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A/N k, here's the next chappy! Hope ya like it! Oh, and extreme gooyness towards the end! THANKS 4 REVIEWING, TOO!
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"RON!" Hermione cried, running to the rail, seeing him falling. Harry ran back into the building, and came back with his broom. He jumped on it and flew down after him. After about 5 or 10 minutes, which Ginny and Hermione weren't watching, Harry came back up. . .with Ron hanging on the broom. They came down off of it and Hermione ran to give Ron a hug.
"Why'd you do that, Ron?" she cried. Ginny also came into the hug, and Harry patted his back. Ron, however, looked very unhappy.
"Ron, please, you shouldn't be happy about death," Hermione said.
"Yes, I should," Ron said, sighing. Harry, Hermione, and Ginny looked at each other, breathing very hard.
"Ron, why do you want to die so badly?" Hermione asked him, and he stopped breathing.
"I-I can't say in front of so many people," Ron whispered, while looking at the ground, trying to not look up. It was just something he never got use to. Telling a deep secret in front of more than one person is hard.
"Then you can tell Hermione. We'll just leave you guys here, because we already know why," Harry said.
"We do?" Ginny said, a little confused. Harry looked at her, sighed, then dragged her out of the room.
"Well? Why'd you do it?" Hermione asked Ron. She really wanted him to tell her, and he had no choice but to do so. Besides, sooner or later she'll find out; better make it now.
"Remember what I told you? Before I jumped?" Ron whispered, still looking at the ground.
"Well, there were a couple of things that stood out," Hermione said, blushing just a little bit.
"One of the last things I said," Ron whispered again. "The part where I said I-I loved you. I thought you were with Vicky-I mean Viktor-, so it upset me."
"But I don't liked him in that way. I never ever liked him more than a friend, even," Hermione said.
"Well, just today, I saw you with that one guy, and then I saw him kiss you," he said, blushing furiously, and so did Hermione.
"I don't like him, either. We just met, anyways," she said.
"So, then who do you like?" Ron asked.
"Well. . .you," Hermione said, looking straight into his eyes. It took her a lot of bravery to do that.
"Really?" he asked, hardly beliving it. She nodded. It was a dream come true for Ron. He looked into her eyes and silently asked her to do what he was about to do, and she nodded. Ron leaned forward, and, for the first time and after two tries, he kissed her. It wasn't a short kiss, but a long, passionate one.
Harry and Ginny looked out the door and saw them.
"Aww," Ginny said, sighing happily. "It's about time they kissed!" Harry nodded. He looked over at Ginny and she looked at him. Very slowly, they leaned in and kissed as well. After about 10 minutes, they were interrupted by Ron and Hermione coming in.
"Woah, Potter!" Ron said. "Do you have to kiss my sister right in front of me?" Harry smiled. "I guess it's alright, because you did save my life. Thanks, by the way." Ron smiled and put his arm around Hermione's waist. She was smiling as well.
"What now?" Harry asked, and all four of them looked at each other.
"I don't know about you, but.." Ron said, and looked at Hermione. He nodded his head towards the balcony and, they both left to go to it, closing the door. Harry laughed and Ginny smiled. Things were going to be just fine. . .with Hermine and Ron, that is.
"What do you wanna do?" Harry asked Ginny, who shrugged. She then widely yawned. "Bed?" she nodded slowly and they went to bed, not in the same one, but pulled them a little bit closer while holding hands. But about an hour after they fell asleep, they heard some yelling. They instantly woke up and looked around, seeing the balcony door opened.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU, RONALD WEASLEY!!" they heard someone yell. At first, Harry and Ginny thought it was Hermione, but it was a bit older sounding. . .like Mrs. Weasley.
"Mum!" Ron yelled back, though not as loudly.
"There is NO reason for this," Mrs. Weasley yelled, and that's when Harry and Ginny got up to check what was happening. They saw Mrs. Weasley standing angerly in front of Ron, and Hermione next to him.
"What happened?" Ginny asked.
"Your brother almost decided to go a little too far," Mrs. Weasley said, breathing very hard.
"What do you mean?" Harry now asked.
"He and Hermione..they..you know what I mean!" she almost yelled. She wasn't mad at him, but she was really frustrated. They then noticed Ron without a shirt. "That's just too much. Ron, I need to talk to you." She left, and Ron, shaking, followed.
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"How could you do this??? You're so young!" she said in a regular voice. Ron was about to reply when his mum suddenly asked, "What's that on your arms?" He looked at them and quickly put his hand over it. She had seen the scars.
"It's nothing," he mumbled, but she didn't buy it.
"Ronald Arthur Weasley, tell me what that is," she said, getting annoyed by his stalling.
"Um, I, uh, fell and scratched my arms with something sharp?" Ron said, trying to sound truthful. Luckily, Mrs. Weasley bought it.
"Well, back to the subject. What were you THINKING?" Mrs. Weasley said, getting mad again.
"Mum, I'm telling you, it's my life, I can do what I want," Ron said bravely.
"Not until you're 18 can you do what you want," Mrs. Weasley said.
"Not with everything," Ron simply said. Mrs. Weasley looked surprised that he said that, as he usually coward over her; not that she liked it when he was afraid of her. It was just a change.
"Well, it is with this," she finally said. "I can't have you going around doing things like this."
"But I won't," he said. "I know it can be a bad thing, but it can also be a good thing." Mrs. Weasley stared in his eyes, seeing there was full determination on winning the fight in them. It seemed to her that Ron loved Hermione, she'll give him that, but still, it isn't right.
"I agree with you on that, Ron, but this is something that needs to be waited on in a later age," Mrs. Weasley said. She felt a bit sorry for saying what she was about to say. "You'll have to switch rooms with your father and me. So you'll be sharing with Harry, Fred and George in one room."
"Mum! How can you do this?" he cried.
"I'm sorry, Ron, but it's for your own good," she replied. "But, I'll make you a deal. You won't have to switch this instant, if you don't do that with Hermione just yet." Even though Ron wanted to argue, one last night with Hermione would be better than no night at all. He nodded sadly, and left out back onto the balcony. Harry, Hermione, and Ginny quickly looked up as he entered, but they didn't ask any questions. They could tell by his eyes that things didn't go so good.
"Harry, we have to switch with mum and dad tomorrow, so it'll be me, you, Fred, and George in one room," Ron quietly said, repeating his mother's words. Harry sighed sadly, and got up, taking Ginny's hand to follow him. Ron and Hermione sat in silence for a few minutes until Hermione spoke.
"Ron, I'm sorry, I--" she started, but Ron cut her off.
"It's not your fault, 'Mione," he said.
"Yes it is," she said, getting up and sitting next to him on the other side of the balcony floor. Ron sighed.
"It's not fair. I'm being treated like a little kid," he said. Hermione took his hand to try to calm him down. She seemed to be the only one who could do so. "I can't wait until I move out, and be able to do what I think's right, and not what mum thinks is. I want to be 18 so I can marry you, Hermione."
"Oh, Ron," she said, hugging him. That's when they fell asleep, with no care in the world because they had each other. Ron now had no excuse for death, but he didn't want to die, no matter what. Life was precious to him, so he can't be taken away from it. Sometimes he thought, 'what happens if it's ever taken away from me?' and he knows what he'd do, though he hoped he'd never have to. As I once said, and as an old saying goes, 'Old habits are hard to break.' . . . . . . . . . . .
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A/N Ok, you might find it sickining, but yes, they tried to "do it". TRIED. They didn't, and yes..I know..on the balcony. Luckily for them, no one would be able to see them cause the put a charm so no one could. I had to put this to get an argument w/ Ron and his mum, cause it'll apply later in chapters, so don't worry, I have a meaning for all of this. And I can't write Ron getting hurt, otherwise I might've, lol. Plz review, and thanks 4 reviewing if u already did!
A/N k, here's the next chappy! Hope ya like it! Oh, and extreme gooyness towards the end! THANKS 4 REVIEWING, TOO!
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"RON!" Hermione cried, running to the rail, seeing him falling. Harry ran back into the building, and came back with his broom. He jumped on it and flew down after him. After about 5 or 10 minutes, which Ginny and Hermione weren't watching, Harry came back up. . .with Ron hanging on the broom. They came down off of it and Hermione ran to give Ron a hug.
"Why'd you do that, Ron?" she cried. Ginny also came into the hug, and Harry patted his back. Ron, however, looked very unhappy.
"Ron, please, you shouldn't be happy about death," Hermione said.
"Yes, I should," Ron said, sighing. Harry, Hermione, and Ginny looked at each other, breathing very hard.
"Ron, why do you want to die so badly?" Hermione asked him, and he stopped breathing.
"I-I can't say in front of so many people," Ron whispered, while looking at the ground, trying to not look up. It was just something he never got use to. Telling a deep secret in front of more than one person is hard.
"Then you can tell Hermione. We'll just leave you guys here, because we already know why," Harry said.
"We do?" Ginny said, a little confused. Harry looked at her, sighed, then dragged her out of the room.
"Well? Why'd you do it?" Hermione asked Ron. She really wanted him to tell her, and he had no choice but to do so. Besides, sooner or later she'll find out; better make it now.
"Remember what I told you? Before I jumped?" Ron whispered, still looking at the ground.
"Well, there were a couple of things that stood out," Hermione said, blushing just a little bit.
"One of the last things I said," Ron whispered again. "The part where I said I-I loved you. I thought you were with Vicky-I mean Viktor-, so it upset me."
"But I don't liked him in that way. I never ever liked him more than a friend, even," Hermione said.
"Well, just today, I saw you with that one guy, and then I saw him kiss you," he said, blushing furiously, and so did Hermione.
"I don't like him, either. We just met, anyways," she said.
"So, then who do you like?" Ron asked.
"Well. . .you," Hermione said, looking straight into his eyes. It took her a lot of bravery to do that.
"Really?" he asked, hardly beliving it. She nodded. It was a dream come true for Ron. He looked into her eyes and silently asked her to do what he was about to do, and she nodded. Ron leaned forward, and, for the first time and after two tries, he kissed her. It wasn't a short kiss, but a long, passionate one.
Harry and Ginny looked out the door and saw them.
"Aww," Ginny said, sighing happily. "It's about time they kissed!" Harry nodded. He looked over at Ginny and she looked at him. Very slowly, they leaned in and kissed as well. After about 10 minutes, they were interrupted by Ron and Hermione coming in.
"Woah, Potter!" Ron said. "Do you have to kiss my sister right in front of me?" Harry smiled. "I guess it's alright, because you did save my life. Thanks, by the way." Ron smiled and put his arm around Hermione's waist. She was smiling as well.
"What now?" Harry asked, and all four of them looked at each other.
"I don't know about you, but.." Ron said, and looked at Hermione. He nodded his head towards the balcony and, they both left to go to it, closing the door. Harry laughed and Ginny smiled. Things were going to be just fine. . .with Hermine and Ron, that is.
"What do you wanna do?" Harry asked Ginny, who shrugged. She then widely yawned. "Bed?" she nodded slowly and they went to bed, not in the same one, but pulled them a little bit closer while holding hands. But about an hour after they fell asleep, they heard some yelling. They instantly woke up and looked around, seeing the balcony door opened.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU, RONALD WEASLEY!!" they heard someone yell. At first, Harry and Ginny thought it was Hermione, but it was a bit older sounding. . .like Mrs. Weasley.
"Mum!" Ron yelled back, though not as loudly.
"There is NO reason for this," Mrs. Weasley yelled, and that's when Harry and Ginny got up to check what was happening. They saw Mrs. Weasley standing angerly in front of Ron, and Hermione next to him.
"What happened?" Ginny asked.
"Your brother almost decided to go a little too far," Mrs. Weasley said, breathing very hard.
"What do you mean?" Harry now asked.
"He and Hermione..they..you know what I mean!" she almost yelled. She wasn't mad at him, but she was really frustrated. They then noticed Ron without a shirt. "That's just too much. Ron, I need to talk to you." She left, and Ron, shaking, followed.
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"How could you do this??? You're so young!" she said in a regular voice. Ron was about to reply when his mum suddenly asked, "What's that on your arms?" He looked at them and quickly put his hand over it. She had seen the scars.
"It's nothing," he mumbled, but she didn't buy it.
"Ronald Arthur Weasley, tell me what that is," she said, getting annoyed by his stalling.
"Um, I, uh, fell and scratched my arms with something sharp?" Ron said, trying to sound truthful. Luckily, Mrs. Weasley bought it.
"Well, back to the subject. What were you THINKING?" Mrs. Weasley said, getting mad again.
"Mum, I'm telling you, it's my life, I can do what I want," Ron said bravely.
"Not until you're 18 can you do what you want," Mrs. Weasley said.
"Not with everything," Ron simply said. Mrs. Weasley looked surprised that he said that, as he usually coward over her; not that she liked it when he was afraid of her. It was just a change.
"Well, it is with this," she finally said. "I can't have you going around doing things like this."
"But I won't," he said. "I know it can be a bad thing, but it can also be a good thing." Mrs. Weasley stared in his eyes, seeing there was full determination on winning the fight in them. It seemed to her that Ron loved Hermione, she'll give him that, but still, it isn't right.
"I agree with you on that, Ron, but this is something that needs to be waited on in a later age," Mrs. Weasley said. She felt a bit sorry for saying what she was about to say. "You'll have to switch rooms with your father and me. So you'll be sharing with Harry, Fred and George in one room."
"Mum! How can you do this?" he cried.
"I'm sorry, Ron, but it's for your own good," she replied. "But, I'll make you a deal. You won't have to switch this instant, if you don't do that with Hermione just yet." Even though Ron wanted to argue, one last night with Hermione would be better than no night at all. He nodded sadly, and left out back onto the balcony. Harry, Hermione, and Ginny quickly looked up as he entered, but they didn't ask any questions. They could tell by his eyes that things didn't go so good.
"Harry, we have to switch with mum and dad tomorrow, so it'll be me, you, Fred, and George in one room," Ron quietly said, repeating his mother's words. Harry sighed sadly, and got up, taking Ginny's hand to follow him. Ron and Hermione sat in silence for a few minutes until Hermione spoke.
"Ron, I'm sorry, I--" she started, but Ron cut her off.
"It's not your fault, 'Mione," he said.
"Yes it is," she said, getting up and sitting next to him on the other side of the balcony floor. Ron sighed.
"It's not fair. I'm being treated like a little kid," he said. Hermione took his hand to try to calm him down. She seemed to be the only one who could do so. "I can't wait until I move out, and be able to do what I think's right, and not what mum thinks is. I want to be 18 so I can marry you, Hermione."
"Oh, Ron," she said, hugging him. That's when they fell asleep, with no care in the world because they had each other. Ron now had no excuse for death, but he didn't want to die, no matter what. Life was precious to him, so he can't be taken away from it. Sometimes he thought, 'what happens if it's ever taken away from me?' and he knows what he'd do, though he hoped he'd never have to. As I once said, and as an old saying goes, 'Old habits are hard to break.' . . . . . . . . . . .
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A/N Ok, you might find it sickining, but yes, they tried to "do it". TRIED. They didn't, and yes..I know..on the balcony. Luckily for them, no one would be able to see them cause the put a charm so no one could. I had to put this to get an argument w/ Ron and his mum, cause it'll apply later in chapters, so don't worry, I have a meaning for all of this. And I can't write Ron getting hurt, otherwise I might've, lol. Plz review, and thanks 4 reviewing if u already did!