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The Go Must Show On

Chapter 9 : While You Were Sleeping

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It was very late at night. Everything seemed to be quiet. There was no wind. Not a sound could be heard. The lamps were obediently illuminating London streets although there was nobody to see them. It looked like everyone was sleeping, But it looked wrong because a young woman named Anne was just awaken.

"Shit!" a sleepy voice muttered. The girl slowly sat up in her bed and turned on her night lamp. Anne needed a moments to wake up. After a few seconds she already forgot why she was waken at all. A strange sound reminded her. The girl replied "I'm coming, I'm coming..."

Anne quickly opened the door of her bedroom and ran through a small hall. She entered one room and approached to a little cradle that cried. Actually, the baby inside was doing that. The girl bended down and took the baby in her arms.

"Don't cry, baby! Mommy's here. Everything's okay, Hermione." Anne muttered to her daughter. Little girl continued to cry but a little bit quieter. The effect of mother's voice was something that nobody could explain.

"Hush, darling! I am here. You had just some really bad dreams. " Anne tenderly swung the baby in her arms. She loved her daughter. She loved her more than everything. She knew that she would give up anything to make little Hermione's life heaven. But there was something that bothered her. There was one thing that she couldn't avoid. One question that destroyed Anne's mind over and over again - How will Hermione's life be without having both parents?

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"Will you please turn that darn thing off? " a sleepy voice begged somebody to turn off the television.

"Just a minute, honey. They're about to win!" completely awaked voice replied. "30 seconds now. 20... 10... and game over! They've won! Sacramento Kings won LA Lakers! " Ron quickly turned off TV and jumped like a little boy.

"Yippi. " Hermione sarcastically muttered " Now will you please turn off the lights?"

"Sure, darling. Anything for you. " Ron was ecstatic that his team won, so he did as Hermione told him. Without a word.

"It was better when you were a Quidditch fan. " Hermione yawned as she moved aside to make space for Ron " Now that you've started to like basketball you keep that TV on twenty-four hours a day. I just keep waiting for it to explode... "

"Don't worry, I won't be watch it any more. It was the last game of this season. And the best one, too." Ron said as he was getting into bed.

"Good. " Hermione murmured. "Night, Ron."

Ron leaned to her side of the bed to kiss her " Night, Mione."

Ron rolled over to his side and closed his eyes. He was just about to fall asleep when he heard a knock on the door. Ron thought he had imagined it , so he decided to ignore it. Then he heard a few more knocks and Hermione's voice " Ron... I think that somebody's trying to get in... "

Ron knew that Hermione said that through a dream. She wasn't quite aware of what was happening so he whispered " It's okay. Nobody is gonna go inside. "

Ron slowly got out of the bed and headed to the door. He opened it and saw a girl standing in front of him.

"Do you know what time is it?" his annoyed voice could be heard as he weighed out the girl. She looked rather scared and confused. In spite of being sleepy Ron was suddenly aware of her beautiful light blue eyes. Did he just saw a sparkle in them? He must have imagined it.

"I am really sorry, sir. " the girl apologized "I just got lost. I've never been in this neighborhood in my life and I have no clue how to go home. "

"Um... Where do you live?" Ron politely asked. He couldn't just drive her away, could he?

"Rosewood St. 256 , sir." She quietly answered.

"Oh, you've really got lost!" Ron exclaimed " Rosewood street is on the other side of this area. " he stopped to think about it for a moment " This is what you'll do. Go down this street, turn left when you see the last house and then you there should be a sign saying "Indian Food" . Pass it and turn right. It should work out for you."

"So - down the street, left and right. " she repeated his words. "Thank you so much!" The girl said as she started to go out of the garden.

"You welcome. " Ron responded and closed the door. "Poor girl." He muttered to himself while he was going back to bed.

Hermione was still carefreely sleeping. Ron saw the look on her face - she smiled. She must have had some nice dreams. That's good. he thought. Hermione finally stopped dreaming about Draco being mean to her.

He lied in bed trying to fall asleep for a long time. Whenever he'd be on a split second of falling asleep , the two light blue eyes would jump in front of his face. With no reason.

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"Finally. " Hermione gladly said when she saw Ron approaching the living room "You've bit slept in, have you?"

"I guess so. " Ron said in a very low voice. He still wasn't quite awake.

"Hungry?" she asked already knowing what was the answer.

"No." Ron replied.

"Did I just hear a no or I really need to visit my ear doctor?" Hermione couldn't believe her own ears. Ron wouldn't refuse the breakfast even when he'd eat like an elephant the night before that morning.

"I'm not hungry. " Ron explained.

"And I just wanted to try a new spell I found in a Cookbook: Guide for Hungry Wizards. " she said a bit depressed about it.

"Gee, Herm, I'm really sorry. I think I am still in a way sleeping. I didn't close my eyes during the whole night. " Ron widely yawned.

"Why? Got overexcited by Kings' winning game?" Hermione asked.

"What? Oh, that too, probably." Ron answered feeling a bit awkward. How should he tell her about that girl?

"That too? Ron . what's going on with you this morning? You're acting so strange!" Hermione looked seriously worried. "Are you sick, or something?"

"I'm fine. It's probably nothing. I don't know. Probably one of those insomnia nights... " Ron had no idea how he should tell her. And what? Maybe she'd understand it in a wrong way and that is what mustn't happen.

"You sure?" Hermione was still suspicious.

What the hell! Better tell her now, then after some time... I guess. Ron fought against his own thoughts. I'm telling her! There's nothing to be hidden anyway. I love Hermione and nothing could change that. Not even some light blue eyes.

"Okay, there's something. Which is actually nothing. You'll see when I tell you."

"Something but nothing... I'm ready to hear it." Hermione said making a gesture with her hands so Ron could start talking.

"First of all I want you to know that I love you no matter what. " Ron sat near Hermione on the sofa.

"Oh, no! No, no , no! " Hermione shook her head "Don't tell me this is one of those talks! If it is I don't want to hear it!" she immediately shuddered.

"Calm down, Mione. It is not one of those talks! That's why I said that. " Ron gave her a wide smile full of encouragement. "This is such a stupid thing , but I need to tell you. I want to be honest in every way. I hate lies..."

Hermione's eyes were fixed on Ron's lips. She was afraid of hearing something unexpected. She knew she couldn't stand loosing Ron again.

Ron cleared his throat and started to talk "Last night, while you were sleeping, somebody was knocking at the door. I went to open them because the person wasn't giving up. It turned out it was a girl. " Ron saw a cramp on Hermione's face so decided to fasten up the story. " She was lost and I pointed her in the right direction. That's all. "

Hermione was quite for a second. "Ron, if that's all, then how come you couldn't sleep?" she whispered.

'It must've been her eyes. Nothing more, I promise. Just some stupid eyes. " Ron whispered as well.

Hermione still had that odd look on her face . It almost seemed like she was scared. Ron instinctive hugged her.

"Mione, it was nothing. " he had to calm her down " Hey, it was like when you see Brad Pitt's eyes. Nothing more than that!"

Hermione couldn't help but smile. She knew that he loved her. She felt it. But , still. If the eyes made a night become a hell for him, that she didn't want to think what would some other things do. Hermione tried to expel those painful thoughts. The truth was that Ron loved her. She didn't need anything more than that.

"Is it okay that I've told you?" Ron tenderly asked feeling that Hermione loosened up.

"Yeah... " Hermione answered.

"Now when I think , it seems like she was a bit cross-eyed as well. What was I thinking?" Ron grinned and kissed Hermione on the forehead.

Hermione just clanged more tightly to him. Everything was good when Ron made funny comments. It'd get dangerous when he'd get too serious. Everything was fine, Hermione kept saying to herself. It was.

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