A/N: Hey guys! Here I am. Sorry this took so long. This may not be very long, but I rather give you something than nothing! Enjoy
Chapter 5: A drunken Weasel
Hermione followed Harry into the door of 12 Grimauld Place. The lights were off, but she could tell the place had changed very much since Lupin had inhabited it after Sirius' death in there fifth year. After some very strong and some illegal spells(with the permission of Minister Weasley) Lupin was able to remove all the things that had belonged to Sirius' mother, even the portrait herself. The house was much more peaceful, and it was nice to be able to speak at a normal volume while going through the halls.
"Herm, he's in here," Harry motioned her to follow him into the kitchen. She looked into see a very drunk Ron speaking animatedly with Remus Lupin, who himself was looking annoyed.
"- I was always doing my best to show her I loved her. I even told her every time I saw her," Lupin opened his mouth to react but Ron wouldn't allow it. "- but Luna, Luna loves me, just the way I am. But why isn't that good enough for me Remus? What the bloody hell is wrong with me."
Remus' eyes, moved from Ron's drunken form to Harry and Hermione who were gaping at Ron, "Ah, Ron, visitors."
Ron turned his head slowly around and looked at Harry and Hermione, "Huh..." and he turned back around.
Hermione got a sudden urged of anger. She stormed towards him and grabbed the mug of butterbeer from his hands, "Ronald Weasley! Don't 'huh' me, I came here to straighten you right. You are being a complete moron, you know that? You need to go apologize to Luna right now!"
Ron looked at Hermione, no emotion in his face. They just stood there, neither speaking, glaring at each other. Finally Harry spoke up, "Ron, you told me you wanted to talk to Hermione, but that was when you were sober. I would rather not allow you to discuss things while you're in this state."
"Oh shove it Potter!" growled Ron. Everyone in the room widened there eyes at him. He had never spoken to Harry like that all the years they knew each other, "Mrs. Malfoy, shouldn't you be on you Honeymoon with your new husband?"
Hermione scowled at him, "I was Ron, until I got word that you had done something stupid. I left Draco first to comfort your fiancée, but all she wanted to do was pummel me," Ron sneered, "Then, when I returned to the hotel suite I found Harry there, telling Draco he had found you, and that you wanted to speak with me. Of course, you being my dear friend I came to hear your side of all this," Ron was pretending not to listen. Hermione took quick note and sat down directly beside him, "but had I known I was going to find you, being a drunken fool, I would have skipped the visit."
"Well, sorry to disappoint you, but then again I am good at that, aren't I Hermione," Ron glanced at her.
"What the hell is that suppose to mean?"
"Nothing," whispered Ron, "I want to go to bed."
"No! Ron, we are going to talk!"
Harry moved forward, "Herm, maybe you should come back tomorrow, he is-"
"NO HARRY! I am not going to go back to Draco and tell him I have to leave again. I won't!"
"Then it looks like it will have to wait a bit longer," chimed in Lupin who nodded towards Ron. He was passed out on the table next to Hermione and beginning to snore.
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A/N: Sorry about the shortness, but it's a busy day here at work. My apartment is going well, if you exclude the leak in my ceiling, yeah that was fun. Hoping it is fixed before it rains today. Gotta love summer afternoons in Florida, not always sunny and beautiful. R& R ! Love you guys!!
Chapter 5: A drunken Weasel
Hermione followed Harry into the door of 12 Grimauld Place. The lights were off, but she could tell the place had changed very much since Lupin had inhabited it after Sirius' death in there fifth year. After some very strong and some illegal spells(with the permission of Minister Weasley) Lupin was able to remove all the things that had belonged to Sirius' mother, even the portrait herself. The house was much more peaceful, and it was nice to be able to speak at a normal volume while going through the halls.
"Herm, he's in here," Harry motioned her to follow him into the kitchen. She looked into see a very drunk Ron speaking animatedly with Remus Lupin, who himself was looking annoyed.
"- I was always doing my best to show her I loved her. I even told her every time I saw her," Lupin opened his mouth to react but Ron wouldn't allow it. "- but Luna, Luna loves me, just the way I am. But why isn't that good enough for me Remus? What the bloody hell is wrong with me."
Remus' eyes, moved from Ron's drunken form to Harry and Hermione who were gaping at Ron, "Ah, Ron, visitors."
Ron turned his head slowly around and looked at Harry and Hermione, "Huh..." and he turned back around.
Hermione got a sudden urged of anger. She stormed towards him and grabbed the mug of butterbeer from his hands, "Ronald Weasley! Don't 'huh' me, I came here to straighten you right. You are being a complete moron, you know that? You need to go apologize to Luna right now!"
Ron looked at Hermione, no emotion in his face. They just stood there, neither speaking, glaring at each other. Finally Harry spoke up, "Ron, you told me you wanted to talk to Hermione, but that was when you were sober. I would rather not allow you to discuss things while you're in this state."
"Oh shove it Potter!" growled Ron. Everyone in the room widened there eyes at him. He had never spoken to Harry like that all the years they knew each other, "Mrs. Malfoy, shouldn't you be on you Honeymoon with your new husband?"
Hermione scowled at him, "I was Ron, until I got word that you had done something stupid. I left Draco first to comfort your fiancée, but all she wanted to do was pummel me," Ron sneered, "Then, when I returned to the hotel suite I found Harry there, telling Draco he had found you, and that you wanted to speak with me. Of course, you being my dear friend I came to hear your side of all this," Ron was pretending not to listen. Hermione took quick note and sat down directly beside him, "but had I known I was going to find you, being a drunken fool, I would have skipped the visit."
"Well, sorry to disappoint you, but then again I am good at that, aren't I Hermione," Ron glanced at her.
"What the hell is that suppose to mean?"
"Nothing," whispered Ron, "I want to go to bed."
"No! Ron, we are going to talk!"
Harry moved forward, "Herm, maybe you should come back tomorrow, he is-"
"NO HARRY! I am not going to go back to Draco and tell him I have to leave again. I won't!"
"Then it looks like it will have to wait a bit longer," chimed in Lupin who nodded towards Ron. He was passed out on the table next to Hermione and beginning to snore.
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A/N: Sorry about the shortness, but it's a busy day here at work. My apartment is going well, if you exclude the leak in my ceiling, yeah that was fun. Hoping it is fixed before it rains today. Gotta love summer afternoons in Florida, not always sunny and beautiful. R& R ! Love you guys!!