THE BRILANT IDEA OF taking me to the wildlife room. Remember? Where we met Jack and Jill? Where we had gone swimming in the lake?
Well when we got there they had put an imaginary magic border, which Ron crashed into.
"What are we going to do now?" I asked.
"We, are going to get in," Ron told me.
I folded my arms across my chest as Ron pulled out his wand, "And how do we presume we do that?"
"Like this," Ron told me, he took his wand, said something and then a hole broke in.
"H-How'd you do that?" I asked in amazement.
"See, Hermione, you are book smart. I, on the other hand, am street smart," and with that Ron climbed in the opening and I followed. "Holy shit," Ron breathed.
"What is it?" I asked stepping past him, and then I screamed. For in the wildlife room, the wildlife room I had been overcome with amazement the first day on this boat. This sanctuary, or as it had seemed, had betrayed me. For in front of me and Ron, was the Anasazi ruins. The little holes built into the rocks, the kivas sprinkled here and there along the ruins, the different levels where you could just have imagined people living way before the current times.
Normally, I would have found this astonishing, but today it made my legs go weak underneath me. I felt absolutely sick. I was shaking so badly, even my breath was quaking.
"Hermione?" Ron asked me. "Are you going to be all right?"
For the second time today, I felt that buldge in my throat, but I wasn't going to cry again.
"I'm going to be fine, Ron," I told him, all though I didn't believe myself.
And that's when we heard it, the scream. A scream of someone in such pain, in such agony, that just hearing the voice made you ache all over.
"Stay here," Ron told me and he began taking off.
"Oh no!" I yelled back at him, racing to keep up, "You're not going out there by yourself!"
"Fine, just run faster," Ron told me, grabbing his hand and pulling me along behind him, trying to get me to speed up.
My heart was pounding so hard, if I didn't know better, I would've thought I was having a heart attack.
We ran up to a section of the ruins, there was a ladder leading up to a section of the ruins, and Ron stopped at it.
"Ladies first," Ron told me.
"Oh no! Ron, you go! Not me!" I told him.
"Fine."
Ron began to climb up the ladder, carefully placing each foot on the rungs.
I took a deep breath, trying to stabilize myself, but then I realized, that by the time I stopped shaking, I would be so old I wouldn't be able to walk up steps, let alone a ladder.
I placed one of my legs on the bottom rung, and my arm on one above that and began to climb. Ron was waiting for me up at the top, and I noticed for the first time how terrified he was. Except he wasn't letting on that he was about to piss in his pants.
"You ready for this Hermione?" Ron asked me.
I tried to tell him yes, except when I opened my mouth, all that came out was a little squeaking noise.
But Ron, good old Ron, pretended that he didn't notice my odd behavior, maybe that was because he was way down into the tunnel.
I got up and ran after him.
Ron and I were half way down the tunnel when we heard the scream of pain again, it sounded oddly familiar.
"It's coming from up a head, c'mon Hermione," Ron grabbed my hand again, pulling me. I felt my face blush with embarrassment. What happened to me? I used to be brave. Hermione Granger, who's biggest fear was seeing her friends getting killed by Voldemort. Hermione Granger, who's second biggest fear was failing a test. What happened to the old me? Here I was cowering behind Ron, yet he was still the same Ron. He was still worrying about me, and yet pushing me, making me do something I didn't want to do. Just like the old days. Pushing me into extreme danger, yet making sure I'd be all right. And at that moment I knew that I'd have to tell Ron I loved him back. That was written poorly, not at that exact moment, but later on. Until then I had to be brave.
"Can you go any further, Ron? Hurry it up," I told him, and I picked up my walking pace. Ron gave me a glance and then started running at full speed. In one sense, he was still dragging me, because I couldn't run as fast as him. Except I wasn't reluctant anymore.
We reached the end of the tunnel and in front of us was a man, a short man, laughing a high-pitched laugh, as an animal stood next to him. The monster snarling and spitting. And then I realized who the man under the monster was.. Hagrid. (A/N Angelic Ashley brought to my attention that what I wrote sounded like Hagrid was laughing high-pitched as the monster stood over him. That's not right, and I'm sorry. What's happening is there's a man who's standing next to the monster and the monster's standing on Hagrid. There's a lot of standing going on. lol. So just thought I'd fill you in.)
Number 1: Once more, I'm sorry for the mix up with chapter 6.
Number 2: In the real chapter 6, I have chapter five written on the top, Mesa Verde The Real Chapter.. Is chapter 6, making this chapter seven. so sorry.
Number 3: I want to say thanks to people for reviewing: TallemeraRane: Thank you sooo much for the ideas, and good news. this chapter contains a kiss! *grin* and they do find something in a book, however it's very minor.
Angelic Ashley: Kudos! (Love the word!!!) Thanks for reviewing!
CherrySoda: Thanks!!!! And to all u people reading this note. read CherrySoda's story, "Stragwgoh, Hogwarts Gone Backwards," hilarious if you ask me. And please read the story CherrySoda and I wrote together, "Harry Potter and the Castle of Secrets." Both stories contain Ron/Hermione. cause they're the best ship. and are humor/romance.
Pixi_queen, perfectangel, Hermione Weasley, and LuverGal- thanks for the reviews! Much appreciated. (These were all unsigned reviews, so I don't know if these are your real pen names or not, but either way, thanks for reviewing!)
Harrypotterluvr33: Thank you sooo much for your review!
Coffee Drinkers: You guys are the best! Thanks for all the reviews! (
ALSO,IF YOU LEAVE A SIGNED REVIEW, I'LL TRY TO READ AND REVIEW YOUR STORIES!
A quick disclaimer: Don't own this, can't sue me.
_____________________________________________________________
CHAPTER 6 AS TOLD BY RON
I REMEMBER A FEW MONTHS BEFORE HERMIONE AND I went on this trip, I had been over at her house when he Muggle cousin was over. Her cousin had been hitting on me the whole night, needless to say. So Hermione, her cousin, and I had sat down in the living room listening to an amazing contraption called 'the radio.'
Well anyway, the voice on the other side said, "Now for the 5 o'clock 'song across the sea' American artist Jay-Z!"
It was rap, and Hermione's cousin seemed to like the song.
Well this one part came on, "he don't wife 'em, he one-nights 'em."
Hermione put a hand on my shoulder and said curtly, "Ron don't wife 'em, he one-nights 'em."
And the sad part was she was right
AS TOLD BY HERMIONE
RON FOUND IT, FOR SOME REASON, IMPORTANT TO mention that he slept around a lot. He said it was important for our readers to understand that the first long-term relationship Ron had was with someone other then a slut.
What a shocker.
So anyway, back to the story.
Ron and I spent a long time in the library.
"Hermione! We've read the fucking paragraph 50 times now!" Ron yelled at me. Then in a mocking voice he said, "The Anasazi's disappearance may coincide with the legend of the Monster of Nightmares. Supposedly, the Monster of Nightmares would arise out of the ground and cause people to go crazy with depression, and, adventually causing them to surrender to the ungodly beast, who would feed off their soles. Once the sole was devoured, the beast would eat the flesh. But as the book said, 'this is all rumor, none of which has been proven.'"
I sighed, "I know Ron, I just wish we had something more to go on."
Ron nodded, " I get it. Look, let's just figure out what to do if the monster comes back."
"We're not going to know, Ron. But according to the part in the book about the soles being eaten, I have the feeling that, this thing will adventually suck the life out of all us, and we'll lose everything," I told him.
AS TOLD BY RON
I NODDED TO HERMIONE, "WE'RE NOT GOING TO LET that happen."
Hermione shook her head, "I-I don't see what we can do to stop it."
"We'll figure out," I told her.
She shook her head, "N-No we w-won't be able to." Hermione screwed up her face and tears began falling freely out of her eyes and onto the book.
"Hermione-"
"No! We're going to die! Were not going to live! We should just fuckin' give ourselves over the monster!" I knew something was wrong right then and there that Hermione was acting strange, that this wasn't the Hermione I knew. For one, she had lost it, talking about giving up. Second, she said 'fuckin'' Hermione saying that is like her wanting to fuck Lucius Malfoy. Eww! Why'd I just write that! Don't close your eyes people, don't picture it! EWW! OK, now back to where I was.
"Hermione!"
"No Ron!"
"Hermione! What the heck happened to you! We're not giving up! You can't go and surrender to this thing I won't let that happen, nope. I won't let you surrender. I'm right this time, Hermione, and you know it. It's not you talking," I told her.
Some more tears fell down her face, "I'm sorry this is getting to my head. I have to keep myself happy."
"Think of nice things. Bunny rabits."
"What if they're KILLER bunny rabbits?" She asked me.
"OK, scratch that. This library becoming yours?" I asked.
"No, no, that means I'd have to be on this boat, with the monster on it," Hermione told me.
"OK," I said, "How about this?"
And then I kissed her.
And she didn't kiss me back.
So I pulled away.
Hermione stood there with her lips pressed together, like she had just eaten something sour. Her eyes were as wide as saucers.
I blushed, "OK, that was more along the lines of scare-the-shit out of you."
AS TOLD BY HERMIONE
THERE ARE TWO PARTS OF THIS CHAPTER, THE romantic part (which you have just read) and the action part. And I can't believe I let Ron write the romantic part. He did an absolutely horrid job.
AS TOLD BY RON
I DID NOT!
AS TOLD BY HERMIONE
YOU DID SO. YOU COULD'VE DESCRIBED THE KISS MORE.
AS TOLD BY RON
HERMIONE! IT WAS A FUCKING KISS! WHAT WAS THERE TO DESCRIBE! WE'RE NOT WRITING A TRASHY ROMANCE NOVEL!
AS TOLD BY HERMIONE
RON! YOU COULD'VE TALKED ABOUT YOUR LIPS MEETING MINE-
AS TOLD BY RON
STOOOOOOOOOOOOP! HERMIONE, DON'T MAKE ME THROW UP! GET BACK TO THE STORY!
AS TOLD BY HERMIONE
OK, ANYWAY, RON CAME UP WITH THE BRILANT IDEA OF taking me to the wildlife room. Remember? Where we met Jack and Jill? Where we had gone swimming in the lake?
Well when we got there they had put an imaginary magic border, which Ron crashed into.
"What are we going to do now?" I asked.
"We, are going to get in," Ron told me.
I folded my arms across my chest as Ron pulled out his wand, "And how do we presume we do that?"
"Like this," Ron told me, he took his wand, said something and then a hole broke in.
"H-How'd you do that?" I asked in amazement.
"See, Hermione, you are book smart. I, on the other hand, am street smart," and with that Ron climbed in the opening and I followed. "Holy shit," Ron breathed.
"What is it?" I asked stepping past him, and then I screamed. For in the wildlife room, the wildlife room I had been overcome with amazement the first day on this boat. This sanctuary, or as it had seemed, had betrayed me. For in front of me and Ron, was the Anasazi ruins. The little holes built into the rocks, the kivas sprinkled here and there along the ruins, the different levels where you could just have imagined people living way before the current times.
Normally, I would have found this astonishing, but today it made my legs go weak underneath me. I felt absolutely sick. I was shaking so badly, even my breath was quaking.
"Hermione?" Ron asked me. "Are you going to be all right?"
For the second time today, I felt that buldge in my throat, but I wasn't going to cry again.
"I'm going to be fine, Ron," I told him, all though I didn't believe myself.
And that's when we heard it, the scream. A scream of someone in such pain, in such agony, that just hearing the voice made you ache all over.
"Stay here," Ron told me and he began taking off.
"Oh no!" I yelled back at him, racing to keep up, "You're not going out there by yourself!"
"Fine, just run faster," Ron told me, grabbing his hand and pulling me along behind him, trying to get me to speed up.
My heart was pounding so hard, if I didn't know better, I would've thought I was having a heart attack.
We ran up to a section of the ruins, there was a ladder leading up to a section of the ruins, and Ron stopped at it.
"Ladies first," Ron told me.
"Oh no! Ron, you go! Not me!" I told him.
"Fine."
Ron began to climb up the ladder, carefully placing each foot on the rungs.
I took a deep breath, trying to stabilize myself, but then I realized, that by the time I stopped shaking, I would be so old I wouldn't be able to walk up steps, let alone a ladder.
I placed one of my legs on the bottom rung, and my arm on one above that and began to climb. Ron was waiting for me up at the top, and I noticed for the first time how terrified he was. Except he wasn't letting on that he was about to piss in his pants.
"You ready for this Hermione?" Ron asked me.
I tried to tell him yes, except when I opened my mouth, all that came out was a little squeaking noise.
But Ron, good old Ron, pretended that he didn't notice my odd behavior, maybe that was because he was way down into the tunnel.
I got up and ran after him.
Ron and I were half way down the tunnel when we heard the scream of pain again, it sounded oddly familiar.
"It's coming from up a head, c'mon Hermione," Ron grabbed my hand again, pulling me. I felt my face blush with embarrassment. What happened to me? I used to be brave. Hermione Granger, who's biggest fear was seeing her friends getting killed by Voldemort. Hermione Granger, who's second biggest fear was failing a test. What happened to the old me? Here I was cowering behind Ron, yet he was still the same Ron. He was still worrying about me, and yet pushing me, making me do something I didn't want to do. Just like the old days. Pushing me into extreme danger, yet making sure I'd be all right. And at that moment I knew that I'd have to tell Ron I loved him back. That was written poorly, not at that exact moment, but later on. Until then I had to be brave.
"Can you go any further, Ron? Hurry it up," I told him, and I picked up my walking pace. Ron gave me a glance and then started running at full speed. In one sense, he was still dragging me, because I couldn't run as fast as him. Except I wasn't reluctant anymore.
We reached the end of the tunnel and in front of us was a man, a short man, laughing a high-pitched laugh, as an animal stood next to him. The monster snarling and spitting. And then I realized who the man under the monster was.. Hagrid. (A/N Angelic Ashley brought to my attention that what I wrote sounded like Hagrid was laughing high-pitched as the monster stood over him. That's not right, and I'm sorry. What's happening is there's a man who's standing next to the monster and the monster's standing on Hagrid. There's a lot of standing going on. lol. So just thought I'd fill you in.)
