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"Ron is getting married to Lavender?" Hermione asked. Now she understood Harry's sober look that he had on his face. She felt the tears welling up in her eyes again.
"Yeah." Harry looked at his feet. "Sorry Hermione."
Hermione turned away. "It's okay Harry. It isn't your fault. I'm hope that Ron will be happy with Lavender."
"Yeah. I hope that he learns what a mistake it was to let someone like you go." Harry said softly.
"Thank you, Harry. But I don't think Ron cares. I'm sure he is going to be much happier with Lavender than he will be with me."
"So, will you come? It's all right if you don't. I'll understand." Harry did seem truly sorry.
"I'm not entirely sure yet. I'll have to think about it. I'll write you or Ron to tell if I'm coming or not." Hermione was determined not to cry in front of Harry.
Harry left, leaving Hermione to think about what was happening, and whether or not she would go to the wedding. Her eyes burned from the effort of trying to keep her tears back. So, she let them go.
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Harry went to Ron's house, and knocked on his door. Ron answered and let him in.
"So, is Hermione coming to the wedding?" Ron asked eagerly.
"Dunno. She doesn't know if she will or not." Harry said calmly.
"What do you mean she doesn't know? Doesn't she want to come?" Harry couldn't believe Ron was being so thick.
"Ron! You dumped her for Lavender Brown! Why would she come to your wedding to her?!" Harry shouted.
"Well, why not?!" Ron asked a bit rudely. He obviously didn't understand.
"Hermione loved you, Ron!" Harry sighed. "She loved you, and you dropped her for Lavender. So why would she come to a wedding to watch the guy she loved getting married to someone else?" Harry hoped that Ron got the picture now. Jeez, this was taking long enough.
"Oh." Ron said. He just now realized how much he had hurt Hermione. Now, he was stuck in between two girls that loved him. Hermione Granger, and his Fiancé, Lavender Brown.
"What should I do, Harry?" Ron asked, sounding helpless.
"Well mate, which one do you love the most?"
Which one did Ron love the most? Hermione, or Lavender? One of his best friends, who had been there for him for the past seven years, who always had the answer, who had always let Harry and himself copy off of her homework, even though she said she wasn't going to? Or some girl that he had just started noticing when she began wearing more make-up, and helped him in Divination? Some girl that he barely talked to before he asked her out?
It was no longer a contest. Ron knew which one he loved more, and he somehow had to tell her. ***********************************************
After work, Hermione went home to Crookshanks and Dashley. Crookshanks was chasing Dashley around the house madly, as if he wanted to eat her. Hermione picked her ginger fluff ball of a cat up, set him on the counter, and poured some cat food into a bowl for him to eat.
Dashley came down from the ceiling fan and landed on Hermione's shoulder. She nipped Hermione's ear affectionately. Hermione gave her an owl treat to keep her happy, and set her back in her cage for some sleep while Crookshanks ate.
She didn't know if she would go to the wedding. As Ron's best friend, she wouldn't need to think about it. But, as his ex, she really didn't think she wanted to go. Lavender was pretty, but Hermione really couldn't stand her. In the fifth year, Lavender talked about Harry in the girl's dormitories. And she and Pavarti worshiped the very ground that the fraud that taught Divination walked on.
What did Ron see in her, anyways? Hermione didn't think Lavender was very special. But, obviously he does, Hermione thought miserably. He must see something in her, or else he wouldn't be marrying her, now would he?
Just then, Hermione heard a small pop, and Crookshanks hissing madly in the kitchen. She cocked her head slightly and grabbed her wand. She stood up straight, and walked into the kitchen.
Me: Hey there. Sorry about not updating this sooner. I still need to work on my other story. Please don't be to upset with me for not updating sooner. As you may be able to tell in this chapter, things are starting to get better. Ron's finally realized how much he hurt Hermione by going out with Lavender, and he realizes who he really loves. I think there is only going to be about two more chapters, maybe just one. Well, please review what you think about this chapter. Thank you. =)
"Ron is getting married to Lavender?" Hermione asked. Now she understood Harry's sober look that he had on his face. She felt the tears welling up in her eyes again.
"Yeah." Harry looked at his feet. "Sorry Hermione."
Hermione turned away. "It's okay Harry. It isn't your fault. I'm hope that Ron will be happy with Lavender."
"Yeah. I hope that he learns what a mistake it was to let someone like you go." Harry said softly.
"Thank you, Harry. But I don't think Ron cares. I'm sure he is going to be much happier with Lavender than he will be with me."
"So, will you come? It's all right if you don't. I'll understand." Harry did seem truly sorry.
"I'm not entirely sure yet. I'll have to think about it. I'll write you or Ron to tell if I'm coming or not." Hermione was determined not to cry in front of Harry.
Harry left, leaving Hermione to think about what was happening, and whether or not she would go to the wedding. Her eyes burned from the effort of trying to keep her tears back. So, she let them go.
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Harry went to Ron's house, and knocked on his door. Ron answered and let him in.
"So, is Hermione coming to the wedding?" Ron asked eagerly.
"Dunno. She doesn't know if she will or not." Harry said calmly.
"What do you mean she doesn't know? Doesn't she want to come?" Harry couldn't believe Ron was being so thick.
"Ron! You dumped her for Lavender Brown! Why would she come to your wedding to her?!" Harry shouted.
"Well, why not?!" Ron asked a bit rudely. He obviously didn't understand.
"Hermione loved you, Ron!" Harry sighed. "She loved you, and you dropped her for Lavender. So why would she come to a wedding to watch the guy she loved getting married to someone else?" Harry hoped that Ron got the picture now. Jeez, this was taking long enough.
"Oh." Ron said. He just now realized how much he had hurt Hermione. Now, he was stuck in between two girls that loved him. Hermione Granger, and his Fiancé, Lavender Brown.
"What should I do, Harry?" Ron asked, sounding helpless.
"Well mate, which one do you love the most?"
Which one did Ron love the most? Hermione, or Lavender? One of his best friends, who had been there for him for the past seven years, who always had the answer, who had always let Harry and himself copy off of her homework, even though she said she wasn't going to? Or some girl that he had just started noticing when she began wearing more make-up, and helped him in Divination? Some girl that he barely talked to before he asked her out?
It was no longer a contest. Ron knew which one he loved more, and he somehow had to tell her. ***********************************************
After work, Hermione went home to Crookshanks and Dashley. Crookshanks was chasing Dashley around the house madly, as if he wanted to eat her. Hermione picked her ginger fluff ball of a cat up, set him on the counter, and poured some cat food into a bowl for him to eat.
Dashley came down from the ceiling fan and landed on Hermione's shoulder. She nipped Hermione's ear affectionately. Hermione gave her an owl treat to keep her happy, and set her back in her cage for some sleep while Crookshanks ate.
She didn't know if she would go to the wedding. As Ron's best friend, she wouldn't need to think about it. But, as his ex, she really didn't think she wanted to go. Lavender was pretty, but Hermione really couldn't stand her. In the fifth year, Lavender talked about Harry in the girl's dormitories. And she and Pavarti worshiped the very ground that the fraud that taught Divination walked on.
What did Ron see in her, anyways? Hermione didn't think Lavender was very special. But, obviously he does, Hermione thought miserably. He must see something in her, or else he wouldn't be marrying her, now would he?
Just then, Hermione heard a small pop, and Crookshanks hissing madly in the kitchen. She cocked her head slightly and grabbed her wand. She stood up straight, and walked into the kitchen.
Me: Hey there. Sorry about not updating this sooner. I still need to work on my other story. Please don't be to upset with me for not updating sooner. As you may be able to tell in this chapter, things are starting to get better. Ron's finally realized how much he hurt Hermione by going out with Lavender, and he realizes who he really loves. I think there is only going to be about two more chapters, maybe just one. Well, please review what you think about this chapter. Thank you. =)