CHAPTER 4
"He's married !" Jerald's voice blurted down the phone. Ron sat bolt upright in his chair, the remote fell carelessly to the floor with a slight plastic clutter as it hit the pine.
"Reggie's married !" Ron shouted back. Reggie was Jerald's room mate. Recently he had been coming to the apartment only to pick up things when Jerald was out.
"Not Reggie, Will." Ron's expression could tell it all. The secret delight mixed with the hatred and hurt that he felt for Hermione. Ron didn't even ask how he knew. He trusted Jerald. After a moment of silence Jerald spoke again, "So what are you going to do." Timing was all ways perfect in the Potter, Weasly, Granger resistance and at that moment Hermione came home. Ron instantly went silent and then after a while came to realise Hermione hadn't heard the rest of the conversation and pressed on.
"Nothing." Ron said.
"What do you mean nothing !" Jerald exploded as he finished signing his name at the bottom of the page. The strip was superb, Snake Man had caught up with Mr Blast and they were about to fight. Six frames, two close ups but at present no colour. It was issue four of twelve.
"She will just have to find out the hard way." Ron added before saying his good byes and then he slowly put the phone down on the coffee table.
"Who was that ?" Hermione called from the kitchen.
"Jerald." Ron replied and no more was asked. He stared down at his TV guide before getting up and making his way to the kitchen. Hermione was ironing her favourite clothes. A blue blouse and a long black dress. Ron pretended to get himself a glass of milk before sitting on the counter.
"So when's Will coming over ?" Ron asked politely as he pretended to check the calendar.
"Any second now," Hermione said as she made her way through to the living room. Ron followed her all the way to her bedroom door then stopped. She was going to get changed.
WHOOSH ! The room was suddenly filled with an amazing bright green light and Ron ignored it completely. Harry had returned from work with his briefcase in his left hand and a dragon egg in the other. He had been an Creature removal guy in training for seven months now, he really felt like quitting. Harry marched across the room and slammed his briefcase down.
"As if I have nothing better to do," He said as he reached his bedroom door and slammed it shut. At that Ron heard a knock at the door and Hermione yell,
"Get that for me Ron." Now was the moment off truth.
Sure enough William stood on the other side of the door. A bouquet of flowers in his left arm. He smiled. Ron's eyes moved down to his hand to check for a ring. It was absent.
"Is Hermione in ?" William asked. In his top pocket Ron spotted tickets to the opera. Ron nodded. "You must be Ron," Will pressed on as he walked into the Living room. The apartment looked as weird as it had on his last visit, except now no one had had enough time to clean the fireplace which now had spurted soot all over the rug. "Hermione's told me all about you."
"Really," Ron said unenthusiastically as he walked to his room. AT the moment he had no proof. He would have to wait for Will to slip up. Will stared at the photo's on the walls. Hermione, Ron and Harry at the great wall, the pyramids, the grand canyon and a school photo in uniform at a castle. And then she arrived.
Hermione came out looking even more beautiful her hair was up in a bundle and Will could tell it was the first time she had worn make-up in ages.
"Shall we ?" He asked extending his arm. And then there was an almighty explosion.
"He's married !" Jerald's voice blurted down the phone. Ron sat bolt upright in his chair, the remote fell carelessly to the floor with a slight plastic clutter as it hit the pine.
"Reggie's married !" Ron shouted back. Reggie was Jerald's room mate. Recently he had been coming to the apartment only to pick up things when Jerald was out.
"Not Reggie, Will." Ron's expression could tell it all. The secret delight mixed with the hatred and hurt that he felt for Hermione. Ron didn't even ask how he knew. He trusted Jerald. After a moment of silence Jerald spoke again, "So what are you going to do." Timing was all ways perfect in the Potter, Weasly, Granger resistance and at that moment Hermione came home. Ron instantly went silent and then after a while came to realise Hermione hadn't heard the rest of the conversation and pressed on.
"Nothing." Ron said.
"What do you mean nothing !" Jerald exploded as he finished signing his name at the bottom of the page. The strip was superb, Snake Man had caught up with Mr Blast and they were about to fight. Six frames, two close ups but at present no colour. It was issue four of twelve.
"She will just have to find out the hard way." Ron added before saying his good byes and then he slowly put the phone down on the coffee table.
"Who was that ?" Hermione called from the kitchen.
"Jerald." Ron replied and no more was asked. He stared down at his TV guide before getting up and making his way to the kitchen. Hermione was ironing her favourite clothes. A blue blouse and a long black dress. Ron pretended to get himself a glass of milk before sitting on the counter.
"So when's Will coming over ?" Ron asked politely as he pretended to check the calendar.
"Any second now," Hermione said as she made her way through to the living room. Ron followed her all the way to her bedroom door then stopped. She was going to get changed.
WHOOSH ! The room was suddenly filled with an amazing bright green light and Ron ignored it completely. Harry had returned from work with his briefcase in his left hand and a dragon egg in the other. He had been an Creature removal guy in training for seven months now, he really felt like quitting. Harry marched across the room and slammed his briefcase down.
"As if I have nothing better to do," He said as he reached his bedroom door and slammed it shut. At that Ron heard a knock at the door and Hermione yell,
"Get that for me Ron." Now was the moment off truth.
Sure enough William stood on the other side of the door. A bouquet of flowers in his left arm. He smiled. Ron's eyes moved down to his hand to check for a ring. It was absent.
"Is Hermione in ?" William asked. In his top pocket Ron spotted tickets to the opera. Ron nodded. "You must be Ron," Will pressed on as he walked into the Living room. The apartment looked as weird as it had on his last visit, except now no one had had enough time to clean the fireplace which now had spurted soot all over the rug. "Hermione's told me all about you."
"Really," Ron said unenthusiastically as he walked to his room. AT the moment he had no proof. He would have to wait for Will to slip up. Will stared at the photo's on the walls. Hermione, Ron and Harry at the great wall, the pyramids, the grand canyon and a school photo in uniform at a castle. And then she arrived.
Hermione came out looking even more beautiful her hair was up in a bundle and Will could tell it was the first time she had worn make-up in ages.
"Shall we ?" He asked extending his arm. And then there was an almighty explosion.