Chapter 13 - Unlucky for some
(I gotta finish this before I start reading OotP)
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Ron didn't know what to do with himself as he sat in the common on his own. He looked at the clock. 11:06. He still had to wait just under an hour untill ever one returned. Then he could finally tell Hermione how he felt. How he had always felt.
He paced up and down the room pausing ever now and then to look at the clock above the fire place.
11:07
11:08
Time seemed to be moving extra slowly. In just 52 minutes the griffindor's would return and he would be able to tell Hermione how he felt.
He moved a chess peice between his fingers and then put it back on the table.
And then suddenly he heard footsteps followed by voices in the corridor.
"Password dear ?" Said the Fat Lady.
"Inkblot." Said Hermione's voice and the door opened.
Ron jumped to his feet and within seconds he was stood in front of Hermione.
"Hermione, I..." He said, struggling to find the words that had been going though his head.
"I...I..." He continued.
"Oh for God sakes Ron spit it out." Hermione said in a stern voice, and then a smile appeared on her face.
"I...I..." Why wouldn't the words come out ? God damn it. Why can't I do it.
"I...I..." And then he turned and the next moment he walked over to the stairs and left.
Hermione paused.
'Well that wasn't what I was expecting.'
And then Ron was back. A book in his hands.
"Here." He said, handing it to Hermione and then he sat down, blushing.
"What is it ?" Hermione asked. But Ron didn't reply, he was to occupied with pretending he was incredibly intrested in a book, titled "The Herbology of the plant's of Romania"
Hermione paused and then she opened the first page of the book.
'This is the Diary of Ronald Weasly. KEEP OUT'
Hermione paused and she turned to the first page.
' September 1st The trian journey to hogwart was the same as any year. There seemed to be only one diiference. Hermione is looking prettier than ever. From this point on, with my diary as my witness. I will tell Hermione that I love her this year.'
Hermione paused. For the second time that night her eyes filled with tears.
"Oh Ron." She said and the Ron took a deep breath.
"Hermione, I have loved you from the very moment that I met you on the Hogwarts express the first time. I loved you then and I love you now but if you like Harry or Draco or whoever then.."
Hermione kissed Ron. She had no idea why, she had never had any feelings for him before. And then the split second that her lips touch hers she relised.
'I Love Ronald Weasly'
(I gotta finish this before I start reading OotP)
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Ron didn't know what to do with himself as he sat in the common on his own. He looked at the clock. 11:06. He still had to wait just under an hour untill ever one returned. Then he could finally tell Hermione how he felt. How he had always felt.
He paced up and down the room pausing ever now and then to look at the clock above the fire place.
11:07
11:08
Time seemed to be moving extra slowly. In just 52 minutes the griffindor's would return and he would be able to tell Hermione how he felt.
He moved a chess peice between his fingers and then put it back on the table.
And then suddenly he heard footsteps followed by voices in the corridor.
"Password dear ?" Said the Fat Lady.
"Inkblot." Said Hermione's voice and the door opened.
Ron jumped to his feet and within seconds he was stood in front of Hermione.
"Hermione, I..." He said, struggling to find the words that had been going though his head.
"I...I..." He continued.
"Oh for God sakes Ron spit it out." Hermione said in a stern voice, and then a smile appeared on her face.
"I...I..." Why wouldn't the words come out ? God damn it. Why can't I do it.
"I...I..." And then he turned and the next moment he walked over to the stairs and left.
Hermione paused.
'Well that wasn't what I was expecting.'
And then Ron was back. A book in his hands.
"Here." He said, handing it to Hermione and then he sat down, blushing.
"What is it ?" Hermione asked. But Ron didn't reply, he was to occupied with pretending he was incredibly intrested in a book, titled "The Herbology of the plant's of Romania"
Hermione paused and then she opened the first page of the book.
'This is the Diary of Ronald Weasly. KEEP OUT'
Hermione paused and she turned to the first page.
' September 1st The trian journey to hogwart was the same as any year. There seemed to be only one diiference. Hermione is looking prettier than ever. From this point on, with my diary as my witness. I will tell Hermione that I love her this year.'
Hermione paused. For the second time that night her eyes filled with tears.
"Oh Ron." She said and the Ron took a deep breath.
"Hermione, I have loved you from the very moment that I met you on the Hogwarts express the first time. I loved you then and I love you now but if you like Harry or Draco or whoever then.."
Hermione kissed Ron. She had no idea why, she had never had any feelings for him before. And then the split second that her lips touch hers she relised.
'I Love Ronald Weasly'