Chapter 13
A/N Sorry I ended it so soon you guys! Just so you know and dont kill me, there IS a sequel. More Voldemort, more gulp death, more love, and MUCH More sigh Ron! O yea, and Hermione :P
VOTE: email me or review with what I should start on next. Thanx!
Ron woke up the next morning so sore he couldn't even get out of bed. He rolled over onto his side and picked up his wand. He tapped the gold bell on his bed stand and waited for a voice. "'Ello What can I do for you this fine morning,"
"How about some eggs and bacon." He hadn't had a proper breakfast in quite a long time.
"Right then, they'll be up in a second" And true to his word, a few seconds later a plate full of steaming hot food appeared on the table. He hungrily grabbed the plate and had eaten it all before he'd tasted a thing. He set the plate back on the table and at once it disappeared. He laid back down on his bed. He relived every moment from the night before. How he'd thought Hermione was dead, when Voldemort had yelled those fateful words that killed his servant, how he'd thought Harry was dead....How were they? Ron got up and pulled on his robe. His leg had been bandaged last night, but it still hurt like hell. He sat down on his bed and took a deep breath. His mind was whirling with the past nights events. He once again tapped the gold bell. "What can I do for you now sir"
"What room is Hermione Granger in"
"er......right next to yours I believe. Would that be all?"
"Yea...yea it wo.." The bellman had hung up before he could finish. What was it with people interrupting him! He hobbled over to the door and was immediately engulfed in the hustle and bustle of the morning. He walked down the hallway to the door next to his. He put his hand up to the door, preparing to knock. Why was he hesitating? He was still dizzy from the night before, but that wasn't it. And then he knew.
Hermione tapped the gold bell on her bedside table. Her mind was spinning with last nights events. Every time she cleared her head, her mind seemed to revive the previous night.
"Hello, what can I do for you this 'ere fine morning" The voice sounded familiar...
"Id like to know what room Ron Weasley is staying in please, and thank you."
"Now that's a funny one," the bellman laughed.
"What's so funny...I asked for a room number"
"It's just that Mr. Weasley just got off the bell with me, and he asked the same thing"
She blushed. Ron had asked about her. Her mind began to relive the previous night once again. "Hello. HELLO, MS. GRANGER , HELLO" She was still on the phone
"O, I'm sorry, bye!" she tapped the bell. At that precise moment there was a knock on her door. She hurried to open it. "What the....."
Ron knocked on the door and stood back, waiting to see Hermione in her pajamas.
"DUMBLEDORE?" he said his eyes widening. Dumbledore stood in front of him, a long nightgown and cap on, with fuzzy pig slippers that oinked when he walked. "O good! Just the person I wanted to see! That stupid bellman gave him the wrong door. "Have a seat..ah there you go." Dumbledore scurried around shutting trunks doors and windows. It looked as if he was here often, as he had an assortment of random items that Ron KNEW he hadn't had with him the night before. "So, er, you wanted to talk to me?" he hoped he wasn't in trouble for going after Hermione last night. He blushed and looked down at his hands. He'd done it for good reasons... "Listen sir, I know you to..." once again he was interrupted. "Ron, we found your mother." His heart blew up with excitement. "Is she ok? Where was she! Did she go into hiding?" his mind was full of questions. He was so relieved to hear she was ok that he didn't bother trying to interrupt Dumbledore as he told him the whole story. "Well, after Voldemort broke into #12 Grimmauld Place, Molly warned Remus before apparating at the Burrow to gather some things. Unfortunately, Peter Pettigrew was there waiting for her. She was hurt pretty badly and couldn't disapparate, but instead hid at the Burrow." Ron raised his eyebrows. They had a fight at the Burrow, and she hid at the Burrow? "Yes Ron, there is a hiding place at your house. But that's not the point. The point is, that when she was well enough, she apparated to St. Mungo's and she is currently there, resting. Ron sighed in relief. His mum was ok. "Your father is back from Egypt, and is at the hospital now. Would you like me to take you there as well?" Ron started to say yes, but remembered he had business to attend to. "Maybe tomorrow. I have some.....stuff to do."
"Harry, you look horrible!" Harry stood in front of her. He had a leg cast, an arm cast, and a neck brace, not to mention numerous bruises and scratches all over his body. Like a mother, she invited him in and immediately started making tea. "Are you ok? What happened after Professor Lupin took you to St. Mungos?" the tea pot screamed and Hermione quickly poured the tea into cups and handed one to Harry. "Well, I have 4 broken bones in my leg, and my wrist is broken. My shoulder was dislocated, but they popped that back in," he flinched, as if remembering the pain, "Then they released me. Nothing serious Hermione, don't worry."
"What about..." had he thought about it? She didn't want to bring him down.."what about Quidditch Harry." Immediately his face fell. The pain in his eyes was more immense than she'd ever seen.
"I..they don't think Ill ever be able to play again" First his parents, than Sirius, now this. That poor boy! "O Harry, I'm so sorry, its all my fault." She threw her arms around his neck and gave him a tight squeeze." He whimpered in pain. "O...sorry," Hermione gave a weak smile as there was a knock on the door. Hermione rose and walked to the door. Was it him?
Ron took a deep breath and knocked on the door. He pulled a small blue box out of his pocket and gripped it tightly. Hermione opened the door and smiled up at him. Maybe it was just the day, but she looked more beautiful than he'd ever seen her. Harry looked at his hand and without another word he slipped through the door and out of sight. Ron stepped farther into the room and practiced his breathing. This was it, now or never. Ron looked into her eyes and smiled. He got down on one knee and rose his hands to her, taking them into his. "Hermione," he said looking up, "will you marry me" He had done it, he'd asked her. Hermione stood there a minute, her mouth hanging open, looking down at the 24 karot diamond ring. What if she was going to say no. Ron started to panic. She was certainly taking long enough. What if she liked Harry! Ron's mind started to make every possible explanation of why she hadn't answered yet, when the answer came.
"Ron," she sighed. O shit.... "I'm sorry...that it took me so long!! Yes, yes Ill marry you!" Ron's stomach gave a jolt and his heart a jump. He stood up and picked her up into his arms. "I love you Hermione." "I love you Ron"
A/N this has been such a great experience! Expect many more fan fic from me :D Did u like the ending? Dont forget to review! Dont forget to make me a favorite author, so you can track all my other Harry Potter related stories! In the making:a fans choice, where you get to pick what comes next, and Madness Mayhem and love part 2. Ciao! REVIEW!
A/N Sorry I ended it so soon you guys! Just so you know and dont kill me, there IS a sequel. More Voldemort, more gulp death, more love, and MUCH More sigh Ron! O yea, and Hermione :P
VOTE: email me or review with what I should start on next. Thanx!
Ron woke up the next morning so sore he couldn't even get out of bed. He rolled over onto his side and picked up his wand. He tapped the gold bell on his bed stand and waited for a voice. "'Ello What can I do for you this fine morning,"
"How about some eggs and bacon." He hadn't had a proper breakfast in quite a long time.
"Right then, they'll be up in a second" And true to his word, a few seconds later a plate full of steaming hot food appeared on the table. He hungrily grabbed the plate and had eaten it all before he'd tasted a thing. He set the plate back on the table and at once it disappeared. He laid back down on his bed. He relived every moment from the night before. How he'd thought Hermione was dead, when Voldemort had yelled those fateful words that killed his servant, how he'd thought Harry was dead....How were they? Ron got up and pulled on his robe. His leg had been bandaged last night, but it still hurt like hell. He sat down on his bed and took a deep breath. His mind was whirling with the past nights events. He once again tapped the gold bell. "What can I do for you now sir"
"What room is Hermione Granger in"
"er......right next to yours I believe. Would that be all?"
"Yea...yea it wo.." The bellman had hung up before he could finish. What was it with people interrupting him! He hobbled over to the door and was immediately engulfed in the hustle and bustle of the morning. He walked down the hallway to the door next to his. He put his hand up to the door, preparing to knock. Why was he hesitating? He was still dizzy from the night before, but that wasn't it. And then he knew.
Hermione tapped the gold bell on her bedside table. Her mind was spinning with last nights events. Every time she cleared her head, her mind seemed to revive the previous night.
"Hello, what can I do for you this 'ere fine morning" The voice sounded familiar...
"Id like to know what room Ron Weasley is staying in please, and thank you."
"Now that's a funny one," the bellman laughed.
"What's so funny...I asked for a room number"
"It's just that Mr. Weasley just got off the bell with me, and he asked the same thing"
She blushed. Ron had asked about her. Her mind began to relive the previous night once again. "Hello. HELLO, MS. GRANGER , HELLO" She was still on the phone
"O, I'm sorry, bye!" she tapped the bell. At that precise moment there was a knock on her door. She hurried to open it. "What the....."
Ron knocked on the door and stood back, waiting to see Hermione in her pajamas.
"DUMBLEDORE?" he said his eyes widening. Dumbledore stood in front of him, a long nightgown and cap on, with fuzzy pig slippers that oinked when he walked. "O good! Just the person I wanted to see! That stupid bellman gave him the wrong door. "Have a seat..ah there you go." Dumbledore scurried around shutting trunks doors and windows. It looked as if he was here often, as he had an assortment of random items that Ron KNEW he hadn't had with him the night before. "So, er, you wanted to talk to me?" he hoped he wasn't in trouble for going after Hermione last night. He blushed and looked down at his hands. He'd done it for good reasons... "Listen sir, I know you to..." once again he was interrupted. "Ron, we found your mother." His heart blew up with excitement. "Is she ok? Where was she! Did she go into hiding?" his mind was full of questions. He was so relieved to hear she was ok that he didn't bother trying to interrupt Dumbledore as he told him the whole story. "Well, after Voldemort broke into #12 Grimmauld Place, Molly warned Remus before apparating at the Burrow to gather some things. Unfortunately, Peter Pettigrew was there waiting for her. She was hurt pretty badly and couldn't disapparate, but instead hid at the Burrow." Ron raised his eyebrows. They had a fight at the Burrow, and she hid at the Burrow? "Yes Ron, there is a hiding place at your house. But that's not the point. The point is, that when she was well enough, she apparated to St. Mungo's and she is currently there, resting. Ron sighed in relief. His mum was ok. "Your father is back from Egypt, and is at the hospital now. Would you like me to take you there as well?" Ron started to say yes, but remembered he had business to attend to. "Maybe tomorrow. I have some.....stuff to do."
"Harry, you look horrible!" Harry stood in front of her. He had a leg cast, an arm cast, and a neck brace, not to mention numerous bruises and scratches all over his body. Like a mother, she invited him in and immediately started making tea. "Are you ok? What happened after Professor Lupin took you to St. Mungos?" the tea pot screamed and Hermione quickly poured the tea into cups and handed one to Harry. "Well, I have 4 broken bones in my leg, and my wrist is broken. My shoulder was dislocated, but they popped that back in," he flinched, as if remembering the pain, "Then they released me. Nothing serious Hermione, don't worry."
"What about..." had he thought about it? She didn't want to bring him down.."what about Quidditch Harry." Immediately his face fell. The pain in his eyes was more immense than she'd ever seen.
"I..they don't think Ill ever be able to play again" First his parents, than Sirius, now this. That poor boy! "O Harry, I'm so sorry, its all my fault." She threw her arms around his neck and gave him a tight squeeze." He whimpered in pain. "O...sorry," Hermione gave a weak smile as there was a knock on the door. Hermione rose and walked to the door. Was it him?
Ron took a deep breath and knocked on the door. He pulled a small blue box out of his pocket and gripped it tightly. Hermione opened the door and smiled up at him. Maybe it was just the day, but she looked more beautiful than he'd ever seen her. Harry looked at his hand and without another word he slipped through the door and out of sight. Ron stepped farther into the room and practiced his breathing. This was it, now or never. Ron looked into her eyes and smiled. He got down on one knee and rose his hands to her, taking them into his. "Hermione," he said looking up, "will you marry me" He had done it, he'd asked her. Hermione stood there a minute, her mouth hanging open, looking down at the 24 karot diamond ring. What if she was going to say no. Ron started to panic. She was certainly taking long enough. What if she liked Harry! Ron's mind started to make every possible explanation of why she hadn't answered yet, when the answer came.
"Ron," she sighed. O shit.... "I'm sorry...that it took me so long!! Yes, yes Ill marry you!" Ron's stomach gave a jolt and his heart a jump. He stood up and picked her up into his arms. "I love you Hermione." "I love you Ron"
A/N this has been such a great experience! Expect many more fan fic from me :D Did u like the ending? Dont forget to review! Dont forget to make me a favorite author, so you can track all my other Harry Potter related stories! In the making:a fans choice, where you get to pick what comes next, and Madness Mayhem and love part 2. Ciao! REVIEW!