Wishing
Genre: Angst (Anyone noticing a trend…?)
Rating: PG, maybe even G
Keywords: Wishes Road Trio
Disclaimer: Please see previous chapters
Wishing on anything … rainbows, stars, birthday candles … is not something I participate in anymore. I believe in cold, hard, physical evidence above everything. I delve into the very core of books and newspaper articles, never putting them down until every word has been lodged into my brain. I thrive on knowledge and live with a deep understanding of everything I read.
But I'm not truly happy with the life I have chosen for myself.
I often find myself wondering what my life would have been like if I had kept going down the road of mystery and treachery, the road that has too many crashes and deaths to count. I lost the two people I held dearest to my heart when I was still on that path. However, the second the life left their bodies, I was back to the fork in the road and I took the other route with only a moment's hesitation.
I sometimes wish I could turn back time, but then I realize that I am wishing again. Wishing doesn't get me anywhere … it's an endless cycle: I wish, I remind myself not to wish, and then I wish I wouldn't have to remind myself not to wish.
I wish I knew another word for wish …
Nobody has seen the world I see … I keep it closely guarded in my soul.
They think I'm crazy, that's why they brought me here. I can't talk to anyone, not that I would if I could. I've lost the only people who would actually talk back to me. That's why I turned to books. I can at least imagine that I have a companion.
I sleep and eat and wish and try not to wish and sleep and eat …
I'll never move on at the rate I'm going.
Seven years … seven years I could have spent with them … my family … my brother and sister. They are together now; they could finally be united in heaven. The entire world mourned the loss of the duo, and a day was named in their honor. Yet, everyone seems to have forgotten about the third member … the final part of the eternal Trio.
Ron Weasley.
Author's Note: I've never really written a story about Ron. As a matter of fact, I began writing this with Hermione as the narrator, but I decided that I had read too many stories where Hermione lives and Harry and Ron die. I wanted to mix it up a tiny bit. It's just another short story to add to the collection. Thank you for taking the time to read it!
I just realized I hadn't thanked any of my reviewers yet, but I'm going to do something different than usual: I'll write five stories, and then post "Thank You's" as the next chapter. In other words, after this story, I'll post one more, and than a chapter devoted completely to "Thank You's" will be posted. Also, I may post a few plot bunnies that have been hopping around in my head so that people can decide which one they'd like to read next.
Love ya'll!
Brittany Ü
