Make Me Happy
Chapter 5: Walk Away
Author's Note: Well, yes, another chapter of my story! No one reviewed this last chapter and I'm not sure why… I guess my writing is just getting worse and worse, huh? Well I'm sorry to be disappointing everyone! I'd really appreciate it if people did let me know what they think… but oh, well, maybe that's too much to ask for. Here's a pretty good chapter (in my opinion) for your viewing pleasure. Enjoy!
And it hurts my soul
Cause I can't let go
All these walls are caving in
I can't stop my suffering
I hate to show that I've lost control
Cause I, I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need to walk away from
'Walk Away' by Christina Aguilera
Chapter 5
Harry slipped into the kitchen and went quietly up the stairs towards Hermione and Ron's bedroom. The light was on and the door was shut.
"No, Ron!" Hermione screamed, she sounded almost as if she was crying.
"Hermione, tell me the truth!" Ron replied back, trying to keep his voice under control and at a normal level.
"There is no truth! I told you N-O!" Hermione was crying now if she hadn't been before.
"There has got to be a REASON you stay at that office of yours twenty four seven! I just need to know what it is!" Ron was screaming now.
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me." Ron was furious, Harry could tell.
"What exactly are you accusing ME… your WIFE… Hermione WEASLEY… of?" Hermione was yelling in response to her husband's angry remarks.
"I don't know. What AM I accusing you of?" Ron shot back. Harry could just imagine the face Ron wore right now. One of jealousy, angst, revenge, anger.
"Why don't you tell me, because if I'm correct… well let's just say, you don't want me to be correct!"
"Just tell me-,"
"Tell you what, dammit!" Hermione was shouting again.
"Is there…" Ron paused, Hermione interrupted again.
"Is there WHAT, Ron?" Harry knew the pissed off Hermione when he heard it. He had it heard it too much back when they were in school and he knew exactly when to run away from any situation with her sounding like that.
"Another…" Ron tried to continue, yet again he was not able to complete his sentence.
"Another what, Ron?" Hermione's face was red now and tears of frustration were rolling down her cheeks steadily. Her entire face was as red as Ron's hair.
"Another MAN, Hermione. Is there another man!?" Ron finally shouted at her at the top of his lungs.
"What in the hell, Ron?" Harry could now since her tears in her shaky voice as she responded to her husband's accusations in a shocked manner.
"I don't know…"
"Where in the hell do you think you can accuse me of having an affair, Ronald Arthur Weasley?" Hermione was now not only pissed, but shocked, mortified, AND absolutely enraged.
"God dammit, Hermione," Ron was even angrier now.
There was a heavy thud, something or someone landing on the bed. Heavy breathing could be heard and Harry became even more worried.
"Hermione?" There was a long pause. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!" Ron exclaimed. "Are you okay?" His tone was now genuinely filled with worry.
"Just leave me alone," Hermione could barely breathe and she was crying even harder.
Before Harry could catch any more, a loving hand brushed his shoulder and he turned around to see his smiling, petite wife with a mischievous look on her face.
"What's wrong, sweetheart?" She began planting soft kisses on his neck and Harry felt his knees tremble. He gulped quickly, trying to push the thought of Ron's accusations of his own wife and tried to concentrate on the gorgeous woman standing in front of him.
"Nothing…" Harry replied shortly as she wrapped his arms around his neck and placed her lips upon his.
They eventually made it back to their own room, where neither heard when Ron left his own room, slamming the door behind him and leaving a hysterical Hermione lying on their bed.