Chapter Two: Ron's Story- Michelle Branch's "If Only She Knew" Except
change it around to a guy's point of view, so it would be If Only He Knew.
lol.
.:*:.
This was the worst Christmas I ever had. Not only did I lose Hermione to another fight, but I also found out she's going out with Draco Malfoy! How could she? After everything he's done to me and everything I've done for her, how could she do that?
The truth is, I still love Hermione like I did before. And as I've proved before, I'll never let her get hurt. I must get her away from Malfoy. The evil rat. If he hurts her one bit, I'll hurt him a hundred times more!
The rest of the Hogwarts students didn't know about this Gryffindor and Slytherin pairing, but I found out rather by accident. Why don't I tell you what happened.
*
I was feeling sick because I was trying to find Hermione to tell her that I wasn't over her and still loved her. I looked everywhere, and I finally went into Hogsmeade to find her. It was snowing pretty thick, and I couldn't see that well. I was repeating Plan A over and over and over in my mind, for I knew I probably would forget everything I wanted to say when I saw Hermione. When I saw how beautiful she was. Only, I didn't just see how beautiful she was, I saw her rounding up on Malfoy, getting ready to smack him.
I smiled to myself. Same old Hermione. But I was wrong.
I stood, horrified at what was really happening. I saw the love of my life and the enemy of my life kissing each other. I quickly tried to think of a Plan b, but It was hopeless. I was hopeless. She was moving on and I wasn't. My heart seemed to rise to my throat. I couldn't say anything. It was a full three minutes until Hermione finally stepped back from him. She was shaking, but she didn't run away. They were soon hugging, right in front of my eyes.
It was time for me to watch my world disappear from in front of me.
*
I slumped on my bed, ignored the Christmas presents that fell to the floor. I ignored Harry as well. I shut my hangings on the world and sat hopelessly, trying to go to sleep.
"I can't do this!" I was saying to myself. Yes, I did start talking to myself. I just couldn't live knowing the girl I love loved Draco Malfoy. I didn't know what was going on. I was starting to get very confused. I had been so sure Hermione still loved me.
It was around one in the morning when I had Plan B. I couldn't just walk away from Hermione! I had to get her back. Draco could never love her the way I do.
*
It was almost the end of the Holiday break now. Students started to study for N.E.W.T.s again, but I couldn't find Hermione anywhere. Horrible thoughts of Hermione being with Draco went through my head, and I started running as fast as I could into the library.
I tried to keep straight and not fall when I saw Hermione sitting there, but I tripped and fell right onto her table. She looked horrified at me, standing up.
"Are you all right Ron?" she said, helping me up. She took my arm, and I wanted her to keep it there, like you used to, but she suddenly let go, and shifted in her place nervously.
"Are you all right?" she repeated.
"Yes." I lied. There was a silence, and I tried to look in her eyes, but she looked away from me. I knew she didn't love me anymore.
"Well, erm... I got to go now. I'll... see you later, then?"
She smiled faintly, but it just disappeared and she hurried back to her books. I stood by the doorway, watching her reading, but for the first time, she wasn't taking in anything she read.
*
My life was defiantly over now. I spent nights thinking about what Draco and Hermione could possibly be doing. I had dreams he was torturing her. I couldn't get over the fact that she wanted Malfoy instead of me. Weeks and weeks passed before I could get back into Plan B action again. I still knew I couldn't just walk away.
N.E.W.T.s speed nearer and nearer, but I paid no attention. I could do nothing until I got Hermione back. She had to be mine, no one else's.
I didn't hear anything Harry was telling me. I didn't even tell him how I felt, or that I knew Hermione and ..... and.... You-know-which-git-I'm-talking- about were dating. Then, as I sat eating my breakfast, I thought of something. Maybe they weren't going out. Maybe that kiss was just some of Malfoy's doing to harass her. Maybe I was wrong about everything. I sped out of the Great Hall in the middle of Harry's talk with me, but bad luck was on my side yet again.
I pushed open the two doors and saw Malfoy and Hermione standing in a dark corner. Hermione was crying, and she didn't see me. I'm not sure if Malfoy saw me either. He had her in his arms as she wept, and he was whispering things into her ear. Not Malfoy like at all. I pictured him hexing her or calling her a you-know-what-from-second-year. I looked at them hopelessly again; Plan B was defiantly out of the question now.
[Draco's story coming soon! I wanted Ron's to be a tiny bit longer but I decided to stop there for effect ;) lol. Anyways, I might rewrite Ron's someday I'm not sure if I like it that much... it's ok... I like Hermione's better... seemed more real, you know what I mean? Please review!]
.:*:.
This was the worst Christmas I ever had. Not only did I lose Hermione to another fight, but I also found out she's going out with Draco Malfoy! How could she? After everything he's done to me and everything I've done for her, how could she do that?
The truth is, I still love Hermione like I did before. And as I've proved before, I'll never let her get hurt. I must get her away from Malfoy. The evil rat. If he hurts her one bit, I'll hurt him a hundred times more!
The rest of the Hogwarts students didn't know about this Gryffindor and Slytherin pairing, but I found out rather by accident. Why don't I tell you what happened.
*
I was feeling sick because I was trying to find Hermione to tell her that I wasn't over her and still loved her. I looked everywhere, and I finally went into Hogsmeade to find her. It was snowing pretty thick, and I couldn't see that well. I was repeating Plan A over and over and over in my mind, for I knew I probably would forget everything I wanted to say when I saw Hermione. When I saw how beautiful she was. Only, I didn't just see how beautiful she was, I saw her rounding up on Malfoy, getting ready to smack him.
I smiled to myself. Same old Hermione. But I was wrong.
I stood, horrified at what was really happening. I saw the love of my life and the enemy of my life kissing each other. I quickly tried to think of a Plan b, but It was hopeless. I was hopeless. She was moving on and I wasn't. My heart seemed to rise to my throat. I couldn't say anything. It was a full three minutes until Hermione finally stepped back from him. She was shaking, but she didn't run away. They were soon hugging, right in front of my eyes.
It was time for me to watch my world disappear from in front of me.
*
I slumped on my bed, ignored the Christmas presents that fell to the floor. I ignored Harry as well. I shut my hangings on the world and sat hopelessly, trying to go to sleep.
"I can't do this!" I was saying to myself. Yes, I did start talking to myself. I just couldn't live knowing the girl I love loved Draco Malfoy. I didn't know what was going on. I was starting to get very confused. I had been so sure Hermione still loved me.
It was around one in the morning when I had Plan B. I couldn't just walk away from Hermione! I had to get her back. Draco could never love her the way I do.
*
It was almost the end of the Holiday break now. Students started to study for N.E.W.T.s again, but I couldn't find Hermione anywhere. Horrible thoughts of Hermione being with Draco went through my head, and I started running as fast as I could into the library.
I tried to keep straight and not fall when I saw Hermione sitting there, but I tripped and fell right onto her table. She looked horrified at me, standing up.
"Are you all right Ron?" she said, helping me up. She took my arm, and I wanted her to keep it there, like you used to, but she suddenly let go, and shifted in her place nervously.
"Are you all right?" she repeated.
"Yes." I lied. There was a silence, and I tried to look in her eyes, but she looked away from me. I knew she didn't love me anymore.
"Well, erm... I got to go now. I'll... see you later, then?"
She smiled faintly, but it just disappeared and she hurried back to her books. I stood by the doorway, watching her reading, but for the first time, she wasn't taking in anything she read.
*
My life was defiantly over now. I spent nights thinking about what Draco and Hermione could possibly be doing. I had dreams he was torturing her. I couldn't get over the fact that she wanted Malfoy instead of me. Weeks and weeks passed before I could get back into Plan B action again. I still knew I couldn't just walk away.
N.E.W.T.s speed nearer and nearer, but I paid no attention. I could do nothing until I got Hermione back. She had to be mine, no one else's.
I didn't hear anything Harry was telling me. I didn't even tell him how I felt, or that I knew Hermione and ..... and.... You-know-which-git-I'm-talking- about were dating. Then, as I sat eating my breakfast, I thought of something. Maybe they weren't going out. Maybe that kiss was just some of Malfoy's doing to harass her. Maybe I was wrong about everything. I sped out of the Great Hall in the middle of Harry's talk with me, but bad luck was on my side yet again.
I pushed open the two doors and saw Malfoy and Hermione standing in a dark corner. Hermione was crying, and she didn't see me. I'm not sure if Malfoy saw me either. He had her in his arms as she wept, and he was whispering things into her ear. Not Malfoy like at all. I pictured him hexing her or calling her a you-know-what-from-second-year. I looked at them hopelessly again; Plan B was defiantly out of the question now.
[Draco's story coming soon! I wanted Ron's to be a tiny bit longer but I decided to stop there for effect ;) lol. Anyways, I might rewrite Ron's someday I'm not sure if I like it that much... it's ok... I like Hermione's better... seemed more real, you know what I mean? Please review!]
