Well, I see lots of people had complaints about the third chapter and it being completely crap and all. God, I get so pissed at those people I wanna CUT THEIR FINGERS OFF AND SHOVE IT DOWN THEIR THROAT. Excuse me, I expect someone would decide to be a smartarse and know better and write something about what I just said. Now, that would make me angrier and I'll get really crazy and never return to this story and delete it. AND I SUPPOSE SOMEBODY WOULD STICK UP HIS OR HER NOSE ABOUT THIS AS WELL. HUFF I am in such a bad mood today. Everyone is bugging me. Everyone is analyzing me. I feel so angry today. I saw NOTHING wrong with the third chapter. AND I'LL WRITE THIS ONE MORE TIME. I WROTE THAT CHAPTER BECAUSE IT IS NECESSARY FOR THE SAKE OF 'MAKING SENSE' AND 'FLOWING WELL' God, I'm really peeved off today. But I won't let that affect my writing. I'll just listen to a song by The Cranberries and I'll be fine. Ah, they rock the world.
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BE WITH YOU
By
SilentSoul
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Fourth Chapter
-Empty-
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"Oh, Honey, what do we do about Hermione. Something so little like that just destroys her. We can't take her to a psychiatrist...they don't know about her situations. Oh, I was so surprised at what that funny old man with the long, white beard told me. What was his name? Alby Tumbledoor, was it? Oh, that's right, Albus Dumbledore."
"I know what you mean, Alice. But there's nothing we can do. We don't know anyone and she refuses to say anything about her world. Maybe we should ask that Harry boy to come here. He knows about people who don't use magic, doesn't he?"
"Yes, but how do we contact him. Hermione doesn't tell us, remember."
"I see...what about our neighbor?"
"Neighbor?"
"You know, number 11, Hermione's teacher at Hogwarts?"
"But are you sure that he would be able to help?"
"Oh, come on Alice, he's Hermione's idol! Have a bit of faith, we have to try everything."
Alice Granger smiled.
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Hermione walked out and began walking through the streets. She sat on a swing at the nearest park and began humming a tune from a muggle band that she recently discovered that the lead singer was a witch.
"Something has left my life
And I don't know where it went to
Somebody caused me strife
And it's not what I was seeking
Didn't you see me, didn't you hear me
Didn't you see me standing there?
Why did you turn out the lights?
Did you know that I was sleeping?
Say a prayer for me
Help to feel the strength I did
My identity has it been taken
Is my heart breaking on me?
All my plans fell through my hands
They fell
Through my hands on me
All my dreams it suddenly seems
It suddenly seems
Empty~
Empty~
Empty~
Empty~
Empty~
Empty~
Empty~"
Another tear began rolling down her cheek. Sadness filled her heart.
"Ron..."
Will something happen to us? Something has happened. Will one of us fall in love again? No, never. Will one of us have this burden for life and never move on? Yes, forever.
"Come back, Ron. Please. You can't leave me here alone..."
She jumped when someone placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Ron?"
Hermione spun around. She turned her head down and closed her eyes, letting another tear escape her eyelids. Snape kneeled down. He held her chin and lifted it So she could look at him.
"Are you alright, Hermione?"
Hermione didn't have the strength to answer back.
"Hermione, I realize what you are going through is very painful. I am not urging you to get over your problems."
"You don't realize anything! It's beyond any pain you can imagine. It destroys you, it kills your soul and rots away your sanity, and it never gives it back! Please, just leave me be."
Snape just looked at her without an expression.
"Everyone has left you to be since you were 18. Now you are twenty and turning 21 this year. Don't you understand unless you try to do something, you will stay like this forever, miserable, cold, and lonely. People around you want to help you, Hermione. Don't you understand that? I know how you feel because I went through something similar many years ago."
Hermione turned her head away sharply. Then, in a cold voice, she spoke.
"Don't you dare think you know me Mister Severus Snape. No one does and no one ever will. YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING SO STOP ACTING LIKE YOU DO! Ron's not gone, he's still here although his body isn't present. I still have him. I still love him, he loves me, and nothing can change that."
"People worry about you very much. Don't you want to let them know that you are happy and well? Look at you eyes, Hermione. They are filled with unhappiness and constant pain. They don't have that vibrant energetic intensity that use to be there."
"Why are you trying to help? Did my parents ask you to?"
Snape's eyes grew dark.
"There's a difference between being forced to help and wanting to help, professor Snape. And that difference is huge. I don't want any bit of your help. Thanks for making my day so enjoyable, Professor. GOODBYE."
Hermione stood up and stalked off into another street. Snape was still kneeling on the ground. He ran his hands through his hair and sighed. She did not understand him. That's why she couldn't let him understand her. She did not understand how he felt.
"Hermione...my precious Hermione."
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Hermione was walking towards her home. She thought about Snape. Why did he want to help? Sure he was generous to her towards the end of her Hogwarts years, and he was very caring and supportive during the war, but this...helping her with lost loved ones...Maybe he did have a point when he said she was suffering too long.
She stopped at the doorstep and looked at the house beside her. Snape's house. Maybe he really does want to help...
"Hermione, sweetie, how was your day?"
"Absolutely disgusting," she spat.
Hermione hated it how her parents kept on asking and forcing people to 'talk to her' and 'be supportive'. Didn't they realize that even if she wanted support, she wanted real support, not something artificial.
Hermione's parents frowned and watched here climb up the stairs sullenly.
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I am so scared to update cause someone might be a smartarse. I am telling you, IF YOU WANT TO MAKE A CORRECTION, EEEMMAAIILLL MEEEE!!!
Now, I hope that has been made clear.
The song 'Empty' is by THE great and mighty CRANBERRIES!!! Just in case you wanted to know. ;)
Till next time, JA MATA!
-SilentSoul
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BE WITH YOU
By
SilentSoul
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Fourth Chapter
-Empty-
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"Oh, Honey, what do we do about Hermione. Something so little like that just destroys her. We can't take her to a psychiatrist...they don't know about her situations. Oh, I was so surprised at what that funny old man with the long, white beard told me. What was his name? Alby Tumbledoor, was it? Oh, that's right, Albus Dumbledore."
"I know what you mean, Alice. But there's nothing we can do. We don't know anyone and she refuses to say anything about her world. Maybe we should ask that Harry boy to come here. He knows about people who don't use magic, doesn't he?"
"Yes, but how do we contact him. Hermione doesn't tell us, remember."
"I see...what about our neighbor?"
"Neighbor?"
"You know, number 11, Hermione's teacher at Hogwarts?"
"But are you sure that he would be able to help?"
"Oh, come on Alice, he's Hermione's idol! Have a bit of faith, we have to try everything."
Alice Granger smiled.
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Hermione walked out and began walking through the streets. She sat on a swing at the nearest park and began humming a tune from a muggle band that she recently discovered that the lead singer was a witch.
"Something has left my life
And I don't know where it went to
Somebody caused me strife
And it's not what I was seeking
Didn't you see me, didn't you hear me
Didn't you see me standing there?
Why did you turn out the lights?
Did you know that I was sleeping?
Say a prayer for me
Help to feel the strength I did
My identity has it been taken
Is my heart breaking on me?
All my plans fell through my hands
They fell
Through my hands on me
All my dreams it suddenly seems
It suddenly seems
Empty~
Empty~
Empty~
Empty~
Empty~
Empty~
Empty~"
Another tear began rolling down her cheek. Sadness filled her heart.
"Ron..."
Will something happen to us? Something has happened. Will one of us fall in love again? No, never. Will one of us have this burden for life and never move on? Yes, forever.
"Come back, Ron. Please. You can't leave me here alone..."
She jumped when someone placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Ron?"
Hermione spun around. She turned her head down and closed her eyes, letting another tear escape her eyelids. Snape kneeled down. He held her chin and lifted it So she could look at him.
"Are you alright, Hermione?"
Hermione didn't have the strength to answer back.
"Hermione, I realize what you are going through is very painful. I am not urging you to get over your problems."
"You don't realize anything! It's beyond any pain you can imagine. It destroys you, it kills your soul and rots away your sanity, and it never gives it back! Please, just leave me be."
Snape just looked at her without an expression.
"Everyone has left you to be since you were 18. Now you are twenty and turning 21 this year. Don't you understand unless you try to do something, you will stay like this forever, miserable, cold, and lonely. People around you want to help you, Hermione. Don't you understand that? I know how you feel because I went through something similar many years ago."
Hermione turned her head away sharply. Then, in a cold voice, she spoke.
"Don't you dare think you know me Mister Severus Snape. No one does and no one ever will. YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING SO STOP ACTING LIKE YOU DO! Ron's not gone, he's still here although his body isn't present. I still have him. I still love him, he loves me, and nothing can change that."
"People worry about you very much. Don't you want to let them know that you are happy and well? Look at you eyes, Hermione. They are filled with unhappiness and constant pain. They don't have that vibrant energetic intensity that use to be there."
"Why are you trying to help? Did my parents ask you to?"
Snape's eyes grew dark.
"There's a difference between being forced to help and wanting to help, professor Snape. And that difference is huge. I don't want any bit of your help. Thanks for making my day so enjoyable, Professor. GOODBYE."
Hermione stood up and stalked off into another street. Snape was still kneeling on the ground. He ran his hands through his hair and sighed. She did not understand him. That's why she couldn't let him understand her. She did not understand how he felt.
"Hermione...my precious Hermione."
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Hermione was walking towards her home. She thought about Snape. Why did he want to help? Sure he was generous to her towards the end of her Hogwarts years, and he was very caring and supportive during the war, but this...helping her with lost loved ones...Maybe he did have a point when he said she was suffering too long.
She stopped at the doorstep and looked at the house beside her. Snape's house. Maybe he really does want to help...
"Hermione, sweetie, how was your day?"
"Absolutely disgusting," she spat.
Hermione hated it how her parents kept on asking and forcing people to 'talk to her' and 'be supportive'. Didn't they realize that even if she wanted support, she wanted real support, not something artificial.
Hermione's parents frowned and watched here climb up the stairs sullenly.
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I am so scared to update cause someone might be a smartarse. I am telling you, IF YOU WANT TO MAKE A CORRECTION, EEEMMAAIILLL MEEEE!!!
Now, I hope that has been made clear.
The song 'Empty' is by THE great and mighty CRANBERRIES!!! Just in case you wanted to know. ;)
Till next time, JA MATA!
-SilentSoul