Rain of Tears
Chapter 11
The Letter
Ron reached his room exhausted from the Ball. He lay on the bed still dressed in his navy blue dress robe.
He couldn't stop thinking of Hermione. He felt so stupid for ever dumping her. How could he, when he loved her so much. The image of Draco dancing with her at the ball shot into his mind and he shuddered a bit at the thought of Hermione in Malfoy's arm. He felt somewhat jealous and envious of Malfoy. He had to do something. He didn't understand how Hermione could have fallen in love with a Malfoy. "He's obviously using a love spell or potion," he said to himself. He needed to talk to her, to warn her before it was too late.
Draco and Hermione came down from the clouds at around eight. Hermione was still wearing Draco's coat since he couldn't bear to see her shiver with cold. Her shoes were now in her hands since her feet were so tired of having been being in those darned heals all night.
They walked back to their common room and too tired of walking up another set of stairs cases they sat themselves on the sofa. Hermione laid her head on Draco's lap. "I had a wonderful time," she said looking up at Draco as he ran his finger though her hair, which now had no more curls.
"Did you really?" asked Draco. Hermione nodded.
"I hope that that is the first of many wonderful memories and experiences that I hope to share with you," Hermione said, smiling.
"So do I," he said.
"You know Hermione-" Draco stopped as he heard a peck on the window. Hermione turned to see where the noise was coming from and then groaned.
There was a barn owl flying just outside the common room window. Hermione just stared at it. The window seemed so far away and it felt so wonderful just lying there on Draco's lap. Draco realizing Hermione didn't want to go get it, set her head down carefully on the sofa and went to open the window for the barn owl that immediately flew in to the common room. "It's for you," said Draco taking the letter from the owl and handing it to Hermione, and then watching as the owl flew off again.
She looked at the front of the letter, her name written in blue ink. She sat up as she opened it. The letter contained few words,
My Dear One,
Meet me by the painting of Sir Lawrence at 11:00 tonight.
Draco.
Hermione seemed puzzled as she reread the letter. "Why?" She finally asked looking up at Draco.
"Why what?" asked Draco. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Why do you want to meet me at 11:00?" asked Hermione. Draco still acted as if he had no clue of what Hermione was talking about, so she handed him the letter to read.
Draco quickly read the letter. "What the fuck I didn't write this." Hermione raised an eyebrow, snatched the letter from his hand, and glanced over it.
"It's signed with your name," she said.
"I swear I didn't write the letter," said Draco as if he were being offended.
Hermione stared at him a bit in disbelief, "Well then who did?"
"I have don't know but it sure as hell wasn't me." Hermione looked at Draco a bit angry at his tone of voice and his language.
She then looked over the letter a few more times. Draco watched her in patience as she read.
"Ron," said Hermione.
"Ron?" said Draco as if to say what does he have to do with any of this.
"Ya" said Hermione with a smirk. " I mean it's so obvious I don't know why I didn't think of it before. Ron is the only one that ever called me my one, and he and I discovered the painting of Sir Lawrence one night when we were running around the castle and he gave me my first kiss there." Draco shivered a bit at the thought of Hermione kissing Ron. "And last night," said Hermione getting up from the sofa, "Didn't you see how much he was looking at me?"
"No," said Draco.
"Well I did," said Hermione laughing at Draco's lack of attention. "I wonder what he wants," said Hermione saying it more to herself than to him. "I'm going to go and find out."
Draco's eyes widened at this, "Hermione are you mad. He could want to hurt you, kill you for all we know!" Hermione smiled over Draco's concern. She just thought it was the cutest and sweetest thing in the world when he worried over her.
"Why do you care?" She asked with a smirk.
"Because I do care... I...I care about you. And I don't want to lose you," he said as he got closer to her placing his hands on her waist, their eye's met and he leaned in for a kiss, but Hermione pulled away.
" We're at school Draco what's the worst he can do?' said Hermione.
"I don't know but I don't want to you going to met him." He said in a firm tone.
Hermione turned to him and said, "Who are you to tell me where I can or can't go!" And she stormed out of the common room without another word.
Draco sat on the armchair. He didn't mean to act as if he was controlling her it was just that he didn't want her to get hurt. He was just trying to protect her from the unknown. His heart was in pain at just wondering what might happen to her, and if she would ever talk to him again.
Hermione remained the rest of the day just walking around the castle ground wondering if she had done wrong in arguing with Draco, but he also wasn't anyone to tell her what to do.
Later on in the day she sat at the Gryffindor table with her back to the Slytherin table not wanting to risk eye contact with Draco. She kept on thinking of what Draco had said about Ron wanting to hurt her or even kill her; no Ron would never do anything like that.
At 10:50 Hermione began to walk towards the location where Ron had asked her to meet him at.
The hallways were darker then usual. Hermione couldn't see very far. Suddenly she heard some one call out, "In here." She walked towards the room where the voice had come from. She was now in a small, dark classroom. There were some tables and chairs piled up in one corner.
" Ron?" She said fear evident in her voice now as she began to doubt if Draco had been right in not wanting to let her come.
Suddenly Ron came out of a dark corner the moonlight illuminating him. "Why did you come if you knew it was me?" He questioned her.
"Because I wanted to know what you want?" said Hermione, "But I think I better leave."
Hermione turned and was about to walk out when Ron grabbed her arm, "Wait! Here me out."
Hermione turned to him with her arms crossed a look of annoyance on her face. "I'm listening," she said very coldly.
"Hermione, I love you, I love you more then the whole world!! ill you not come back to me?" Said Ron taking Hermione's hand in his. Hermione just laughed at his face and turned to leave but Ron wasn't finished talking. "He's putting a love spell on you...God Hermione! He has you enchanted!"
Hermione turned to him fire in her eyes. "How can you say these things, and how do you know these things? Did your little friend Harry tell you? Because he probably knows just as much as you...nothing." Hermione made to leave again,
But Ron yelled out, "Hermione I love you, I love you."
Hermione stopped and spun on her heals, she walked up to him and gave him a small kiss on the lips and said, "I have believed those three small words from you, for much to long." She began walking towards the door when she stopped and turned to look at him again and say, "May that kiss haunt you to your grave."
Ron went towards and grabbed her arm turning her close to him, and kissed her with as much force as he could, backing her against the classroom wall. Hermione tried to push him away from her but his hold on her was too strong. Finally he disconnected his lips from her's. "Come on Hermione don't try to fight me, you know you can't resist me," he said with a smirk as he placed his hand on her stomach.
Tears began running down her cheek. Ron placed his lips on hers and kissed her again. When he finally pulled away Hermione slapped him across the face sending him plummeting to the wooden floor. She ran out of the room tears in her eyes. She kept on running blindly towards her common room when suddenly, she bumped into someone.
AN: Well I hope you like this chapter Ron is such a jerk no offence to all of you who believe Ron and Hermione have a chance to be together, I use to think that too. I have to thank Nat for correcting this chapter and letting me use Sir Lawrence in this book and alkso to the wonderful people who reviewed. Next chapter is so good well because Draco and... you'll just have to wait. he he he Oh and Keep Reviewing.
Chapter 11
The Letter
Ron reached his room exhausted from the Ball. He lay on the bed still dressed in his navy blue dress robe.
He couldn't stop thinking of Hermione. He felt so stupid for ever dumping her. How could he, when he loved her so much. The image of Draco dancing with her at the ball shot into his mind and he shuddered a bit at the thought of Hermione in Malfoy's arm. He felt somewhat jealous and envious of Malfoy. He had to do something. He didn't understand how Hermione could have fallen in love with a Malfoy. "He's obviously using a love spell or potion," he said to himself. He needed to talk to her, to warn her before it was too late.
Draco and Hermione came down from the clouds at around eight. Hermione was still wearing Draco's coat since he couldn't bear to see her shiver with cold. Her shoes were now in her hands since her feet were so tired of having been being in those darned heals all night.
They walked back to their common room and too tired of walking up another set of stairs cases they sat themselves on the sofa. Hermione laid her head on Draco's lap. "I had a wonderful time," she said looking up at Draco as he ran his finger though her hair, which now had no more curls.
"Did you really?" asked Draco. Hermione nodded.
"I hope that that is the first of many wonderful memories and experiences that I hope to share with you," Hermione said, smiling.
"So do I," he said.
"You know Hermione-" Draco stopped as he heard a peck on the window. Hermione turned to see where the noise was coming from and then groaned.
There was a barn owl flying just outside the common room window. Hermione just stared at it. The window seemed so far away and it felt so wonderful just lying there on Draco's lap. Draco realizing Hermione didn't want to go get it, set her head down carefully on the sofa and went to open the window for the barn owl that immediately flew in to the common room. "It's for you," said Draco taking the letter from the owl and handing it to Hermione, and then watching as the owl flew off again.
She looked at the front of the letter, her name written in blue ink. She sat up as she opened it. The letter contained few words,
My Dear One,
Meet me by the painting of Sir Lawrence at 11:00 tonight.
Draco.
Hermione seemed puzzled as she reread the letter. "Why?" She finally asked looking up at Draco.
"Why what?" asked Draco. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Why do you want to meet me at 11:00?" asked Hermione. Draco still acted as if he had no clue of what Hermione was talking about, so she handed him the letter to read.
Draco quickly read the letter. "What the fuck I didn't write this." Hermione raised an eyebrow, snatched the letter from his hand, and glanced over it.
"It's signed with your name," she said.
"I swear I didn't write the letter," said Draco as if he were being offended.
Hermione stared at him a bit in disbelief, "Well then who did?"
"I have don't know but it sure as hell wasn't me." Hermione looked at Draco a bit angry at his tone of voice and his language.
She then looked over the letter a few more times. Draco watched her in patience as she read.
"Ron," said Hermione.
"Ron?" said Draco as if to say what does he have to do with any of this.
"Ya" said Hermione with a smirk. " I mean it's so obvious I don't know why I didn't think of it before. Ron is the only one that ever called me my one, and he and I discovered the painting of Sir Lawrence one night when we were running around the castle and he gave me my first kiss there." Draco shivered a bit at the thought of Hermione kissing Ron. "And last night," said Hermione getting up from the sofa, "Didn't you see how much he was looking at me?"
"No," said Draco.
"Well I did," said Hermione laughing at Draco's lack of attention. "I wonder what he wants," said Hermione saying it more to herself than to him. "I'm going to go and find out."
Draco's eyes widened at this, "Hermione are you mad. He could want to hurt you, kill you for all we know!" Hermione smiled over Draco's concern. She just thought it was the cutest and sweetest thing in the world when he worried over her.
"Why do you care?" She asked with a smirk.
"Because I do care... I...I care about you. And I don't want to lose you," he said as he got closer to her placing his hands on her waist, their eye's met and he leaned in for a kiss, but Hermione pulled away.
" We're at school Draco what's the worst he can do?' said Hermione.
"I don't know but I don't want to you going to met him." He said in a firm tone.
Hermione turned to him and said, "Who are you to tell me where I can or can't go!" And she stormed out of the common room without another word.
Draco sat on the armchair. He didn't mean to act as if he was controlling her it was just that he didn't want her to get hurt. He was just trying to protect her from the unknown. His heart was in pain at just wondering what might happen to her, and if she would ever talk to him again.
Hermione remained the rest of the day just walking around the castle ground wondering if she had done wrong in arguing with Draco, but he also wasn't anyone to tell her what to do.
Later on in the day she sat at the Gryffindor table with her back to the Slytherin table not wanting to risk eye contact with Draco. She kept on thinking of what Draco had said about Ron wanting to hurt her or even kill her; no Ron would never do anything like that.
At 10:50 Hermione began to walk towards the location where Ron had asked her to meet him at.
The hallways were darker then usual. Hermione couldn't see very far. Suddenly she heard some one call out, "In here." She walked towards the room where the voice had come from. She was now in a small, dark classroom. There were some tables and chairs piled up in one corner.
" Ron?" She said fear evident in her voice now as she began to doubt if Draco had been right in not wanting to let her come.
Suddenly Ron came out of a dark corner the moonlight illuminating him. "Why did you come if you knew it was me?" He questioned her.
"Because I wanted to know what you want?" said Hermione, "But I think I better leave."
Hermione turned and was about to walk out when Ron grabbed her arm, "Wait! Here me out."
Hermione turned to him with her arms crossed a look of annoyance on her face. "I'm listening," she said very coldly.
"Hermione, I love you, I love you more then the whole world!! ill you not come back to me?" Said Ron taking Hermione's hand in his. Hermione just laughed at his face and turned to leave but Ron wasn't finished talking. "He's putting a love spell on you...God Hermione! He has you enchanted!"
Hermione turned to him fire in her eyes. "How can you say these things, and how do you know these things? Did your little friend Harry tell you? Because he probably knows just as much as you...nothing." Hermione made to leave again,
But Ron yelled out, "Hermione I love you, I love you."
Hermione stopped and spun on her heals, she walked up to him and gave him a small kiss on the lips and said, "I have believed those three small words from you, for much to long." She began walking towards the door when she stopped and turned to look at him again and say, "May that kiss haunt you to your grave."
Ron went towards and grabbed her arm turning her close to him, and kissed her with as much force as he could, backing her against the classroom wall. Hermione tried to push him away from her but his hold on her was too strong. Finally he disconnected his lips from her's. "Come on Hermione don't try to fight me, you know you can't resist me," he said with a smirk as he placed his hand on her stomach.
Tears began running down her cheek. Ron placed his lips on hers and kissed her again. When he finally pulled away Hermione slapped him across the face sending him plummeting to the wooden floor. She ran out of the room tears in her eyes. She kept on running blindly towards her common room when suddenly, she bumped into someone.
AN: Well I hope you like this chapter Ron is such a jerk no offence to all of you who believe Ron and Hermione have a chance to be together, I use to think that too. I have to thank Nat for correcting this chapter and letting me use Sir Lawrence in this book and alkso to the wonderful people who reviewed. Next chapter is so good well because Draco and... you'll just have to wait. he he he Oh and Keep Reviewing.