OK this is my favorite chapter!!! And it's longer! Just like I promised!!!
Also I own Harry Potter! See look here! –holds up ID with name J.K. Rowling
on it- SEE I AM J.K. ROWLING!!! –real JKR comes & snatches it out off hand-
Heh, heh! Ok I'd better go now! –runs off scared-
Ron sat alone in the moss covered woods. His pants were wet from the morning dew & small strips of light flickered through the trees, but Ron barely noticed. He was lost in his own little world where only one thing mattered, her. When they first met Ron had never thought in his lifetime that they'd ever be best friends, let alone this. Actually he didn't start feeling anything until third year, when she had slapped Malfoy. But he was only 13 then & didn't think anything about it. Once forth year came around, though, there was no use denying it, he loved her. He truly did love Hermione Granger. Ron sighed defeated. He knew there was no way she felt the same. She wouldn't want a poor, skinny, red-head like him anyway! Not when she could easily have someone strong & rich...like Viktor. He felt his hands clench into fists. Just thinking about him ticked him off. His once hero was not his worst enemy. Ron hated him almost as much as Malfoy...almost. Suddenly he heard a new voice join in with the chorus of his family's shouts for him. They had been shouting for hours now but he refused to go. The voice was higher pitched than the rest & wait...it couldn't be, but it was...HERMIONE!!! He felt his heart race & fill with joy. Hermione was here! He could hear the voice inside of him screaming, "Bloody hell do it now! You've held in it for almost 4 years now!! DO IT NOW!!!" "Yeah that's right!" Ron thought as he felt his feet carry him forward, out of the woods. "Besides you've battled things scarier than Hermione!" Ron suddenly stopped. The scene before him was unbearable to watch. His throat constricted & he tried to run, but his long legs were frozen. It was as if they had been trapped in a leg-bounding spell. Ron stood paralyzed with fear as it rolled before his eyes like a realistic film. Hermione, who looked like an angel in her ruffled white shirt, was embracing Harry tightly. Tears of happiness were spilling down her face. Ron's heart dropped. His worst nightmare had just happened.
Ron sat alone in the moss covered woods. His pants were wet from the morning dew & small strips of light flickered through the trees, but Ron barely noticed. He was lost in his own little world where only one thing mattered, her. When they first met Ron had never thought in his lifetime that they'd ever be best friends, let alone this. Actually he didn't start feeling anything until third year, when she had slapped Malfoy. But he was only 13 then & didn't think anything about it. Once forth year came around, though, there was no use denying it, he loved her. He truly did love Hermione Granger. Ron sighed defeated. He knew there was no way she felt the same. She wouldn't want a poor, skinny, red-head like him anyway! Not when she could easily have someone strong & rich...like Viktor. He felt his hands clench into fists. Just thinking about him ticked him off. His once hero was not his worst enemy. Ron hated him almost as much as Malfoy...almost. Suddenly he heard a new voice join in with the chorus of his family's shouts for him. They had been shouting for hours now but he refused to go. The voice was higher pitched than the rest & wait...it couldn't be, but it was...HERMIONE!!! He felt his heart race & fill with joy. Hermione was here! He could hear the voice inside of him screaming, "Bloody hell do it now! You've held in it for almost 4 years now!! DO IT NOW!!!" "Yeah that's right!" Ron thought as he felt his feet carry him forward, out of the woods. "Besides you've battled things scarier than Hermione!" Ron suddenly stopped. The scene before him was unbearable to watch. His throat constricted & he tried to run, but his long legs were frozen. It was as if they had been trapped in a leg-bounding spell. Ron stood paralyzed with fear as it rolled before his eyes like a realistic film. Hermione, who looked like an angel in her ruffled white shirt, was embracing Harry tightly. Tears of happiness were spilling down her face. Ron's heart dropped. His worst nightmare had just happened.