Chapter 6
Do You Believe That Dreams Come True?
It had been 11 years since that day and Ron was now sitting in a restaurant waiting anxiously. He's now 21 years old and doesn't look a day older. His hair was still a vibrant red and his face was still as sweet as ever. He looked nervous and jittery; he took a sip of his water every five minutes and checked his watch ever two.
"Sir," said the waiter, "Would you like to order?"
"No thank you, I'm waiting for someone," he would bark.
"Very well," the waiter said as he took leave.
"There they are!" he said rising from his seat, "Over here!" he called above the heads of onlookers.
Two figures raced over to him and gave him a long hug.
"Harry! Hermione! It's been too long, please sit."
"How long HAS it been?"
"Five years," Harry said very informatively.
"Wow! So how have you all been? What's been going on?"
"Good! Last time we saw each other I believe I was just getting my company off it's feet. Well, it's a success," Hermione said happily, "It's a house for battered house elves. And....."
"Figures," Harry and Ron laughed.
"And I'm married," she finished.
"WHAT? That's great, Herms."
"Yea! Who to? When was this? Why weren't we invited?"
"Calm down," she smiled, "We eloped about 2 years ago and it's... Draco Malfoy."
"Hermione Malfoy? That's the best you could do," Ron joked, although he was a bit disappointed in her for falling for 'such a dope' as he put it.
"Wow! Well, I'm not married, but I got a girl pregnant," Harry said sheepishly.
"What?" they both looked at him with utter ashamedness in their eyes.
"I.... I..." Harry began, but they wanted to overrun that although they should have let Harry explain, it would have been much easier. They would have all the answers beforehand, but instead they went about it like this:
"So, how's work at the Ministry? I seen you in the paper a while ago," Ron cut in before the explanations could fly around.
"I work in the Ministry of Magic... yeah," he breathed nervously, "We were doing an article on that murder that happened a while ago, and well I captured the killer, so they put my name and picture in the paper."
"Wow that's great," Hermione smiled. They all seemed a little bit uncomfortable, due to the fact that it had been 5 years since they had seen each other, but they were making it the best visit they could.
"Well, I..." said Ron, "work in the Ministry, also. Whenever we left... I don't remember what I was doing; I believe I was still living at my Mums. Humph, well ( I'm an architect now. Actually, I designed Hermione's building three years ago."
"That's cool."
"Yes, I remember," Hermione inclined.
There was a brief pause while the waiter received their orders.
"Well, uh... Ron you wanted us here because... you said it was something urgent in your owl?"
"Yes, I guess I should just cut right to the chase," he took a deep sigh and embellished for reason, "Remember our sixth year at Hogwarts?"
"Who could forget? That was when we grew up," they giggled.
"You remember who helped us grow up?"
"Well, duh! Melissa and Kendall Grempet!" Hermione protested.
"Yeah, well remember what she gave me when she left?"
"A note... don't tell me you still never opened it!" Harry exasperated.
"Uh... Yea, I haven't and I wanted you both to be here when I did."
"It's been 11 years and you had all that time to open it and you didn't?"
"Harry! Just let him open it, she said 'whenever he was ready' so now he's ready. I think it's romantic!"
"Well, open it buddy, and then I have my own message for you," Harry said secretively.
He took out a small yellow piece of parchment out of his coat pocket. It was crumpled and looked like it'd been through a lot.
"Whoa, dude, you need to learn how to take care of your things!"
He slowly opened it and read, " 'I still love you'...That's what I've been afraid of? Why couldn't she just tell me then?"
Hermione's eyes filled with tears, "She was protecting you."
"From..."
"Oh, Ron, you're still so naive! You still think that just because you really loved her that her curse wouldn't harm you, but it would have!"
"Hermione?"
"And yes, she loved you back, but if she admitted it aloud she would have killed you and she would of lost another person she loved. Russell really loved her too..."
"Hermione?"
"And she died in peace because of that note, so instead of asking 'why I waited that long for that' as if it was a bad thing why don't you just..."
"Hermione!"
"What, Harry!?"
"You're going to regret saying that..."
"Why?"
"Because uh... the girl that's pregnant is uh... Melissa..."
"WHAT!?!?" everyone on the eatery turned their way with eyes wide open as Hermione began to rant rather loudly at Harry for not telling them that in the first place.
"Shh... yes," he said calming her down.
"You knocked up Melissa Grempet?"
"Don't say it like that, we love each other! And yes I'm having a child with Melissa Grempet."
"Well, anyway how would that make me regret fussing Ron about Kendall?"
"Because..."
"Because she's not dead," Ron cut in.
"What?"
"O, my God! She's not dead!" Hermione looked in the direction that Ron and Harry were and there, walking into the bistro were two beautiful girls. One was tall and very skinny with straight brown hair, and green eyes, the other was a little taller, with curly blonde hair, hazel eyes, and a particularly large tummy, no doubt she was expecting.
"O, my God!"
"Yes, she's not dead. I met them about three years ago outside a hotel. We got to talking and I found out that when Kendall went back home... she uh... saved herself."
"How?"
"Remember that Russell dude?" Harry asked slowly.
"Yes," Ron growled.
"Well, they conducted a very strong séance that brought him back for a couple of hours, and well while he was here she told him everything, about you, about Hogwarts, and also told him goodbye. In letting go of him, she was able to live again. She said that while they were alone he healed her... he made her stronger! The doctor's have no explanation; they just said that it was a miracle. Well the point is, afterwards Melissa and I hooked up again. And well, Kendall has been waiting to see you, Ron."
Ron got up slowly and walked over to her. Melissa pretended not to see him and ran towards Harry and Hermione to tell them the sex of their baby, which was a girl mind you.
"Hey," Ron choked.
"Hey."
"Wow," Ron said, "You don't look a day olde..."
"Do you believe that dreams come true?"
He paused a little before he answered; he was a little surprised from the diverse question, "Yes... because mine just did.... You're standing here before me."
"I'm waiting for mine," she practically whispered as she looked at her feet and then quickly back into his deep brown eyes while she said slowly, "'cause I believed when I saw you, that when you want something enough... then it can't escape your love. There is nothing in the world that cannot be... if you believe. I never wished for material things, I never needed to with my wings. I never wished for anyone but you. I'll go where my heart is, and then I won't be lonely."
Without hesitation Ron took Kendall in his arms with the sweetest embrace and kissed her politely on the lips.
"Now mine's come true," she whispered as tears filled their eyes.
A/N: Then End.
Do You Believe That Dreams Come True?
It had been 11 years since that day and Ron was now sitting in a restaurant waiting anxiously. He's now 21 years old and doesn't look a day older. His hair was still a vibrant red and his face was still as sweet as ever. He looked nervous and jittery; he took a sip of his water every five minutes and checked his watch ever two.
"Sir," said the waiter, "Would you like to order?"
"No thank you, I'm waiting for someone," he would bark.
"Very well," the waiter said as he took leave.
"There they are!" he said rising from his seat, "Over here!" he called above the heads of onlookers.
Two figures raced over to him and gave him a long hug.
"Harry! Hermione! It's been too long, please sit."
"How long HAS it been?"
"Five years," Harry said very informatively.
"Wow! So how have you all been? What's been going on?"
"Good! Last time we saw each other I believe I was just getting my company off it's feet. Well, it's a success," Hermione said happily, "It's a house for battered house elves. And....."
"Figures," Harry and Ron laughed.
"And I'm married," she finished.
"WHAT? That's great, Herms."
"Yea! Who to? When was this? Why weren't we invited?"
"Calm down," she smiled, "We eloped about 2 years ago and it's... Draco Malfoy."
"Hermione Malfoy? That's the best you could do," Ron joked, although he was a bit disappointed in her for falling for 'such a dope' as he put it.
"Wow! Well, I'm not married, but I got a girl pregnant," Harry said sheepishly.
"What?" they both looked at him with utter ashamedness in their eyes.
"I.... I..." Harry began, but they wanted to overrun that although they should have let Harry explain, it would have been much easier. They would have all the answers beforehand, but instead they went about it like this:
"So, how's work at the Ministry? I seen you in the paper a while ago," Ron cut in before the explanations could fly around.
"I work in the Ministry of Magic... yeah," he breathed nervously, "We were doing an article on that murder that happened a while ago, and well I captured the killer, so they put my name and picture in the paper."
"Wow that's great," Hermione smiled. They all seemed a little bit uncomfortable, due to the fact that it had been 5 years since they had seen each other, but they were making it the best visit they could.
"Well, I..." said Ron, "work in the Ministry, also. Whenever we left... I don't remember what I was doing; I believe I was still living at my Mums. Humph, well ( I'm an architect now. Actually, I designed Hermione's building three years ago."
"That's cool."
"Yes, I remember," Hermione inclined.
There was a brief pause while the waiter received their orders.
"Well, uh... Ron you wanted us here because... you said it was something urgent in your owl?"
"Yes, I guess I should just cut right to the chase," he took a deep sigh and embellished for reason, "Remember our sixth year at Hogwarts?"
"Who could forget? That was when we grew up," they giggled.
"You remember who helped us grow up?"
"Well, duh! Melissa and Kendall Grempet!" Hermione protested.
"Yeah, well remember what she gave me when she left?"
"A note... don't tell me you still never opened it!" Harry exasperated.
"Uh... Yea, I haven't and I wanted you both to be here when I did."
"It's been 11 years and you had all that time to open it and you didn't?"
"Harry! Just let him open it, she said 'whenever he was ready' so now he's ready. I think it's romantic!"
"Well, open it buddy, and then I have my own message for you," Harry said secretively.
He took out a small yellow piece of parchment out of his coat pocket. It was crumpled and looked like it'd been through a lot.
"Whoa, dude, you need to learn how to take care of your things!"
He slowly opened it and read, " 'I still love you'...That's what I've been afraid of? Why couldn't she just tell me then?"
Hermione's eyes filled with tears, "She was protecting you."
"From..."
"Oh, Ron, you're still so naive! You still think that just because you really loved her that her curse wouldn't harm you, but it would have!"
"Hermione?"
"And yes, she loved you back, but if she admitted it aloud she would have killed you and she would of lost another person she loved. Russell really loved her too..."
"Hermione?"
"And she died in peace because of that note, so instead of asking 'why I waited that long for that' as if it was a bad thing why don't you just..."
"Hermione!"
"What, Harry!?"
"You're going to regret saying that..."
"Why?"
"Because uh... the girl that's pregnant is uh... Melissa..."
"WHAT!?!?" everyone on the eatery turned their way with eyes wide open as Hermione began to rant rather loudly at Harry for not telling them that in the first place.
"Shh... yes," he said calming her down.
"You knocked up Melissa Grempet?"
"Don't say it like that, we love each other! And yes I'm having a child with Melissa Grempet."
"Well, anyway how would that make me regret fussing Ron about Kendall?"
"Because..."
"Because she's not dead," Ron cut in.
"What?"
"O, my God! She's not dead!" Hermione looked in the direction that Ron and Harry were and there, walking into the bistro were two beautiful girls. One was tall and very skinny with straight brown hair, and green eyes, the other was a little taller, with curly blonde hair, hazel eyes, and a particularly large tummy, no doubt she was expecting.
"O, my God!"
"Yes, she's not dead. I met them about three years ago outside a hotel. We got to talking and I found out that when Kendall went back home... she uh... saved herself."
"How?"
"Remember that Russell dude?" Harry asked slowly.
"Yes," Ron growled.
"Well, they conducted a very strong séance that brought him back for a couple of hours, and well while he was here she told him everything, about you, about Hogwarts, and also told him goodbye. In letting go of him, she was able to live again. She said that while they were alone he healed her... he made her stronger! The doctor's have no explanation; they just said that it was a miracle. Well the point is, afterwards Melissa and I hooked up again. And well, Kendall has been waiting to see you, Ron."
Ron got up slowly and walked over to her. Melissa pretended not to see him and ran towards Harry and Hermione to tell them the sex of their baby, which was a girl mind you.
"Hey," Ron choked.
"Hey."
"Wow," Ron said, "You don't look a day olde..."
"Do you believe that dreams come true?"
He paused a little before he answered; he was a little surprised from the diverse question, "Yes... because mine just did.... You're standing here before me."
"I'm waiting for mine," she practically whispered as she looked at her feet and then quickly back into his deep brown eyes while she said slowly, "'cause I believed when I saw you, that when you want something enough... then it can't escape your love. There is nothing in the world that cannot be... if you believe. I never wished for material things, I never needed to with my wings. I never wished for anyone but you. I'll go where my heart is, and then I won't be lonely."
Without hesitation Ron took Kendall in his arms with the sweetest embrace and kissed her politely on the lips.
"Now mine's come true," she whispered as tears filled their eyes.
A/N: Then End.