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***February 2***
Chapter 17
"Ron, wake up, we're gonna be late for breakfast. It's 8:30," said Harry.
Ron opened his eyes, blinked several times and before he could get up, Harry did his usual February 2 morning routine. Harry grabbed all of Ron's blankets and threw them onto his own bed.
"Get up you stupid prat, we're going to be late."
Ron sat up on his bed, rubbed his eyes and his face and asked, "what's today's date?"
Harry looked at his watch and said, "it's February 2."
Ron felt as though something hard had just fell into the pit of his stomach. He got up from his bed, took off his pajamas and changed into his school robes.
"Funny," he said unemotionally.
"What's funny?" asked Harry.
"Well, I think I should have a terrible headache," said Ron, "but I don't."
"Um, why should you have a headache?" Harry asked, eyebrows raised.
"Isn't that what happens when you drink too much alcohol? Don't Muggles call it hugging something?" asked Ron.
"Er, I think it's actually called a hangover, but I wouldn't know how one would feel. Why?" Harry answered.
"To tell you the truth Harry, I would love to feel hungover right about now. It beats whatever I'm feeling right now."
"Why, what's the matter, mate?" asked Harry, sounding concerned.
"It's nothing, I don't think you can help," said Ron, running his hand through his unkempt hair.
"Well if you need to talk about it, I'm right here," said Harry.
"I know, thanks mate," said Ron joylessly.
"Well you better get ready, Hermione will bite our heads off if we miss breakfast," said Harry smiling slightly.
"Yeah I know what you mean," said Ron dismally and he went into the bathroom.
He was ready in a matter of seconds. He didn't even bother to do his morning routine which included combing his hair, shaving and washing his mouth. As a result of this neglect, Ron looked more like an old man trapped in a 16 year old's body. He had terrible bedhead, his face looked very scruffy and ragged and he wore a very dispiriting expression on his face.
"Ready?" he asked Harry, sounding deeply depressed.
"Um, are you sure you're ready to go, Ron? You look like er....well... um...you look like a mess."
"Yeah I'm ready, let's go down to the Great Hall and get some breakfast," said Ron, still sounding deeply hollowed.
"Wait!" said Harry stopping Ron from going out the door, "what's the matter mate? You don't sound like yourself."
Ron stared at Harry for a while. He remembered everything that had transpired yesterday. The semi-date he had cleverly set up with Hermione had started out well but in the end it came crashing down, hard. This eventually led to Ron taking a trip down to the kitchens where he got a tankard of Ogden's Old Fire whiskey and got incredibly drunk.
"I should be sick from what I drank last night," he answered in a bored voice.
"What? Why? What did you drink last night?" Harry asked.
"Nothing," said Ron sounding very dispirited, "never mind."
Harry nodded and looked very bewildered at Ron. The two boys left the dormitory and headed down to meet Hermione.
Ron and Harry found Hermione in the common room waiting for them as usual and as usual Ron noticed that Hermione was exactly where she was suppose to be standing. Ron felt an empty feeling in his chest. She should be infuriated with him, but he knew she had no idea what happened last night.
"Good morning guys," said Hermione in a cheery way that made Ron cringe inside.
"Morning," replied Harry.
"Um Ron, you didn't shave this morning," said Hermione raising her eyebrows.
Ron said nothing and decided not to stop and wait any longer to go. Talking to Hermione was very uncomfortable after last night. Ron knew that she had no recollection about what transpired yesterday but in his mind it was still too awkward.
"Um, hey Ron, what's the matter? You look terrible," said Hermione.
"You're very observant, Hermione," replied Ron. There was no hint of his usual sarcasm in his voice, it was replaced by a pessimistic and hollow tone instead.
Hermione looked taken back at Ron's crestfallen behaviour and turned to look at Harry for an explanation. Harry shrugged and shook his head.
The trek down to the Great Hall for breakfast usually involved joking and laughing, but this time, instead of the trio joking and laughing, it was replaced by an unpleasant silence and awkwardness. Hermione tried several times to strike up a conversation but only Harry acknowledged her. Ron remained eerily silent.
When they took their seats at the Gryffindor table, Harry and Hermione wasted no time in digging into their breakfast. Ron however just sat and watched his food in silence while others loaded their own plates of toast, eggs, bacon, sausages, and hash browns. Ron noticed several people staring and giving him odd looks. It was most likely due to Ron's appearance.
"Not hungry this morning, Ron?" asked Seamus, taking a bite out of his hash brown. Ron shook his head and said nothing.
Eating was the last thing Ron wanted to do. There were simply too many thoughts that occupied his mind. He had learned the hard way that there was no use of pursuing anything involving relationships. Even if Ron was successful in wooing Hermione, in the end it would be a total waste of time. He will wake up to another February 2 and Hermione will have forgotten everything he had done. Nothing Ron did would make a difference now. Harry dying in that snow storm and being alive the next day was proof of that.
"I have GOT to figure a way out of this," thought Ron, "but how?"
Ron couldn't think straight. There were about a millions things on his mind and Hermione was just one of them. There was the fact that he would have liked to see his home, the Burrow again. There was also his parents, and brothers he had started to miss. Somehow, knowing the possibility that tomorrow will never come seemed to make Ron more homesick now. Ron felt that everything he was taking for granted in the past was coming back to haunt him.
"RON!" Harry shouted.
"Huh? What?" replied Ron, snapping out of his thoughts.
"I've been trying to get your attention for about a minute. Where were you just now?"
"Oh, it's nothing, I was just thinking about what Snape had in store for us today," lied Ron.
"Well, I wouldn't be surprised if he goes right into sleeping potions," said Hermione.
"I doubt it, Hermione, sleeping potions won't be coming up until the last bit before final exams," said Dean. Ron didn't even bother to voice his opinion.
Hermione looked as though her patience was wearing thin. She was getting frustrated with Ron's bad mood and his inability to communicate with everyone. She let out a heavy sigh and put her fork down.
"Listen Ron, I know something's wrong. Just tell us and maybe we can help."
"Hermione's right, if there's something wrong, tell us," agreed Harry.
"There's nothing you two can do to help me. I'm on my own," said Ron low-spiritedly.
"Oh for heaven's sake Ron, just tell us already!" snapped Hermione.
"Can you two do me a favour?" asked Ron.
"Of course," said Hermione.
"Anything," added Harry.
"Skip today's Potions lesson and come with me to the library," said Ron.
Harry and Hermione looked at each other with raised eyebrows. They really looked confused at Ron's favour.
"Sure, okay Ron," said Harry nodding.
"No I'm sorry Ron but we can't. We just can't skive off classes, especially Potions," said Hermione as she looked sorry.
"All right, fair enough," said Ron, showing no signs of annoyance.
"Why can't you just tell us, Ron?" asked Hermione exasperatedly.
Now Ron was starting to feel annoyed with her, but he kept it well hidden and out of sight.
"Okay you really want to know what's going on with me?" asked Ron, his voice rising.
Harry and Hermione nodded eagerly.
"Well okay, I really can't explain it to you right now, it's far too complicated. So I'll make you a deal; by the time we finish Potions and History of Magic, I promise you that you'll want to follow me to the library and skive off the rest of today's lessons.
Harry and Hermione looked confused.
"What's your problem got to do with those lessons?" asked Hermione.
"Not a whole lot but it's still important," said Ron, "It doesn't matter which lessons, it's just that Potions and History of Magic are the first two this morning."
Harry and Hermione looked more confused than ever. Ron knew that it wasn't going to be easy for them to immediately understand his dilemma.
"Just listen to what I have to say throughout today's first two lessons," said Ron, "trust me, you won't believe what's going to happen."
"Ron I don't--" Hermione tried to say.
"Just trust me on this, okay?" said Ron, "There's something seriously wrong with me and I need you guys to help."
"Ron, just tell us what the bloody hell is going on!" Harry said.
"I can't just TELL you,"
"Why not?" asked Hermione.
"Because you two will never believe me unless I show you," said Ron through gritted teeth.
"It can't be that bad, mate," said Harry.
"Just say it, Ron," said Hermione impatiently.
Ron looked at the two for a minute and then nodded and decided to just give it a shot.
"Listen guys. I've been reliving this same day, February 2, for a week now. I wake up at the same time and the same way every day. Harry, you always wake me up at 8:30am, then you pull off all my sheets. The only thing is I am the only person that seems to notice this time warp and none of you notice that all this has happened the previous day. It's like there's no tomorrow and I'm trapped repeating this exact day."
Harry and Hermione looked stunned. Ron didn't know whether the two had believed him or thought he had gone completely nutters. After what seemed liked hours, Harry was the first to speak.
"Ron, I think you should go back up to the dormitories and have a lie-in,"
"Harry's right, you need some rest, Ron. I think you might be ill or something," said Hermione looking worriedly at Ron.
"No, I am not sick," said Ron rubbing his forehead and showing signs of restlessness. He knew they wouldn't take him seriously, that's why he figured he had to show them.
"Listen," said Ron still rubbing his forehead, "class is going to start in about 10 minutes, just remember what I just told you guys."
Harry and Hermione looked at each other as if they were just talking to a retarded man.
"Okay Ron, but I really think you should go see Madam Pomfrey after lessons," said Hermione.
"You're obviously not well mate," added Harry.
"Bloody hell! I'm not making this up!" said Ron, now showing other emotions that weren't in a depressing nature. He was starting to feel intense anger swell up in him again.
"Okay, okay, calm down, mate," Harry reassured Ron.
"Look, let's go, it's almost time," said Ron, shaking his head disbelieving, getting up and grabbing his things. He headed out of the Great Hall followed closely by Harry and Hermione.
Ron, Harry and Hermione were nearing the potions classroom when Ron suddenly stopped.
"Ron? What's up? Why did you stop?" Harry asked.
"In about 16 seconds," said Ron looking at his watch, "Snape is going to come up to us and tell us off,"
"Well that's obvious, Ron. Snape has to come through this way anyway. There is no other way to get down to the--" Hermione was cut off.
"Potter, Weasley, what's going on here?" it was Professor Snape.
"Nothing sir, just stopped to tie my shoe." lied Harry. (once again)
"Well what are you three waiting for?" growled Snape.
"Sorry sir," replied Ron and Harry as Hermione stared at the ground.
"Weasley, what's the matter with you? You look like dreadful," said Snape, curling his upper lip and giving Ron a revolted look.
"I didn't have time sir, I woke up late," lied Ron.
"Obviously you have no regard for your own personal hygiene, Weasley," hissed Snape.
Ron merely nodded and once again decided to offer the Potions master to go ahead of them. He politely said "After you Professor Snape," and put out his arm to politely direct the professor to go ahead of him. Snape (again) gave Ron a grunt and walked ahead of the trio.
This time Ron felt no real satisfaction in knowing what Snape was going to get next. Ron whispered to Harry and Hermione as they followed Snape.
"As soon as Snape walks around that corner, Malfoy will be doing the same, they're going to collide. Snape will be scalded because he is going to be drenched by a hot cup of coffee that Malfoy will be holding." Ron said this very, very fast and very, very quietly.
Before Harry and Hermione could respond to Ron's wild blabbering, it happened.
CRASH!
Snape's upper half was drenched in hot coffee and again, his head got the most of it.
"Ugh, Mr. Malfoy look at what you've done. You got hot coffee all over my face and robes you stupid boy," snarled Snape getting back up off the floor.
"I'm terribly sorry professor, I didn't mean to, it was an accident sir," Malfoy said quickly, sounding like the same apology Ron remembered before.
"See?" said Ron, "I told you."
Harry and Hermione looked stunned.
"How-how did you know that was gonna happen?" asked Harry, looking at Ron in awe.
"I told you already, I've relived this before I--"
"Come off it Ron, you don't expect us to buy this?" said Hermione looking sceptical.
"Well I don't expect you guys to believe me just right now but--"
"This is no time for chit chat Mr. Weasley, 15 points from Gryffindor. Now get to class!" Snape barked.
"Yes sir," Ron said in a bored voice and continued to class with Harry and Hermione..
"I can't believe we lost 15 points, this is all your fault Ron," snapped Hermione while taking her seat.
"It doesn't matter, Hermione," Ron said through gritted teeth.
"It's still 15 points, Ron," she responded.
Ron sighed and put his face in his hands.
"Haven't you listened to a damn word I've been telling you?" mumbled Ron, his hands still covering his face.
"Of course I have, I just don't understand why you can't tell us the REAL reason is to what's bothering you," she said, "I mean, you don't expect us to believe that you are reliving the same day over and over do you? Harry, tell him."
"Listen mate, that was a really lucky guess back there with Snape but--"
"But nothing Harry!" Ron shouted, slamming his fists onto the table, which caused a few people to stare. "Do you two know what Snape's lesson plan is for today?"
"No," said Harry and Hermione at the same time.
"Good, I thought so," said Ron in a hard voice, "Listen, Snape will be coming in about 3 minutes so listen up and listen carefully. Don't interrupt, I don't have a lot of time to explain this."
Harry and Hermione nodded.
"Okay, now for another demonstration, Snape's lesson plan for today is going to be a surprise test. We're gonna be asked to brew Cruxtitions potion. He'll ask the class to pair up and then afterwards he'll test our potions on our partners."
"I doubt it Ron, we were only asked to read that section last class," said Hermione shaking her head.
"Come off of it Ron, are you serious?" asked Harry.
Ron slammed his head down on the table several times before saying, "Hermione, give me some of that spare parchment you've got there and a quill too."
Hermione shrugged and handed Ron a single piece of parchment and a quill. Ron then took the parchment and tore it up into two small pieces.
"Hey, I didn't give you that to waste, Ron, we've got History of Magic next and I need all the parchment I can get," said Hermione looking exasperated.
Ron ignored her and separately wrote something on the 2 pieces of parchment he had just ripped. He folded the two and handed Harry and Hermione one piece each.
"Here, take this but it's important that don't read it until you get into your pairs," said Ron.
"What do have written on them?" asked Harry looking baffled.
"I've written down the names of who you two will partner up with. If I'm telling you two the truth, the names I have written down should be right," answered Ron.
"Honestly Ron, you--" Hermione tried to say.
"Don't argue with me on this, Hermione. Just do it, and remember, don't open it until you get into your pairs." ordered Ron.
"Fine," she said, looking put out.
"I also know the grades you guys are gonna get but I won't tell you until later," said Ron.
Harry opened his mouth to talk but he stopped when Snape entered the classroom looking very surly.
"Pop test," said Snape.
Ron looked at Harry and Hermione who's eyes were as wide as Quaffles.
"Today, you will be brewing the Cruxtitions potion. If you read your chapter last night as you were told to, then you should know what ingredients are needed to make this complicated potion. I trust that you already know that I will be selecting potions at random and testing them on students, so get into pairs because you have to test your partner's potion. You have half of this class to prepare your potions. Then the next half will be used to test them."
Snape layed out the rest his lesson plan for the day and just as scheduled, he bolted out the door, leaving the room.
Hermione looked as though she had just been struck by a stunning spell, she looked positively mystified. Harry however looked like Christmas had come early.
"Ron, I-I--" Harry began.
"Just pair up and do the work, Harry. I'll talk to you guys later," said Ron
Harry and Hermione nodded, grabbed their things and paired up with their inevitable partners. Harry, again was to be paired with Seamus while Hermione was paired with Lavender.
"Hey Ron, um, do you want to--" Neville began
"Yeah, yeah, Neville, sure let's get started," said Ron gloomily.
Neville nodded as he took a seat next to him. Ron looked over to where his best friends were sitting with their partners and Harry and Hermione both knew that this was the time to open up folded pieces of parchment.
When they both opened their pieces of parchment, their expressions were exactly what Ron had expected, complete and total astonishment.
"Merlin Ron, How-how did you do that?" said Harry and Hermione coming over to Ron and Neville's table.
"Do what Ron?" asked Neville.
"Nothing, here, do me a favour and cut these roots up, will you Neville?" asked Ron.
"Um, sure, okay Ron," said Neville.
Harry dragged Ron to one side and said, "Ron, I'm officially freaked out now."
"I don't get it Ron, How-how in the world--" Hermione tried to say.
"I told you, I've done this all before. I'm reliving February 2 and there's nothing I can do, I can't stop it," said Ron desperately.
"I-I don't believe it," said Hermione looking shocked.
"Well believe it," said Ron forcefully.
"But I wanna--"
"Listen, we can't talk now, people are starting to stare at us. We'll discuss this after class, here take this," said Ron, giving them each another piece of parchment.
"What is it?" asked Harry.
"Open it right after Snape grades your potions," said Ron.
"Why?" asked Hermione.
"Never mind that, you'll find out as soon as Snape gives you your grades," replied Ron.
"But--"
"Just go, trust me," said Ron, urging Harry and Hermione back to their own tables.
"Hey Neville, how are those roots coming along?" Ron asked as soon as he got back.
"It's fine, I got them just like you wanted it," said Neville.
"Great, thanks,"
"So what did Harry and Hermione want?" asked Neville.
"Oh, they just wanted to know what we're going to do tomorrow, that's all," said Ron in false cheeriness.
"Yeah, the weekend is finally here, I can't wait for the Hogsmeade trip tomorrow," said Neville eagerly, "It's been a very long and tiring week."
Ron gave Neville a disheartening look, let out a tired sigh and said, "I know what you mean Neville, this week has been too long."
A/N: Thanks for all the great Reviews on the last chapter!!!
Whoa, I can't believe I have 282 reviews, that's 281 more then I originally expected to get.
Ron is really getting frustrated with this time situation. I tried to write his reactions and his mood to everything as though I were experiencing everything he was.
Teaser: In keeping with the "Groundhog Day" movie tradition, Ron's behaviour and mood will start to descend further and further.
Again I really appreciate all the great reviews I've been getting, please keep it up!
Take Care
***February 2***
Chapter 17
"Ron, wake up, we're gonna be late for breakfast. It's 8:30," said Harry.
Ron opened his eyes, blinked several times and before he could get up, Harry did his usual February 2 morning routine. Harry grabbed all of Ron's blankets and threw them onto his own bed.
"Get up you stupid prat, we're going to be late."
Ron sat up on his bed, rubbed his eyes and his face and asked, "what's today's date?"
Harry looked at his watch and said, "it's February 2."
Ron felt as though something hard had just fell into the pit of his stomach. He got up from his bed, took off his pajamas and changed into his school robes.
"Funny," he said unemotionally.
"What's funny?" asked Harry.
"Well, I think I should have a terrible headache," said Ron, "but I don't."
"Um, why should you have a headache?" Harry asked, eyebrows raised.
"Isn't that what happens when you drink too much alcohol? Don't Muggles call it hugging something?" asked Ron.
"Er, I think it's actually called a hangover, but I wouldn't know how one would feel. Why?" Harry answered.
"To tell you the truth Harry, I would love to feel hungover right about now. It beats whatever I'm feeling right now."
"Why, what's the matter, mate?" asked Harry, sounding concerned.
"It's nothing, I don't think you can help," said Ron, running his hand through his unkempt hair.
"Well if you need to talk about it, I'm right here," said Harry.
"I know, thanks mate," said Ron joylessly.
"Well you better get ready, Hermione will bite our heads off if we miss breakfast," said Harry smiling slightly.
"Yeah I know what you mean," said Ron dismally and he went into the bathroom.
He was ready in a matter of seconds. He didn't even bother to do his morning routine which included combing his hair, shaving and washing his mouth. As a result of this neglect, Ron looked more like an old man trapped in a 16 year old's body. He had terrible bedhead, his face looked very scruffy and ragged and he wore a very dispiriting expression on his face.
"Ready?" he asked Harry, sounding deeply depressed.
"Um, are you sure you're ready to go, Ron? You look like er....well... um...you look like a mess."
"Yeah I'm ready, let's go down to the Great Hall and get some breakfast," said Ron, still sounding deeply hollowed.
"Wait!" said Harry stopping Ron from going out the door, "what's the matter mate? You don't sound like yourself."
Ron stared at Harry for a while. He remembered everything that had transpired yesterday. The semi-date he had cleverly set up with Hermione had started out well but in the end it came crashing down, hard. This eventually led to Ron taking a trip down to the kitchens where he got a tankard of Ogden's Old Fire whiskey and got incredibly drunk.
"I should be sick from what I drank last night," he answered in a bored voice.
"What? Why? What did you drink last night?" Harry asked.
"Nothing," said Ron sounding very dispirited, "never mind."
Harry nodded and looked very bewildered at Ron. The two boys left the dormitory and headed down to meet Hermione.
Ron and Harry found Hermione in the common room waiting for them as usual and as usual Ron noticed that Hermione was exactly where she was suppose to be standing. Ron felt an empty feeling in his chest. She should be infuriated with him, but he knew she had no idea what happened last night.
"Good morning guys," said Hermione in a cheery way that made Ron cringe inside.
"Morning," replied Harry.
"Um Ron, you didn't shave this morning," said Hermione raising her eyebrows.
Ron said nothing and decided not to stop and wait any longer to go. Talking to Hermione was very uncomfortable after last night. Ron knew that she had no recollection about what transpired yesterday but in his mind it was still too awkward.
"Um, hey Ron, what's the matter? You look terrible," said Hermione.
"You're very observant, Hermione," replied Ron. There was no hint of his usual sarcasm in his voice, it was replaced by a pessimistic and hollow tone instead.
Hermione looked taken back at Ron's crestfallen behaviour and turned to look at Harry for an explanation. Harry shrugged and shook his head.
The trek down to the Great Hall for breakfast usually involved joking and laughing, but this time, instead of the trio joking and laughing, it was replaced by an unpleasant silence and awkwardness. Hermione tried several times to strike up a conversation but only Harry acknowledged her. Ron remained eerily silent.
When they took their seats at the Gryffindor table, Harry and Hermione wasted no time in digging into their breakfast. Ron however just sat and watched his food in silence while others loaded their own plates of toast, eggs, bacon, sausages, and hash browns. Ron noticed several people staring and giving him odd looks. It was most likely due to Ron's appearance.
"Not hungry this morning, Ron?" asked Seamus, taking a bite out of his hash brown. Ron shook his head and said nothing.
Eating was the last thing Ron wanted to do. There were simply too many thoughts that occupied his mind. He had learned the hard way that there was no use of pursuing anything involving relationships. Even if Ron was successful in wooing Hermione, in the end it would be a total waste of time. He will wake up to another February 2 and Hermione will have forgotten everything he had done. Nothing Ron did would make a difference now. Harry dying in that snow storm and being alive the next day was proof of that.
"I have GOT to figure a way out of this," thought Ron, "but how?"
Ron couldn't think straight. There were about a millions things on his mind and Hermione was just one of them. There was the fact that he would have liked to see his home, the Burrow again. There was also his parents, and brothers he had started to miss. Somehow, knowing the possibility that tomorrow will never come seemed to make Ron more homesick now. Ron felt that everything he was taking for granted in the past was coming back to haunt him.
"RON!" Harry shouted.
"Huh? What?" replied Ron, snapping out of his thoughts.
"I've been trying to get your attention for about a minute. Where were you just now?"
"Oh, it's nothing, I was just thinking about what Snape had in store for us today," lied Ron.
"Well, I wouldn't be surprised if he goes right into sleeping potions," said Hermione.
"I doubt it, Hermione, sleeping potions won't be coming up until the last bit before final exams," said Dean. Ron didn't even bother to voice his opinion.
Hermione looked as though her patience was wearing thin. She was getting frustrated with Ron's bad mood and his inability to communicate with everyone. She let out a heavy sigh and put her fork down.
"Listen Ron, I know something's wrong. Just tell us and maybe we can help."
"Hermione's right, if there's something wrong, tell us," agreed Harry.
"There's nothing you two can do to help me. I'm on my own," said Ron low-spiritedly.
"Oh for heaven's sake Ron, just tell us already!" snapped Hermione.
"Can you two do me a favour?" asked Ron.
"Of course," said Hermione.
"Anything," added Harry.
"Skip today's Potions lesson and come with me to the library," said Ron.
Harry and Hermione looked at each other with raised eyebrows. They really looked confused at Ron's favour.
"Sure, okay Ron," said Harry nodding.
"No I'm sorry Ron but we can't. We just can't skive off classes, especially Potions," said Hermione as she looked sorry.
"All right, fair enough," said Ron, showing no signs of annoyance.
"Why can't you just tell us, Ron?" asked Hermione exasperatedly.
Now Ron was starting to feel annoyed with her, but he kept it well hidden and out of sight.
"Okay you really want to know what's going on with me?" asked Ron, his voice rising.
Harry and Hermione nodded eagerly.
"Well okay, I really can't explain it to you right now, it's far too complicated. So I'll make you a deal; by the time we finish Potions and History of Magic, I promise you that you'll want to follow me to the library and skive off the rest of today's lessons.
Harry and Hermione looked confused.
"What's your problem got to do with those lessons?" asked Hermione.
"Not a whole lot but it's still important," said Ron, "It doesn't matter which lessons, it's just that Potions and History of Magic are the first two this morning."
Harry and Hermione looked more confused than ever. Ron knew that it wasn't going to be easy for them to immediately understand his dilemma.
"Just listen to what I have to say throughout today's first two lessons," said Ron, "trust me, you won't believe what's going to happen."
"Ron I don't--" Hermione tried to say.
"Just trust me on this, okay?" said Ron, "There's something seriously wrong with me and I need you guys to help."
"Ron, just tell us what the bloody hell is going on!" Harry said.
"I can't just TELL you,"
"Why not?" asked Hermione.
"Because you two will never believe me unless I show you," said Ron through gritted teeth.
"It can't be that bad, mate," said Harry.
"Just say it, Ron," said Hermione impatiently.
Ron looked at the two for a minute and then nodded and decided to just give it a shot.
"Listen guys. I've been reliving this same day, February 2, for a week now. I wake up at the same time and the same way every day. Harry, you always wake me up at 8:30am, then you pull off all my sheets. The only thing is I am the only person that seems to notice this time warp and none of you notice that all this has happened the previous day. It's like there's no tomorrow and I'm trapped repeating this exact day."
Harry and Hermione looked stunned. Ron didn't know whether the two had believed him or thought he had gone completely nutters. After what seemed liked hours, Harry was the first to speak.
"Ron, I think you should go back up to the dormitories and have a lie-in,"
"Harry's right, you need some rest, Ron. I think you might be ill or something," said Hermione looking worriedly at Ron.
"No, I am not sick," said Ron rubbing his forehead and showing signs of restlessness. He knew they wouldn't take him seriously, that's why he figured he had to show them.
"Listen," said Ron still rubbing his forehead, "class is going to start in about 10 minutes, just remember what I just told you guys."
Harry and Hermione looked at each other as if they were just talking to a retarded man.
"Okay Ron, but I really think you should go see Madam Pomfrey after lessons," said Hermione.
"You're obviously not well mate," added Harry.
"Bloody hell! I'm not making this up!" said Ron, now showing other emotions that weren't in a depressing nature. He was starting to feel intense anger swell up in him again.
"Okay, okay, calm down, mate," Harry reassured Ron.
"Look, let's go, it's almost time," said Ron, shaking his head disbelieving, getting up and grabbing his things. He headed out of the Great Hall followed closely by Harry and Hermione.
Ron, Harry and Hermione were nearing the potions classroom when Ron suddenly stopped.
"Ron? What's up? Why did you stop?" Harry asked.
"In about 16 seconds," said Ron looking at his watch, "Snape is going to come up to us and tell us off,"
"Well that's obvious, Ron. Snape has to come through this way anyway. There is no other way to get down to the--" Hermione was cut off.
"Potter, Weasley, what's going on here?" it was Professor Snape.
"Nothing sir, just stopped to tie my shoe." lied Harry. (once again)
"Well what are you three waiting for?" growled Snape.
"Sorry sir," replied Ron and Harry as Hermione stared at the ground.
"Weasley, what's the matter with you? You look like dreadful," said Snape, curling his upper lip and giving Ron a revolted look.
"I didn't have time sir, I woke up late," lied Ron.
"Obviously you have no regard for your own personal hygiene, Weasley," hissed Snape.
Ron merely nodded and once again decided to offer the Potions master to go ahead of them. He politely said "After you Professor Snape," and put out his arm to politely direct the professor to go ahead of him. Snape (again) gave Ron a grunt and walked ahead of the trio.
This time Ron felt no real satisfaction in knowing what Snape was going to get next. Ron whispered to Harry and Hermione as they followed Snape.
"As soon as Snape walks around that corner, Malfoy will be doing the same, they're going to collide. Snape will be scalded because he is going to be drenched by a hot cup of coffee that Malfoy will be holding." Ron said this very, very fast and very, very quietly.
Before Harry and Hermione could respond to Ron's wild blabbering, it happened.
CRASH!
Snape's upper half was drenched in hot coffee and again, his head got the most of it.
"Ugh, Mr. Malfoy look at what you've done. You got hot coffee all over my face and robes you stupid boy," snarled Snape getting back up off the floor.
"I'm terribly sorry professor, I didn't mean to, it was an accident sir," Malfoy said quickly, sounding like the same apology Ron remembered before.
"See?" said Ron, "I told you."
Harry and Hermione looked stunned.
"How-how did you know that was gonna happen?" asked Harry, looking at Ron in awe.
"I told you already, I've relived this before I--"
"Come off it Ron, you don't expect us to buy this?" said Hermione looking sceptical.
"Well I don't expect you guys to believe me just right now but--"
"This is no time for chit chat Mr. Weasley, 15 points from Gryffindor. Now get to class!" Snape barked.
"Yes sir," Ron said in a bored voice and continued to class with Harry and Hermione..
"I can't believe we lost 15 points, this is all your fault Ron," snapped Hermione while taking her seat.
"It doesn't matter, Hermione," Ron said through gritted teeth.
"It's still 15 points, Ron," she responded.
Ron sighed and put his face in his hands.
"Haven't you listened to a damn word I've been telling you?" mumbled Ron, his hands still covering his face.
"Of course I have, I just don't understand why you can't tell us the REAL reason is to what's bothering you," she said, "I mean, you don't expect us to believe that you are reliving the same day over and over do you? Harry, tell him."
"Listen mate, that was a really lucky guess back there with Snape but--"
"But nothing Harry!" Ron shouted, slamming his fists onto the table, which caused a few people to stare. "Do you two know what Snape's lesson plan is for today?"
"No," said Harry and Hermione at the same time.
"Good, I thought so," said Ron in a hard voice, "Listen, Snape will be coming in about 3 minutes so listen up and listen carefully. Don't interrupt, I don't have a lot of time to explain this."
Harry and Hermione nodded.
"Okay, now for another demonstration, Snape's lesson plan for today is going to be a surprise test. We're gonna be asked to brew Cruxtitions potion. He'll ask the class to pair up and then afterwards he'll test our potions on our partners."
"I doubt it Ron, we were only asked to read that section last class," said Hermione shaking her head.
"Come off of it Ron, are you serious?" asked Harry.
Ron slammed his head down on the table several times before saying, "Hermione, give me some of that spare parchment you've got there and a quill too."
Hermione shrugged and handed Ron a single piece of parchment and a quill. Ron then took the parchment and tore it up into two small pieces.
"Hey, I didn't give you that to waste, Ron, we've got History of Magic next and I need all the parchment I can get," said Hermione looking exasperated.
Ron ignored her and separately wrote something on the 2 pieces of parchment he had just ripped. He folded the two and handed Harry and Hermione one piece each.
"Here, take this but it's important that don't read it until you get into your pairs," said Ron.
"What do have written on them?" asked Harry looking baffled.
"I've written down the names of who you two will partner up with. If I'm telling you two the truth, the names I have written down should be right," answered Ron.
"Honestly Ron, you--" Hermione tried to say.
"Don't argue with me on this, Hermione. Just do it, and remember, don't open it until you get into your pairs." ordered Ron.
"Fine," she said, looking put out.
"I also know the grades you guys are gonna get but I won't tell you until later," said Ron.
Harry opened his mouth to talk but he stopped when Snape entered the classroom looking very surly.
"Pop test," said Snape.
Ron looked at Harry and Hermione who's eyes were as wide as Quaffles.
"Today, you will be brewing the Cruxtitions potion. If you read your chapter last night as you were told to, then you should know what ingredients are needed to make this complicated potion. I trust that you already know that I will be selecting potions at random and testing them on students, so get into pairs because you have to test your partner's potion. You have half of this class to prepare your potions. Then the next half will be used to test them."
Snape layed out the rest his lesson plan for the day and just as scheduled, he bolted out the door, leaving the room.
Hermione looked as though she had just been struck by a stunning spell, she looked positively mystified. Harry however looked like Christmas had come early.
"Ron, I-I--" Harry began.
"Just pair up and do the work, Harry. I'll talk to you guys later," said Ron
Harry and Hermione nodded, grabbed their things and paired up with their inevitable partners. Harry, again was to be paired with Seamus while Hermione was paired with Lavender.
"Hey Ron, um, do you want to--" Neville began
"Yeah, yeah, Neville, sure let's get started," said Ron gloomily.
Neville nodded as he took a seat next to him. Ron looked over to where his best friends were sitting with their partners and Harry and Hermione both knew that this was the time to open up folded pieces of parchment.
When they both opened their pieces of parchment, their expressions were exactly what Ron had expected, complete and total astonishment.
"Merlin Ron, How-how did you do that?" said Harry and Hermione coming over to Ron and Neville's table.
"Do what Ron?" asked Neville.
"Nothing, here, do me a favour and cut these roots up, will you Neville?" asked Ron.
"Um, sure, okay Ron," said Neville.
Harry dragged Ron to one side and said, "Ron, I'm officially freaked out now."
"I don't get it Ron, How-how in the world--" Hermione tried to say.
"I told you, I've done this all before. I'm reliving February 2 and there's nothing I can do, I can't stop it," said Ron desperately.
"I-I don't believe it," said Hermione looking shocked.
"Well believe it," said Ron forcefully.
"But I wanna--"
"Listen, we can't talk now, people are starting to stare at us. We'll discuss this after class, here take this," said Ron, giving them each another piece of parchment.
"What is it?" asked Harry.
"Open it right after Snape grades your potions," said Ron.
"Why?" asked Hermione.
"Never mind that, you'll find out as soon as Snape gives you your grades," replied Ron.
"But--"
"Just go, trust me," said Ron, urging Harry and Hermione back to their own tables.
"Hey Neville, how are those roots coming along?" Ron asked as soon as he got back.
"It's fine, I got them just like you wanted it," said Neville.
"Great, thanks,"
"So what did Harry and Hermione want?" asked Neville.
"Oh, they just wanted to know what we're going to do tomorrow, that's all," said Ron in false cheeriness.
"Yeah, the weekend is finally here, I can't wait for the Hogsmeade trip tomorrow," said Neville eagerly, "It's been a very long and tiring week."
Ron gave Neville a disheartening look, let out a tired sigh and said, "I know what you mean Neville, this week has been too long."
A/N: Thanks for all the great Reviews on the last chapter!!!
Whoa, I can't believe I have 282 reviews, that's 281 more then I originally expected to get.
Ron is really getting frustrated with this time situation. I tried to write his reactions and his mood to everything as though I were experiencing everything he was.
Teaser: In keeping with the "Groundhog Day" movie tradition, Ron's behaviour and mood will start to descend further and further.
Again I really appreciate all the great reviews I've been getting, please keep it up!
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