Footprints, Battles, and Yellow Orchids
The trip finally came and as I trudged through the snow past the Three Broomsticks, I witnessed a fight leave the pub and move to the streets. I wouldn't have normally stopped to gawk, but the people involved got my full, undivided attention. Ron and Luna were having it out in a fight-to- the-death verbal battle. Insults were exchanged and tears flowed out in rivers as the screams went on and on. Finally, the crowd parted and two extremely flustered teens stormed away in opposite directions. Luna headed back inside the Three Broomsticks with a guy who appeared to be the cause of the fight, and Ron strode off in the snow towards a dense forest.
I watched him until I could no longer see the small amount of light flickering from the end of his wand. I stared at the footprints he left behind, so distinct and fresh when I heard a bell on a shop ring behind me. That's when I finally could move again. My prayers had been answered. I headed back to the castle figuring that I would catch up with him later. It would have been so much easier if I had just followed him.
I woke up just as the sun was rising the next morning. I figured I could sneak in the boys' dormitory and watch him as he slept. I slipped on my slippers and crept across the hall and through the door. I knew something was wrong the moment I set foot inside the room. The curtains to Ron's bed were pulled back and his bed was made. In the next bed, Harry's bed, the sheets were wrinkled and the curtains open enough to see there was no occupant. I slid back out the door and down the stairs to see if they were sitting in the common room discussing yesterday's blowout. What I found was Ginny sobbing into Harry's shoulder with him trying to comfort her.
AN: Well, here's chapter 2. Enjoy! I'll try to get the rest of the chapters up weekly... No guarantees though!
The trip finally came and as I trudged through the snow past the Three Broomsticks, I witnessed a fight leave the pub and move to the streets. I wouldn't have normally stopped to gawk, but the people involved got my full, undivided attention. Ron and Luna were having it out in a fight-to- the-death verbal battle. Insults were exchanged and tears flowed out in rivers as the screams went on and on. Finally, the crowd parted and two extremely flustered teens stormed away in opposite directions. Luna headed back inside the Three Broomsticks with a guy who appeared to be the cause of the fight, and Ron strode off in the snow towards a dense forest.
I watched him until I could no longer see the small amount of light flickering from the end of his wand. I stared at the footprints he left behind, so distinct and fresh when I heard a bell on a shop ring behind me. That's when I finally could move again. My prayers had been answered. I headed back to the castle figuring that I would catch up with him later. It would have been so much easier if I had just followed him.
I woke up just as the sun was rising the next morning. I figured I could sneak in the boys' dormitory and watch him as he slept. I slipped on my slippers and crept across the hall and through the door. I knew something was wrong the moment I set foot inside the room. The curtains to Ron's bed were pulled back and his bed was made. In the next bed, Harry's bed, the sheets were wrinkled and the curtains open enough to see there was no occupant. I slid back out the door and down the stairs to see if they were sitting in the common room discussing yesterday's blowout. What I found was Ginny sobbing into Harry's shoulder with him trying to comfort her.
AN: Well, here's chapter 2. Enjoy! I'll try to get the rest of the chapters up weekly... No guarantees though!