A/N: Ahh…a review is wonderful! So, I've decided to write more. Good stuff huh? Well I will keep to my promise of making this story better. Fun. Spunky. Ect. Read on good people. Read on. Oh yeah, uh…yeah, this will be OOC. (not just the chapter, the story) cuz, yeah, I don't know, yeah.
Disclaimer: NOT MINE.
The Weasel's Damsel
By: Silver Ice
Ron's P.O.V
I sat in the common room waiting for Harry to come down from the dorms.
"Would you hurry up already, we're already late for breakfast, and I'm hungry!" I hollered.
"Shut up Ron, ever since Hermione left for break you've been rushing to every meal," Harry snapped back as he walked briskly down the stairs.
"Finally," I mumbled ignoring his statement. We walked quickly to the Great Hall and as I sat at the table, I pilled food onto my plate, digging right in.
"Gee Ron, someone might think you've been starved," Ginny remarked as she watched me eat.
"Can't a person eat in peace? I'm hungry, okay," I replied as I finished my pancake.
"So, how many days until break's over?" Fred asked curiously.
I watched everyone shrug and then quickly snapped, "Three days."
Everyone at the table broke into fits of laughter, much to my confusion.
"What? What's so funny?" I questioned, looking from face to face.
"Nothing Ron, you would never understand," George said just as the table was cleared of food and filled with desserts.
"Whatever you guys are doing, I'll let you know it's not at all funny," I stated. I finished my chocolate cake, and then left the Great Hall, closely followed by Harry.
"Would you slow down already, you don't have anywhere to go, do you?" Harry asked as I slowed.
"No…but…Harry, is it that obvious? " I asked, already knowing the answer.
"Please Ron, 3 days!" Harry mimicked.
"I can't help it, I miss her, man, this is really complicating," I muttered.
"Did you think that this relationship was going to be easy? You should know better than that, it's you and Hermione we're talking about here," Harry said shrugging.
"You make it sound like it's impossible, " I said in disbelieve.
Harry raised his eyebrow, "Well, it does seem just a bit like some phony play."
"Thanks PAL," I said in sarcasm.
"No problem, that's what I'm here for," Harry gloated.
"Yeah, sure, keep on telling that to yourself," I replied as we entered the library.
"Why exactly are we here?" Harry inquired.
I hadn't even realized where we were going, "I don't know, let's just go back."
~*Three Days Later*~
"Shouldn't the train be here already!" I exclaimed after walking around in circles, at the Hogsmeade station, 5 times. The snow was pilled on the ground, and it kept falling.
"No, it should be here in about twenty minutes, chill out already," Harry replied as he flipped through the new book he'd received for Christmas.
"What, twenty minutes, you said that an hour ago, you back stabbing liar," I snapped.
"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that," Harry replied, turning away from me.
I plopped down onto the small bench feeling nauseous after walking around in circles for nearly an hour. Break was finally over and Hermione would be back. Harry must have seen the smile on my face, because he burst into laughter.
"Did I miss something? What's so funny all the time," I asked, looking up as a bird flew by.
"You do know that it didn't ever bother you if she was gone, and now you're OVERLY obsessed. Right," Harry said to me for the billionth time this break.
I looked over to him, "Yeah, I've come to conclusion with that fact, but you don't understand…it's like I have to be with her, or something awful will happen. Stupid huh?"
"What do you mean 'something awful will happen'," Harry questioned with sudden curiosity.
"I don't know, it doesn't matter. I'm just weird like that," I stated not really paying any mind to the subject. Harry looked as though he were about to say something when there was a loud blast and the train came hurdling around the corner. I glanced at Harry one last time, and then turned to the opening doors of the train.
"Oy! How's it been," Seamus asked as he departed first.
"It's been Christmas," Harry replied shrugging his shoulders as Seamus headed to the school.
A group of 7th years came next, followed by a huddle of Gothic looking 4th years. At last, I saw Hermione walk out with her bags.
"Hermione! Over here, how have you been?" I asked approaching her happily. She smiled and embraced my tightly.
"God knows I've missed you," she whispered into my ear, before kissing me deeply. How I had missed that so.
"Oh, and what about me? I'll always be rejected," Harry muttered putting his hand to his forehead in a sad attempt to be dramatic.
"I'm sorry Harry, how awful of me," Hermione exclaimed, giving Harry a quick hug. He smiled and then proceeded to lift one of Hermione's bags, as I took the other.
"Let's go get a butter beer before we head back," Harry suggested already walking towards the three broomsticks. We entered the warm hub, glad to be out of the freezing weather.
"Our seats open, I'm amazed, it's always been taken," Hermione exclaimed heading to the nook that held the little table we'd declared our own.
"They knew we were going to come," I said tucking Hermione's luggage behind the cushioned seat. Hermione slid onto the large couch like bench already content.
"Three butter beers is it?" Rosmerta asked as she passed by.
"You bet, and make sure they're hot," Harry said as he sat across from Hermione and me.
"Come on guys, you're silent, tell me what you did this break," Hermione commanded.
"It was long. Very, very, very long," I said, so glad that she was sitting next to me at last.
"Long and what," Hermione questioned.
"It was relaxing, for some of us at least. I know I got a lot more sleep than I've gotten in months," Harry said emphasizing when he said 'some of us'.
"Who cares about our break, how was yours?" I inquired, curious to hear what she had been doing.
"Oh, it was wonderous. My family had the biggest meal we've ever had, and we went to so many different places in the city that I never even knew existed," Hermione said, her cheeks flushed red from the cold, and excitement.
"Sounds like a good time," Harry said, "lot better than ours, that's for sure."
"We had a good time though, right Harry? Don't you remember that good cake we ate for dessert a few days ago? That was great," I said sarcastically.
"Yeah, that was really good cake," Harry agreed.
"See, sounds like you all had a splendid time," Hermione confirmed as Rosmerta placed the butter beers on our table.
"If you would like to think that, then go right ahead, but I'm sure you had five times as much fun," I said smiling.
"Maybe, but I sure did miss you ," Hermione said looking directly at me when she spoke.
"You'll never understand how much I missed you," I replied starring into her eyes lovingly.
"That's what you think, but I know exactly how you feel," Hermione said.
We must have talked in our own little world for an hour, that was when Harry slowly stood up. He picked up the luggage and put a finger up to his mouth, telling me to be quiet. The door opened with a howl, and with the chiming of bells, he was gone.
We continued to talk until the heavily falling snow lessened at last.
"Come on, I want to give you the rest of the gift I got you for Christmas," I said as we walked to the door. As we got outside Hermione shivered, instinctively I put my shoulder around her, and we began to make the walk to Hogwarts.
"Ron, don't tell me you got more of a gift to give me, the books were more than enough!" Hermione exclaimed leaning her head on to my shoulder.
"No, I have something better for you, I know you'll love it too," I said smiling as I thought about the gift sitting on top of my trunk.
"You're so good to me," Hermione muttered dazedly, "so good."
I smiled, breathing in deeply, taking in her scent, and the feeling of her standing next to me.
"You're so beautiful," I whispered, knowing that only the billowing winds had heard me.
We climbed into the entrance hall, and proceeded to clamber up the winding, silent, stairs. The Fat Lady happily let us into the empty common room.
"Come on, follow me," I said leading her up the stairs to the boys dormitories. Hermione followed without hesitation. She sat down at the window seat as I quietly grabbed the gift from my trunk. I knew what she wanted for Christmas.
I placed the small package into her hands and she looked at it curiously.
"Go ahead, open it," I said, eager to know her reaction.
Hermione smiled and then slowly untied the crimson bow, letting it drop to the ground. She then peeled off the shiny white wrapping paper and gasped. In her hands was a large red heart with a wooden base that looked like steps. At the top of the 'steps' was a tiny pink heart.
"Ron-"Hermione began, but I cut her off.
"Push it," I said looking down at the heart. She reached her hand toward it, and lightly pushed. The heart slowly opened to revile a little girl and boy holding hands and spinning around. Above them hung a gold heart locket that glimmered against the light. A soft melody began to play as a song was lightly sung.
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream
When I want you in my arms
When I want you and all your charms
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream
"Do you like it?" I asked curiously.
"L-like it? I love it! Oh my god, Ron, thank you!!!" Hermione exclaimed, embracing my tightly. I smiled, glad to know she had liked it. Carefully unlatching the locket, I draped it around her neck. She seemed to light up with it on her. "Oh Ron, how'd you ever find this?"
"A lot of looking, it was actually the last one the shop had," I replied as she slowly opened the locket. On one side it said DREAM, and on the other, the following:
I'll love you now,
Now and forever.
Forever you'll be mine,
We'll always be together
"I really wasn't sure what to have written inside it," I remarked.
Tears of joy slowly filled her eyes, "It's the exact same one, the one I had before," she muttered.
She smiled and leaned in, I did too. That single kiss held so much love, and so much compassion. It lasted for what seemed like hours. I'd wanted her as my own for so long, and she was finally mine.
We were only brought back to reality as footsteps sounded on the stairs. We both stood, Hermione holding the music box and wrapping paper tightly. "I'll meet you in the common room I put this away," Hermione said, heading up to her dorm.
I walked into the common room and sat on the coach in relaxation.
"Hey Ron, there you are, I've been looking for you, how long did you stay at the Three Broomsticks?" Harry asked sitting across from me.
"We got back twenty minutes ago, or something like that," I replied breezily.
"Right, well it's almost time for dinner, so I'll see you down there,' Harry said before leaving. Hermione came into the common room a few minutes later.
"Hey, it's dinner time, lets go eat," I suggested as I stood.
"Right, all you can do is eat," Hermione said rolling her eyes.
"It's not good, not good at all," I said shaking my head jokingly.
***
The two walked down to the Great Hall, hand in hand. They laughed and talked happily, and while they did, the music box in Hermione's room slowly opened and the words 'Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam dream, dream, dream' could be heard.
A/N: Ahh, damn, it still sucks doesn't it. Well, uh, yeah, uh, can you PLEASE review? For the sake of my sanity???? Oh, to my dear reviewers, Muchos Gracias.
My quotes for the day that is
"Only in America do people order large fries, double cheeseburgers, and a diet coke…"
"If Barbie is so popular, why do you have to by her friends?"
"Only in America do banks leave both doors open, and then chain the pens to the counter…"
"People never say 'it's only a game,' when they're winning."
**Gee Whiz, these things are fun**
Disclaimer: NOT MINE.
The Weasel's Damsel
By: Silver Ice
Ron's P.O.V
I sat in the common room waiting for Harry to come down from the dorms.
"Would you hurry up already, we're already late for breakfast, and I'm hungry!" I hollered.
"Shut up Ron, ever since Hermione left for break you've been rushing to every meal," Harry snapped back as he walked briskly down the stairs.
"Finally," I mumbled ignoring his statement. We walked quickly to the Great Hall and as I sat at the table, I pilled food onto my plate, digging right in.
"Gee Ron, someone might think you've been starved," Ginny remarked as she watched me eat.
"Can't a person eat in peace? I'm hungry, okay," I replied as I finished my pancake.
"So, how many days until break's over?" Fred asked curiously.
I watched everyone shrug and then quickly snapped, "Three days."
Everyone at the table broke into fits of laughter, much to my confusion.
"What? What's so funny?" I questioned, looking from face to face.
"Nothing Ron, you would never understand," George said just as the table was cleared of food and filled with desserts.
"Whatever you guys are doing, I'll let you know it's not at all funny," I stated. I finished my chocolate cake, and then left the Great Hall, closely followed by Harry.
"Would you slow down already, you don't have anywhere to go, do you?" Harry asked as I slowed.
"No…but…Harry, is it that obvious? " I asked, already knowing the answer.
"Please Ron, 3 days!" Harry mimicked.
"I can't help it, I miss her, man, this is really complicating," I muttered.
"Did you think that this relationship was going to be easy? You should know better than that, it's you and Hermione we're talking about here," Harry said shrugging.
"You make it sound like it's impossible, " I said in disbelieve.
Harry raised his eyebrow, "Well, it does seem just a bit like some phony play."
"Thanks PAL," I said in sarcasm.
"No problem, that's what I'm here for," Harry gloated.
"Yeah, sure, keep on telling that to yourself," I replied as we entered the library.
"Why exactly are we here?" Harry inquired.
I hadn't even realized where we were going, "I don't know, let's just go back."
~*Three Days Later*~
"Shouldn't the train be here already!" I exclaimed after walking around in circles, at the Hogsmeade station, 5 times. The snow was pilled on the ground, and it kept falling.
"No, it should be here in about twenty minutes, chill out already," Harry replied as he flipped through the new book he'd received for Christmas.
"What, twenty minutes, you said that an hour ago, you back stabbing liar," I snapped.
"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that," Harry replied, turning away from me.
I plopped down onto the small bench feeling nauseous after walking around in circles for nearly an hour. Break was finally over and Hermione would be back. Harry must have seen the smile on my face, because he burst into laughter.
"Did I miss something? What's so funny all the time," I asked, looking up as a bird flew by.
"You do know that it didn't ever bother you if she was gone, and now you're OVERLY obsessed. Right," Harry said to me for the billionth time this break.
I looked over to him, "Yeah, I've come to conclusion with that fact, but you don't understand…it's like I have to be with her, or something awful will happen. Stupid huh?"
"What do you mean 'something awful will happen'," Harry questioned with sudden curiosity.
"I don't know, it doesn't matter. I'm just weird like that," I stated not really paying any mind to the subject. Harry looked as though he were about to say something when there was a loud blast and the train came hurdling around the corner. I glanced at Harry one last time, and then turned to the opening doors of the train.
"Oy! How's it been," Seamus asked as he departed first.
"It's been Christmas," Harry replied shrugging his shoulders as Seamus headed to the school.
A group of 7th years came next, followed by a huddle of Gothic looking 4th years. At last, I saw Hermione walk out with her bags.
"Hermione! Over here, how have you been?" I asked approaching her happily. She smiled and embraced my tightly.
"God knows I've missed you," she whispered into my ear, before kissing me deeply. How I had missed that so.
"Oh, and what about me? I'll always be rejected," Harry muttered putting his hand to his forehead in a sad attempt to be dramatic.
"I'm sorry Harry, how awful of me," Hermione exclaimed, giving Harry a quick hug. He smiled and then proceeded to lift one of Hermione's bags, as I took the other.
"Let's go get a butter beer before we head back," Harry suggested already walking towards the three broomsticks. We entered the warm hub, glad to be out of the freezing weather.
"Our seats open, I'm amazed, it's always been taken," Hermione exclaimed heading to the nook that held the little table we'd declared our own.
"They knew we were going to come," I said tucking Hermione's luggage behind the cushioned seat. Hermione slid onto the large couch like bench already content.
"Three butter beers is it?" Rosmerta asked as she passed by.
"You bet, and make sure they're hot," Harry said as he sat across from Hermione and me.
"Come on guys, you're silent, tell me what you did this break," Hermione commanded.
"It was long. Very, very, very long," I said, so glad that she was sitting next to me at last.
"Long and what," Hermione questioned.
"It was relaxing, for some of us at least. I know I got a lot more sleep than I've gotten in months," Harry said emphasizing when he said 'some of us'.
"Who cares about our break, how was yours?" I inquired, curious to hear what she had been doing.
"Oh, it was wonderous. My family had the biggest meal we've ever had, and we went to so many different places in the city that I never even knew existed," Hermione said, her cheeks flushed red from the cold, and excitement.
"Sounds like a good time," Harry said, "lot better than ours, that's for sure."
"We had a good time though, right Harry? Don't you remember that good cake we ate for dessert a few days ago? That was great," I said sarcastically.
"Yeah, that was really good cake," Harry agreed.
"See, sounds like you all had a splendid time," Hermione confirmed as Rosmerta placed the butter beers on our table.
"If you would like to think that, then go right ahead, but I'm sure you had five times as much fun," I said smiling.
"Maybe, but I sure did miss you ," Hermione said looking directly at me when she spoke.
"You'll never understand how much I missed you," I replied starring into her eyes lovingly.
"That's what you think, but I know exactly how you feel," Hermione said.
We must have talked in our own little world for an hour, that was when Harry slowly stood up. He picked up the luggage and put a finger up to his mouth, telling me to be quiet. The door opened with a howl, and with the chiming of bells, he was gone.
We continued to talk until the heavily falling snow lessened at last.
"Come on, I want to give you the rest of the gift I got you for Christmas," I said as we walked to the door. As we got outside Hermione shivered, instinctively I put my shoulder around her, and we began to make the walk to Hogwarts.
"Ron, don't tell me you got more of a gift to give me, the books were more than enough!" Hermione exclaimed leaning her head on to my shoulder.
"No, I have something better for you, I know you'll love it too," I said smiling as I thought about the gift sitting on top of my trunk.
"You're so good to me," Hermione muttered dazedly, "so good."
I smiled, breathing in deeply, taking in her scent, and the feeling of her standing next to me.
"You're so beautiful," I whispered, knowing that only the billowing winds had heard me.
We climbed into the entrance hall, and proceeded to clamber up the winding, silent, stairs. The Fat Lady happily let us into the empty common room.
"Come on, follow me," I said leading her up the stairs to the boys dormitories. Hermione followed without hesitation. She sat down at the window seat as I quietly grabbed the gift from my trunk. I knew what she wanted for Christmas.
I placed the small package into her hands and she looked at it curiously.
"Go ahead, open it," I said, eager to know her reaction.
Hermione smiled and then slowly untied the crimson bow, letting it drop to the ground. She then peeled off the shiny white wrapping paper and gasped. In her hands was a large red heart with a wooden base that looked like steps. At the top of the 'steps' was a tiny pink heart.
"Ron-"Hermione began, but I cut her off.
"Push it," I said looking down at the heart. She reached her hand toward it, and lightly pushed. The heart slowly opened to revile a little girl and boy holding hands and spinning around. Above them hung a gold heart locket that glimmered against the light. A soft melody began to play as a song was lightly sung.
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream
When I want you in my arms
When I want you and all your charms
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream
Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream
"Do you like it?" I asked curiously.
"L-like it? I love it! Oh my god, Ron, thank you!!!" Hermione exclaimed, embracing my tightly. I smiled, glad to know she had liked it. Carefully unlatching the locket, I draped it around her neck. She seemed to light up with it on her. "Oh Ron, how'd you ever find this?"
"A lot of looking, it was actually the last one the shop had," I replied as she slowly opened the locket. On one side it said DREAM, and on the other, the following:
I'll love you now,
Now and forever.
Forever you'll be mine,
We'll always be together
"I really wasn't sure what to have written inside it," I remarked.
Tears of joy slowly filled her eyes, "It's the exact same one, the one I had before," she muttered.
She smiled and leaned in, I did too. That single kiss held so much love, and so much compassion. It lasted for what seemed like hours. I'd wanted her as my own for so long, and she was finally mine.
We were only brought back to reality as footsteps sounded on the stairs. We both stood, Hermione holding the music box and wrapping paper tightly. "I'll meet you in the common room I put this away," Hermione said, heading up to her dorm.
I walked into the common room and sat on the coach in relaxation.
"Hey Ron, there you are, I've been looking for you, how long did you stay at the Three Broomsticks?" Harry asked sitting across from me.
"We got back twenty minutes ago, or something like that," I replied breezily.
"Right, well it's almost time for dinner, so I'll see you down there,' Harry said before leaving. Hermione came into the common room a few minutes later.
"Hey, it's dinner time, lets go eat," I suggested as I stood.
"Right, all you can do is eat," Hermione said rolling her eyes.
"It's not good, not good at all," I said shaking my head jokingly.
***
The two walked down to the Great Hall, hand in hand. They laughed and talked happily, and while they did, the music box in Hermione's room slowly opened and the words 'Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam dream, dream, dream' could be heard.
A/N: Ahh, damn, it still sucks doesn't it. Well, uh, yeah, uh, can you PLEASE review? For the sake of my sanity???? Oh, to my dear reviewers, Muchos Gracias.
My quotes for the day that is
"Only in America do people order large fries, double cheeseburgers, and a diet coke…"
"If Barbie is so popular, why do you have to by her friends?"
"Only in America do banks leave both doors open, and then chain the pens to the counter…"
"People never say 'it's only a game,' when they're winning."
**Gee Whiz, these things are fun**