Everything is JK Rowling's except for the plot.. that's mine.
""dreaming""
Thoughts
"speaking"
Chapter 2--Waking
""Harry NO! Don't do this, we can find another way!""
""No Ron, I'm afraid that we can't. Goodbye Ron.""
""Harry NO!""
"Ron wake up. For goodness sake, you blockhead will you wake up! Will you ever wake up at a decent time. Ron WAKE UP!"
"I'm up, I'm up. What time is it Ginny?" Ron glanced out the window. "Bloody hell, it is still dark out. How can you expect a fellow to wake up when it is still dark outside?"
"Hey, not my idea. You forget, Mister Hero-Who-Saved-Us-All, you were the one who told me to wake you up. Now if you will excuse me, I am going back to bed." And with that Ginny stalked out of the room back to her bed.
"Wonder what is up with her." Ron signs and flips his red and gold bed covers off his bed and slips his feet into his velvet slippers. Looking around the room he searches for his robes for the day. The room is anything but what you would think a hero's room would look like. There are Quidditch posters all over the walls, spell books such as A Practical Magical Guide to Everything and Quidditch through the Ages stacked in random piles, potion ingredients cluttered around the fireplace, and robes of all colors in bright piles around the room. The only thing that is remotely organized is the carefully placed wizard photos that cover any available flat space.
Signing, Ron picks up a red and gold picture frame. Smiling and waving at him from the picture are his two best friends, Harry and Hermione, in their graduation robes. In the background, the rest of the Gryffindor house is holding a sign up that to this day still makes Ron chuckle. "Hogwart's Cutest and most Unlikely Couple." Thinking back on those carefree days just before the war broke out in earnest, Ron remembered how hard it was for him to get his two friends to realize that they were made for each other. It had cost him more than one night in the hospital from injuries from Hermione, but with his twin brothers, George and Fred, along with half the Gryffindor house's help, he had finally gotten the two to go on a date during their sixth year. After that it was history. Everyone thought that they would be married within a year of graduation. Everyone was wrong. Six months after starting out on his adult life, Voldemort took everything from him.
Pulling on his robes for the day, Ron remembered why he needed to wake up so early and rushed through his morning routine. He planning to do the impossible today and he needed to start now in order to complete it before midnight.
Back in her room, Ginny sinks upon her bed and stares into space. "I wonder if he even realizes what day it is. Knowing him no, but you would think he would remember the day all the other wizarding world remembers. Oh well, no use in going back to bed now. I might as well start to get ready for the celebration. Though why we celebrate this awful day is beyond me."
"Ginny are you ready to go?" Ron asks gently when he stuck his head into the door. "You've been in here for nearly four hours and it is time for the memorial service. Your big brother has a speech to give and you wouldn't want to miss that would you?"
"Coming." Ginny says wiping away her tears. "Let's go."
""dreaming""
Thoughts
"speaking"
Chapter 2--Waking
""Harry NO! Don't do this, we can find another way!""
""No Ron, I'm afraid that we can't. Goodbye Ron.""
""Harry NO!""
"Ron wake up. For goodness sake, you blockhead will you wake up! Will you ever wake up at a decent time. Ron WAKE UP!"
"I'm up, I'm up. What time is it Ginny?" Ron glanced out the window. "Bloody hell, it is still dark out. How can you expect a fellow to wake up when it is still dark outside?"
"Hey, not my idea. You forget, Mister Hero-Who-Saved-Us-All, you were the one who told me to wake you up. Now if you will excuse me, I am going back to bed." And with that Ginny stalked out of the room back to her bed.
"Wonder what is up with her." Ron signs and flips his red and gold bed covers off his bed and slips his feet into his velvet slippers. Looking around the room he searches for his robes for the day. The room is anything but what you would think a hero's room would look like. There are Quidditch posters all over the walls, spell books such as A Practical Magical Guide to Everything and Quidditch through the Ages stacked in random piles, potion ingredients cluttered around the fireplace, and robes of all colors in bright piles around the room. The only thing that is remotely organized is the carefully placed wizard photos that cover any available flat space.
Signing, Ron picks up a red and gold picture frame. Smiling and waving at him from the picture are his two best friends, Harry and Hermione, in their graduation robes. In the background, the rest of the Gryffindor house is holding a sign up that to this day still makes Ron chuckle. "Hogwart's Cutest and most Unlikely Couple." Thinking back on those carefree days just before the war broke out in earnest, Ron remembered how hard it was for him to get his two friends to realize that they were made for each other. It had cost him more than one night in the hospital from injuries from Hermione, but with his twin brothers, George and Fred, along with half the Gryffindor house's help, he had finally gotten the two to go on a date during their sixth year. After that it was history. Everyone thought that they would be married within a year of graduation. Everyone was wrong. Six months after starting out on his adult life, Voldemort took everything from him.
Pulling on his robes for the day, Ron remembered why he needed to wake up so early and rushed through his morning routine. He planning to do the impossible today and he needed to start now in order to complete it before midnight.
Back in her room, Ginny sinks upon her bed and stares into space. "I wonder if he even realizes what day it is. Knowing him no, but you would think he would remember the day all the other wizarding world remembers. Oh well, no use in going back to bed now. I might as well start to get ready for the celebration. Though why we celebrate this awful day is beyond me."
"Ginny are you ready to go?" Ron asks gently when he stuck his head into the door. "You've been in here for nearly four hours and it is time for the memorial service. Your big brother has a speech to give and you wouldn't want to miss that would you?"
"Coming." Ginny says wiping away her tears. "Let's go."
