Tell Me
A/N thanks 4 the reviews! Loved them lots!! Plz review!
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Hermione was sitting on a chair next to Ron in the middle of the night. All that she could think of was, why did he faint, and why did he have cut marks on his wrist? What really bothered her was the fact that she was pretty sure why those were there; he tried to kill himself. But why? He has a loving family, loads of friends, and he has many things going for him. The possible reasons why he might've tried to commite suicide could be that he wasn't the richest person alive, or hardly rich at all, and he's the youngest of 5 other boys in his family. No matter what, though, she would always be his friend. Though sometimes she wished it was more..scratch that. She wished it all the time. Hermione sighed and layed her head on the arm rest and fell asleep.
Ron suddenly woke up. It was dark out, so it must've been night time. Everything in the house was so quiet. The past events were also still in his mind. Why'd he faint? It wasn't hot out, and he was pretty sure he didn't get hit in the head. Then it came to him. It was because Hermione went to visit Krum. How he hated that git. Ron sat up on the couch and saw Hermione asleep on the arm rest, and he smiled. She was so beautiful and caring. Then something came to him; he knew why he got upset when Hermione went to see Krum in Bulgaria. He was in love with her. It would explain a lot of things about their friendship. Ron put some strains of hair that was in Hermione's face, behind her ears. That was when he fell asleep.
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Harry got up and ran downstairs to see Ron still on the couch sleeping, and Hermione sitting in a chair, resting on the arm rest. It was very obvious they liked each other. Of course, Harry was a bit worried that if they were to become boyfiend and girlfriend, that they might forget to include him, but then he reminded himself that they would never do that to him. The problem was, though, will they ever admitt their feelings to each other. Harry was going to find out if Hermione was in love with Ron, since he already knew Ron was in love with Hermione.
"Hermione?" Harry whispered, shaking her slightly. "Hermione??"
"What?" Hermione said, opening her eyes slowly.
"I need to talk to you, so you want to take a walk while Ron's still sleeping?" Harry asked, and she nodded and got up. They took the path that went around the house, but through the forest aswell.
"So, Harry..what do you want to talk about?" Hermione asked, breaking the silence.
"Well, yesturday, when I arrived here, Ron told me something. Even though I promise to not tell anyone, I think you should know. But first, I must ask a question," Harry said.
"Ok, then," Hermione replied, and Harry continued.
"Do you like Ron?" He asked, looking straight at her. Hermione's eyes grew very wide.
"W-why do you ask that?" She asked.
"You'll see, but first you'll need to answer," Harry grinned, as Hermione looked helplessly around.
"Fine..IdolikeRon," she said very quickly, and started walking faster.
"I knew it!" Harry laughed, while catching up with her.
"You better not tell! Please, Harry! I'll tell him when I'm ready," she begged, and Harry nodded. If he wasn't going to tell Ron what Hermione said, then he might aswell not tell Hermione what Ron said. They kept walking in silence and got back to The Burrow. When they entered, Ron was just waking up.
"Ron! You're ok!" Hermione said, and gave him a hug. Harry was trying very hard not to laugh.
"Hey, Ron!" Harry smiled at him. "Do you know why you fainted yesturday?"
"The heat, I guess," Ron lied. He wasn't quiet ready to say exactly why he did faint. "I'm all better now. It feels like I never fainted in the first place, anyways."
"Well, at least you're feeling better," Hermione said. The three sat in silence for a couple of minutes, and then Harry spoke.
"Ron..I need to ask you," Harry started, and Ron got worried. What if they saw his wrists? He hoped they didn't notice..but too bad it wasn't quite true. "Why were all those marks on your wrist?"
"Uh..um.." Ron started, but didn't finish. He could tell them.
"Ron," Hermione whispered, "don't tell me you tried t-to..kill yourself?" Before he could answer, Mrs. Weasley came downstairs, and saw that he was awake.
"Oh, Ron! You feeling better?" she asked, putting her hand on his forehead to see if he had a tempature.
"I'm fine, mum," he replied.
"Ok, then," she sighed in relief. "Guess what? School's isn't about to start for a while, so your father and I decided that all of us should take a break and go to France. It's a rather nice place, if I do say so myself."
"Oh, it's really wonderful! I've been there just 2 years ago," Hermione informed them.
"My! You've been to a lot of places! Where else have you been?" Mrs. Weasley asked, while smiling
"Well, other than France, I've been to America, China, only, I was too little to remember, Canada, and Bulgaria.." Hermione said, but instantly stopped when she realized what she had just said. She quickly looked at Ron, who was looking at the ground.
"When will we go?" Ron asked, still looking at the ground
"A week. I know I should've told you before, but I've been so busy making plans, that I forgot. That reminds me, Fred and George don't even know yet. I better tell them, and Ginny aswell. You guys should go pack," Mrs. Weasley said, and left the room to go outside. Ron quickly got up and ran up the stairs, as Harry and Hermione followed. He didn't want to tell them about the scars, so he ran faster at the thought.
"Harry..I think he really DID try to kill himself! He isn't answering us when we ask," Hermione whispered to Harry.
"You're right. I'll try to talk to him when we get to his room. Later," Harry replied, as Hermione turned into Ginny's room. Soon enough, Harry reached Ron's room. Of course, Ron was already there, and packing. He decided to not ask him at the moment, since he could look for clues instead. Without a word, Harry pretended he was getting his stuff. To his own luck, Ron left the room, saying he left his wand downstairs, and Harry searched around his bed. He didn't find anything suspicious looking at all, until..
"What do we have here?" Harry thought to himself, as he pulled a knife out from under matress of the bed. It had a lot of blood stains on it already, and some was already fresh. 'So he DID try to kill himself,' he though, and put the knife in his bag so Ron couldn't find it. When Harry started packing all of his stuff, he noticed a wand lying on Ron's desk. It was definantly not his own, so it must've been Ron's..but wasn't that why he went downstairs? 'Oh no!' Harry thought, and ran straight out of the room. He reached the kitchen, and looked around. No Ron, but somehow, he noticed the knife drawer opened, and a knife missing. The problem was..where was Ron? Harry looked around, and found a door wide open, which lead to the basement, and he went down. There were so many rooms, he didn't know where to look first, so he just picked the closest one. Luckily, it was the right one. There was Ron, lying on the floor.
"Ron!" Harry yelled, and ran next to him. His wrists were bleeding, and a knife was lying next to them. Harry took out his wand, muttered a spell, and Ron's arms were back to normal. Problem was, Ron wasn't awake. Suddenly, there were footsteps of someone coming down the stairs. In no minute, Hermione was at the door frame.
"Harry? I heard you yell, and-" she started, but saw Ron on the ground. "Oh, my god! What happened?" by now, tears were flowing down her cheeks, as she went on the other side of Ron.
"Hermione, calm down! Everything's fine, but Ron tried to kill himself yet again," Harry said.
"But why? Why??" she cried. "It's because I reminded him that I went to Bulgaria, isn't it? Oh, I'm so stupid." By now, she had her hand over her eyes.
"It's not your fault. Besides, he did it because he.." Harry started, but stopped. He almost told Hermione how Ron felt about her.
"Because he what?" Hermione said, removing her hand. Harry looked away and at the wall. "Harry! Tell me. Please?" All Harry did was keep quiet, until Ron slowly opened his eyes. . . . . . .
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A/N Hehe, took me a while to figure out what I was going to write after that part where Ron smiled when he saw Hermione resting on the arm rest. Hoped ya liked it! Again, thanks for the reviews! Plz review this chapter!
A/N thanks 4 the reviews! Loved them lots!! Plz review!
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Hermione was sitting on a chair next to Ron in the middle of the night. All that she could think of was, why did he faint, and why did he have cut marks on his wrist? What really bothered her was the fact that she was pretty sure why those were there; he tried to kill himself. But why? He has a loving family, loads of friends, and he has many things going for him. The possible reasons why he might've tried to commite suicide could be that he wasn't the richest person alive, or hardly rich at all, and he's the youngest of 5 other boys in his family. No matter what, though, she would always be his friend. Though sometimes she wished it was more..scratch that. She wished it all the time. Hermione sighed and layed her head on the arm rest and fell asleep.
Ron suddenly woke up. It was dark out, so it must've been night time. Everything in the house was so quiet. The past events were also still in his mind. Why'd he faint? It wasn't hot out, and he was pretty sure he didn't get hit in the head. Then it came to him. It was because Hermione went to visit Krum. How he hated that git. Ron sat up on the couch and saw Hermione asleep on the arm rest, and he smiled. She was so beautiful and caring. Then something came to him; he knew why he got upset when Hermione went to see Krum in Bulgaria. He was in love with her. It would explain a lot of things about their friendship. Ron put some strains of hair that was in Hermione's face, behind her ears. That was when he fell asleep.
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Harry got up and ran downstairs to see Ron still on the couch sleeping, and Hermione sitting in a chair, resting on the arm rest. It was very obvious they liked each other. Of course, Harry was a bit worried that if they were to become boyfiend and girlfriend, that they might forget to include him, but then he reminded himself that they would never do that to him. The problem was, though, will they ever admitt their feelings to each other. Harry was going to find out if Hermione was in love with Ron, since he already knew Ron was in love with Hermione.
"Hermione?" Harry whispered, shaking her slightly. "Hermione??"
"What?" Hermione said, opening her eyes slowly.
"I need to talk to you, so you want to take a walk while Ron's still sleeping?" Harry asked, and she nodded and got up. They took the path that went around the house, but through the forest aswell.
"So, Harry..what do you want to talk about?" Hermione asked, breaking the silence.
"Well, yesturday, when I arrived here, Ron told me something. Even though I promise to not tell anyone, I think you should know. But first, I must ask a question," Harry said.
"Ok, then," Hermione replied, and Harry continued.
"Do you like Ron?" He asked, looking straight at her. Hermione's eyes grew very wide.
"W-why do you ask that?" She asked.
"You'll see, but first you'll need to answer," Harry grinned, as Hermione looked helplessly around.
"Fine..IdolikeRon," she said very quickly, and started walking faster.
"I knew it!" Harry laughed, while catching up with her.
"You better not tell! Please, Harry! I'll tell him when I'm ready," she begged, and Harry nodded. If he wasn't going to tell Ron what Hermione said, then he might aswell not tell Hermione what Ron said. They kept walking in silence and got back to The Burrow. When they entered, Ron was just waking up.
"Ron! You're ok!" Hermione said, and gave him a hug. Harry was trying very hard not to laugh.
"Hey, Ron!" Harry smiled at him. "Do you know why you fainted yesturday?"
"The heat, I guess," Ron lied. He wasn't quiet ready to say exactly why he did faint. "I'm all better now. It feels like I never fainted in the first place, anyways."
"Well, at least you're feeling better," Hermione said. The three sat in silence for a couple of minutes, and then Harry spoke.
"Ron..I need to ask you," Harry started, and Ron got worried. What if they saw his wrists? He hoped they didn't notice..but too bad it wasn't quite true. "Why were all those marks on your wrist?"
"Uh..um.." Ron started, but didn't finish. He could tell them.
"Ron," Hermione whispered, "don't tell me you tried t-to..kill yourself?" Before he could answer, Mrs. Weasley came downstairs, and saw that he was awake.
"Oh, Ron! You feeling better?" she asked, putting her hand on his forehead to see if he had a tempature.
"I'm fine, mum," he replied.
"Ok, then," she sighed in relief. "Guess what? School's isn't about to start for a while, so your father and I decided that all of us should take a break and go to France. It's a rather nice place, if I do say so myself."
"Oh, it's really wonderful! I've been there just 2 years ago," Hermione informed them.
"My! You've been to a lot of places! Where else have you been?" Mrs. Weasley asked, while smiling
"Well, other than France, I've been to America, China, only, I was too little to remember, Canada, and Bulgaria.." Hermione said, but instantly stopped when she realized what she had just said. She quickly looked at Ron, who was looking at the ground.
"When will we go?" Ron asked, still looking at the ground
"A week. I know I should've told you before, but I've been so busy making plans, that I forgot. That reminds me, Fred and George don't even know yet. I better tell them, and Ginny aswell. You guys should go pack," Mrs. Weasley said, and left the room to go outside. Ron quickly got up and ran up the stairs, as Harry and Hermione followed. He didn't want to tell them about the scars, so he ran faster at the thought.
"Harry..I think he really DID try to kill himself! He isn't answering us when we ask," Hermione whispered to Harry.
"You're right. I'll try to talk to him when we get to his room. Later," Harry replied, as Hermione turned into Ginny's room. Soon enough, Harry reached Ron's room. Of course, Ron was already there, and packing. He decided to not ask him at the moment, since he could look for clues instead. Without a word, Harry pretended he was getting his stuff. To his own luck, Ron left the room, saying he left his wand downstairs, and Harry searched around his bed. He didn't find anything suspicious looking at all, until..
"What do we have here?" Harry thought to himself, as he pulled a knife out from under matress of the bed. It had a lot of blood stains on it already, and some was already fresh. 'So he DID try to kill himself,' he though, and put the knife in his bag so Ron couldn't find it. When Harry started packing all of his stuff, he noticed a wand lying on Ron's desk. It was definantly not his own, so it must've been Ron's..but wasn't that why he went downstairs? 'Oh no!' Harry thought, and ran straight out of the room. He reached the kitchen, and looked around. No Ron, but somehow, he noticed the knife drawer opened, and a knife missing. The problem was..where was Ron? Harry looked around, and found a door wide open, which lead to the basement, and he went down. There were so many rooms, he didn't know where to look first, so he just picked the closest one. Luckily, it was the right one. There was Ron, lying on the floor.
"Ron!" Harry yelled, and ran next to him. His wrists were bleeding, and a knife was lying next to them. Harry took out his wand, muttered a spell, and Ron's arms were back to normal. Problem was, Ron wasn't awake. Suddenly, there were footsteps of someone coming down the stairs. In no minute, Hermione was at the door frame.
"Harry? I heard you yell, and-" she started, but saw Ron on the ground. "Oh, my god! What happened?" by now, tears were flowing down her cheeks, as she went on the other side of Ron.
"Hermione, calm down! Everything's fine, but Ron tried to kill himself yet again," Harry said.
"But why? Why??" she cried. "It's because I reminded him that I went to Bulgaria, isn't it? Oh, I'm so stupid." By now, she had her hand over her eyes.
"It's not your fault. Besides, he did it because he.." Harry started, but stopped. He almost told Hermione how Ron felt about her.
"Because he what?" Hermione said, removing her hand. Harry looked away and at the wall. "Harry! Tell me. Please?" All Harry did was keep quiet, until Ron slowly opened his eyes. . . . . . .
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A/N Hehe, took me a while to figure out what I was going to write after that part where Ron smiled when he saw Hermione resting on the arm rest. Hoped ya liked it! Again, thanks for the reviews! Plz review this chapter!