oh lordy.. i haven't posted in forever. sorry. i've been
working on my domain. lol. kudos to the.. what? two
commenters? but hey, it's my fault. oh do i NEED to
disclaim? are you really that thick? no i'm not JK. duh. 3
Sarah
Oh and just so you know... this is the last chapter to part
one... there are about 6 more chapters to come in part two...
oooh! lol....
Over the next week, the atmosphere was suffocating. Hermione rarely left the library or spoke to anyone. Even Neville. When Ron wasn't with erin, whom he had become obsessively "in love" with over the last two weeks, he was talking about her or mocking Hermione, nonstop. But when they ran into eachother, neither had much to say, or, anything, rather. But that would rarely happen.
On one night in particular, Harry was sipping on Butterbeer with Ginny, Neville, Seamus and Parvati in the common room when Ron walked in, gloomily, holding a text book in his hands. He started for the dormitory when a piece of fresh, but worn parchment slid off the top of the book and onto the floor. Harry and Ron's eyes both darted toward it, and both lunged for it at the same time. Harry had to have something to use to get his friend to talk to him. He seemed like he wanted it a lot.
Harry gripped the paper tight, but Ron gripped it tighter. They pulled at the same time. They fell backwards, each holding a rugged half of the parchment. Ron glared at harry and tugged the paper out of his hands. Neither spoke a word. Ron's eyes were cold and tired. "Fine. Forget it." Harry grunted, and Ron stood up and walked away. "what was that all about, Harry?" Ginny asked, leaning over toward him. "I was trying to get his attention." He murmurmed. "You got it." Seamus laughed. "It looked like he was about to give you a good beating too." "Ha ha Seamus, very funny." Neville said, with worry in his eyes. "Ron's changed a lot lately. Harry was just trying to find out what his problem was, but, obviously, he's not ready to share it." The three all gave Neville a strange look as he continued. "It's also obvious that he's really wrapped up in his new girlfriend and that he's desperatley in love with her and-" "Neville, was it you whole stole my issue of Witch Weekly?" His eyes fell and he nodded. Seamus burst out laughing. Dean Thomas waltzed in humming a song underneath his breath that none of the group recognized and took a seat. "Guess what I just saw!" he exclaimed.
Hermione walked out of the library, still not feeling like she had learned enough. She had just finished the New Age Charms.. More Charms than Humanly Possible to Learn and Use in a Lifetime VOLUME FOUR. She wasn't quite tired, so she decided she would try and communicate with the other Gryffindors for once that week. She walked in as GinNy, Harry, Neville and Seamus' mouths dropped at the story that Dean Thomas was telling came to a close. "I can't believe that. I thought that they were-" "Hey guys. Am I interrupting something? If I am, I can always just go to bed." Ginny arched a suprised brow. "Hey hermione, oh, no you're not. Dean was just telling us about..." She looked at Harry for help. "This new play that he made up for the quidditch team, it's amazing. It will definitley blow Slytherin away." Hermione nodded. "That's great." She paused. "But this is the last week of school... Why are you making plays for quidditch?" "Oh! It's because we want to get ahead for next year. Especially for the fact that our two best beaters in years are gone." Harry added. Hermione nodded again. "Great." She smiled. "can I join you?" They nodded in unison.
After a few minutes of the group loudly chatting about quidditch, magazines and other stuff, heavy footsteps could be heard, coming from the boys dormitory. "Oh no... Someone's sleep walking again.." Dean groaned. Harry chuckled. The footsteps ceased for a moment, followed by a loud thump, a yelp and a crack. "that's loud.." Ginny exclaimed. Neville gave her a look of sympathy, he was thinking that it was so obvious that it was loud, why did she have to speak it for them all? "Err.. I'm going to go investigate..." Seamus laughed and stood up. "Pray for me." They laughed at him.
Seamus walked up to the boys dormitory. There was a grumbling sound and another loud thump. He opened the door to see Ron walking around the room, as if he was in a daze. Ron obviously hadn't been getting much sleep lately, and when he didn't, it was restless. he would either talk in his sleep or the occassional sleep walking. he laughed. Ron hadn't quite woken up yet. So Seamus guided him to his bed and Ron lay peacefully, half of his body on the bed and the rest hovering over the ground. He murmured a quite, "Never again." as Seamus walked out of the door and down to the commons, not taking notice of this at all.
By the end of the week, hermione had patched up things with her old friends, they didn't hold grudges, because that's what friends were for... well... then again. She hadn't even spoken to Ron, and she held a regret deeply to her heart for yelling at him that night, but what could she do? She was going to visit the americas for a month over the summer and then lay back at home and await her hogwarts letter. She couldn't wait.
Over the next week, the atmosphere was suffocating. Hermione rarely left the library or spoke to anyone. Even Neville. When Ron wasn't with erin, whom he had become obsessively "in love" with over the last two weeks, he was talking about her or mocking Hermione, nonstop. But when they ran into eachother, neither had much to say, or, anything, rather. But that would rarely happen.
On one night in particular, Harry was sipping on Butterbeer with Ginny, Neville, Seamus and Parvati in the common room when Ron walked in, gloomily, holding a text book in his hands. He started for the dormitory when a piece of fresh, but worn parchment slid off the top of the book and onto the floor. Harry and Ron's eyes both darted toward it, and both lunged for it at the same time. Harry had to have something to use to get his friend to talk to him. He seemed like he wanted it a lot.
Harry gripped the paper tight, but Ron gripped it tighter. They pulled at the same time. They fell backwards, each holding a rugged half of the parchment. Ron glared at harry and tugged the paper out of his hands. Neither spoke a word. Ron's eyes were cold and tired. "Fine. Forget it." Harry grunted, and Ron stood up and walked away. "what was that all about, Harry?" Ginny asked, leaning over toward him. "I was trying to get his attention." He murmurmed. "You got it." Seamus laughed. "It looked like he was about to give you a good beating too." "Ha ha Seamus, very funny." Neville said, with worry in his eyes. "Ron's changed a lot lately. Harry was just trying to find out what his problem was, but, obviously, he's not ready to share it." The three all gave Neville a strange look as he continued. "It's also obvious that he's really wrapped up in his new girlfriend and that he's desperatley in love with her and-" "Neville, was it you whole stole my issue of Witch Weekly?" His eyes fell and he nodded. Seamus burst out laughing. Dean Thomas waltzed in humming a song underneath his breath that none of the group recognized and took a seat. "Guess what I just saw!" he exclaimed.
Hermione walked out of the library, still not feeling like she had learned enough. She had just finished the New Age Charms.. More Charms than Humanly Possible to Learn and Use in a Lifetime VOLUME FOUR. She wasn't quite tired, so she decided she would try and communicate with the other Gryffindors for once that week. She walked in as GinNy, Harry, Neville and Seamus' mouths dropped at the story that Dean Thomas was telling came to a close. "I can't believe that. I thought that they were-" "Hey guys. Am I interrupting something? If I am, I can always just go to bed." Ginny arched a suprised brow. "Hey hermione, oh, no you're not. Dean was just telling us about..." She looked at Harry for help. "This new play that he made up for the quidditch team, it's amazing. It will definitley blow Slytherin away." Hermione nodded. "That's great." She paused. "But this is the last week of school... Why are you making plays for quidditch?" "Oh! It's because we want to get ahead for next year. Especially for the fact that our two best beaters in years are gone." Harry added. Hermione nodded again. "Great." She smiled. "can I join you?" They nodded in unison.
After a few minutes of the group loudly chatting about quidditch, magazines and other stuff, heavy footsteps could be heard, coming from the boys dormitory. "Oh no... Someone's sleep walking again.." Dean groaned. Harry chuckled. The footsteps ceased for a moment, followed by a loud thump, a yelp and a crack. "that's loud.." Ginny exclaimed. Neville gave her a look of sympathy, he was thinking that it was so obvious that it was loud, why did she have to speak it for them all? "Err.. I'm going to go investigate..." Seamus laughed and stood up. "Pray for me." They laughed at him.
Seamus walked up to the boys dormitory. There was a grumbling sound and another loud thump. He opened the door to see Ron walking around the room, as if he was in a daze. Ron obviously hadn't been getting much sleep lately, and when he didn't, it was restless. he would either talk in his sleep or the occassional sleep walking. he laughed. Ron hadn't quite woken up yet. So Seamus guided him to his bed and Ron lay peacefully, half of his body on the bed and the rest hovering over the ground. He murmured a quite, "Never again." as Seamus walked out of the door and down to the commons, not taking notice of this at all.
By the end of the week, hermione had patched up things with her old friends, they didn't hold grudges, because that's what friends were for... well... then again. She hadn't even spoken to Ron, and she held a regret deeply to her heart for yelling at him that night, but what could she do? She was going to visit the americas for a month over the summer and then lay back at home and await her hogwarts letter. She couldn't wait.