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Chapter 19
"Perfect, the common room's empty and everyone's heading to class," said Hermione taking a seat on the couch.
"Yes, now tell us everything," said Harry taking a seat on the armchair.
"Where do you want me to begin?" Ron asked, as he flopped onto the couch.
"How about the beginning. When did it start happening?" asked Hermione.
"Well, I guess it started about 6 or 7 days ago. Harry woke me up by pulling out all my bed sheets, just like the way he woke me up today. I woke up on February 2 and went through the day just as any other. Of course there were a few aggravations during the course of the day but that's not unusual, I get them everyday, we all do."
"So there was nothing unusual starting off?" Harry asked.
"Well like I said, it was pretty routine, that is until lunch time. I went to Potions, then History of Magic, then I got into a big fight and got detention from Snape for the rest of the day. I then had to--"
"Wait, wait, wait, you got into a big fight?" asked Hermione.
"Yeah I got into a row with Malfoy. He made a crack about my family so I jumped on him."
"You shouldn't have done that Ron, you're a Prefect!" said Hermione furiously.
"Yeah well what's done is done. Well technically it's undone since it's February 2 all over again, BUT THAT'S NOT THE POINT!"
"What happened in detention?' Harry asked.
"Well what I did to Malfoy warranted an all day detention down in the dungeons. I scrubbed and cleaned that damn place for almost eleven hours straight."
"Whoa, Snape's insane!" said Harry.
"Anyway, obviously I didn't get to go to Care of Magical Creatures and Herbology. I ended up coming back to the dormitories at around 11:10 pm. It was the worst day I have ever experienced."
"So when you went to bed you woke up the next day and it was February 2 all over again?" said Hermione.
"Yes, but you two and the entire school didn't have any damn recollection for what happened the day before."
"What did you do that day?" asked Hermione.
"Well Harry woke me up and the day started exactly the same way. Everything that happened during the previous February 2, happened again the next day. Events happen all over again and people usually say and do things all over again."
"Usually?" asked Harry.
"Well unless I happen to do something about it."
"Like what?" asked Hermione.
"Well I'll get to that later."
"It must have been a nightmare, mate," said Harry.
"Well it still is," muttered Ron.
"Go on," Hermione urged.
"Well after a few 'technical' days of reliving the same February 2, I decided to try a little experiment."
"Experiment?" asked Harry.
"I blew up Snape's classroom during Potions that morning."
Harry and Hermione's jaw dropped in shock.
"You-you did what?!" Hermione screamed.
"I blew up the classroom," said Ron nonchalantly.
"But-but how on earth did you do that?" asked Harry.
"I added a mix of boomslang and snake venom to everyone's Cruxtitions potion."
"Boomslang and snake venom is VERY dangerous mixed together, Ron," said Hermione who was still in horror.
"Well thanks to me, I know just how dangerous it really is," said Ron.
"I'm not even going to ask how you got your hands on the Boomslang," said Hermione shaking her head.
"Good because it's not important," said Ron.
"But why would you want to blow up the class?" Harry asked.
"I wanted to test a theory."
"Which is?" Harry asked.
"If there was no tomorrow, would there be consequences to face afterwards?" said Ron.
"Well looks like you were right," said Harry.
"You could have gotten somebody seriously hurt, Ron," said Hermione angrily.
"Well I didn't, everyone was fine. Besides, there obviously WERE no consequences."
Hermione shook her head disapprovingly.
"I had to do something!" Ron yelled, "this sort of thing doesn't happen to me very often Hermione. I needed to know what I was up against here!"
Hermione bowed her head in silence while Harry looked worriedly at Ron. Ron was beginning to show severe frustration.
"So, um, you said you've been trapped for about 6 or 7 days right? asked Harry.
"This is the seventh," said Ron burying his face in the cushion.
"Well what else did you do? You mentioned that you went to Dumbledore right?"
"Snape brought me up to see Dumbledore after I told him I was responsible for the explosion. I told him what was happening to me and asked if he could help," said Ron.
"What did Dumbledore tell you?" Hermione calmly asked.
"I don't really recall," said Ron, "something about powerful magic being placed on me blah, blah, blah."
"Is that all he told you?"
"He mentioned something about time being infinite and tricky and whatever else that old bat told me," said Ron, who was getting extremely aggravated.
"Is there anything else we should know?" asked Harry.
Ron thought about it for a while. He contemplated telling the two about Harry's death but it wasn't really necessary. They didn't need to know this because it was not relevant to his situation. Besides, Harry was safe from Quidditch practice for today.
"No not really," said Ron.
"What do you mean not really?" asked Hermione.
"Well, I mean yes there is more but it's got nothing to do with my situation."
"What about Care of Magical Creatures and Herbology?" asked Harry.
"What about them?" replied Ron.
"Well why don't you tell us what those classes were like. It could be important," said Hermione.
"I told you, there's nothing important left to say. Care of Magical Creatures and Herbology be damned, there's nothing significant about the two!" said Ron fiercely.
"Fine," Hermione huffed, "did you go to the library and look anything up yet?"
"No, I was hoping you two could help me with that."
"This is bad Ron. The only way we can help you is for us to go to the Library and do some major research," said Harry.
"Yeah," said Ron dejectedly.
"I want to go see Dumbledore first," said Hermione getting up.
"I told you already, Dumbledore doesn't have a clue what's happening to me," said Ron, his face getting hot.
"I know Ron, but you said yourself you don't remember everything Dumbledore told you. Maybe he has some advice for you."
"It couldn't hurt, mate," said Harry.
"Arrgh! We're wasting our time visiting that old bat!" said Ron angrily, "But I guess it doesn't matter, I've got loads of time," Ron finished sarcastically.
Ron, Harry and Hermione left the common room and travelled down to the Headmasters office. Ron was silent the whole way down while Harry and Hermione kept looking worriedly at him. Five minutes later the trio had arrived on the second floor and in front of the stone gargoyle blocking the entrance to the Headmaster's office.
"Does anyone know the password?" asked Harry.
"Pumpkin pasties," tried Hermione but the statue didn't move.
"It's lemon drops, Hermione," said Ron and sure enough the gargoyle sprang upwards revealing a spiral staircase. The trio walked up the staircase and when they got to the top, they knocked on the door and entered the office.
"Harry? Is there anything wrong?" asked a surprised Dumbledore who was sitting behind his desk and reading a rather large book.
"No, no Professor there's nothing wrong, uh, well me anyway," said Harry.
"Well then please sit down. What do I owe the pleasure of this visit?" asked Dumbledore smiling, closing his book and surveying the three.
"Well Professor Dumbledore, it's Ron. He has something important he like to tell you," said Hermione uneasily.
"Oh?" said Dumbledore, "is there something you wish to tell me Mr Weasley?"
Ron looked up at the Headmaster and sighed.
"This is very complicated Professor. I've been stuck repeating February 2nd for the past 7 days," said Ron gravely.
Dumbledore raised his eyebrows in surprise and then nodded, "go on Mr. Weasley."
"I knew you were going to say that, Professor!" said Ron getting off his chair, "you see Professor I'm in a really bad situation."
"Please explain Mr Weasley,"
"You see Professor, it's like this; today is February 2 right? well to me it should be really February 9. I'm repeating February 2 and nobody but me notices it. I keep waking up and each day starts off just like the previous day. It's like there's no tomorrow and no one but me knows or senses it."
Ron was now sitting down again but his head was buried in his hands. He was so sick and tired of trying to explain his problem to everyone.
"I see," said Dumbledore, "Mr Weasley, this is a very fascinating thing that has happened."
"Do you know what's been happening to Ron, Professor?" asked Harry.
"I'm afraid I don't, Harry," said Dumbledore.
Ron knew what the Headmaster's response would be but that didn't stop his stomach from churning at the sound of Dumbledore's words.
"Mr. Weasley, my guess is that there is some kind of powerful magic that has been placed onto you."
"Is there anything we can do to put a stop to it?" asked Hermione.
"I'm afraid the only person that can stop this is Mr Weasley."
"Sir, Ron doesn't even know why this is happening to him," said Harry.
Dumbledore gave Ron a comforting smile, "I know how you must feel Mr. Weasley. My best advice I can give you is that you have to make the best of the situation that is put forth onto you. Time is a tricky thing."
"You see?" muttered Ron looking at Harry and Hermione, "I told you two that's what he would say to me."
"Have we had this conversation before Mr Weasley?" asked Dumbledore.
"Yes sir, I came you before and we've already discussed my situation," said Ron.
"What else did I say to you Mr Weasley?" he asked.
"I don't know, something about time being infinite and my having to use it to my advantage," said Ron rubbing his forehead.
Dumbledore smiled. "Yes Mr Weasley, it appears we've definitely had this conversation before, either that or you can read my mind," Dumbledore chuckled.
Ron couldn't believe the fact that Dumbledore was laughing as if this was a happy conversation. He resisted the urge to curse and merely nodded.
"Time is infinite and precious Mr. Weasley. It is not time that is using you, it is you that is using time. In order to help yourself, you must use time to your advantage."
"That sounds familiar sir," said Ron drearily.
Dumbledore smiled again, much to Ron's annoyance.
"Well thank you for your time Professor. Sorry to bother you," said Hermione getting up off her seat.
"No, no bother at all Miss Granger," said Dumbledore happily. A little too happy Ron thought.
"Now I believe you have Care of Magical Creatures to attend," said Dumbledore.
"Actually sir, we were actually just heading to the library," said Harry uneasily.
"We want to try and help Ron," added Hermione.
"I see," said Dumbledore, "well since technically you won't miss anything, I guess it won't be a problem if you three go to the library instead.
"Thank you Professor, um I was wondering if you could give us access to the restricted section," said Hermione nervously.
"Yes of course," said Dumbledore nodding his head.
"Thank you Professor," said Harry.
"Here you are Miss Granger, Although I don't think you can help Mr Weasley, I do hope I'm wrong."
Dumbledore handed a permission slip to Hermione and then he gave Ron a smile. There was something about it that made Ron feel awkward but he also felt abandoned because Dumbledore seemed unwilling to further help and offer encouragement for the three.
"It won't be so terrible Mr. Weasley, after all you will have a fresh start tomorrow," said Dumbledore smiling. Ron couldn't believe Dumbledore was smiling all the while he felt lousy inside.
"Yes sir," said Ron gloomily.
"Off you go then," said Dumbledore still smiling.
"Well that was a big waste of time," said Ron exasperatedly as he watched the stone gargoyle seal itself.
"Did Dumbledore seem odd to you?" asked Harry.
"You noticed too?" asked Ron, "I'm telling you he's gone off his rocker."
"Well at least he gave us this permission form," said Hermione, "maybe we can find something in the restricted section."
"We have to find something in there to help. It's impossible not to, there's so many books I'm sure there's bound to be something," said Harry.
Twelve straight hours and countless books later, there was no progress made and no information about Ron's time problem. Of all the books they've read, there was no such case of someone repeating the same day. It was getting late which left Ron, Harry and Hermione feeling tired and sleepy. Not to mention being exhausted from all the reading they've been doing. Hermione had convinced Madam Pince to give them access to use the library after hours. Madam Pince ended up retiring for the evening at midnight.
"Ron it's getting late, I don't think we're going to find anything tonight," said Hermione sounding extremely drowsy. She was barely able to keep her eyes open.
"What's the time?" Ron asked Harry.
"It's 2:30 am," said Harry sounding hypnotic, "hey it's February 3 you made it."
"Yeah Ron you made....it....to Feb..." Hermione tried to say until she put her head down and fell asleep.
"It doesn't work that way," said Ron yawning, "Harry pass me that book over by the--"
Harry too was unable to keep awake, he fell asleep face down on the book he was previously reading.
"This is ridiculous," said Ron talking to himself, "There has to be something in here, it just has to be.
After another 2 hours of reading, Ron was getting too tired to concentrate. Annoyance, anger and frustration started to rise again. It was too intense to just bottle it up and push away to one side. Ron started throwing books at the wall in an attempt to vent his discomfort. He threw, tore, and ripped apart any book that he could get his hands on. Surprisingly Ron's tirade didn't even wake Harry or Hermione from their slumber.
"I can't believe it," said Ron miserably while falling down on his knees and onto the floor of the library. He was exhausted and breathless after violently tearing half the library apart.
"I'm doomed," said Ron mournfully while taking deep breaths.
"There's no way I'm getting out of this. What the hell am I going to do now?" he said gravely.
Ron's eyes were getting too heavy and moments later he fell onto his back and fell asleep on the cold floor of the library.
3659 days later..................
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February 2
"Ron wake up, we're gonna be late for breakfast, it's 8:30."
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A/N: Thanks for all the great Reviews on the last chapter. That was GREAT!!!
Next chapter will be vintage Groundhog Day fun.
Teaser Line:
"Ron, what are you doing with that rope?"
Again I really appreciate all the great reviews I've been getting, please keep it up!
Take Care.
Disclaimer#2: The previous disclaimer you just read is not mine either. I copied it off somewhere and it has been used without permission. No copyright infringement on the above disclaimer is intended.
Chapter 19
"Perfect, the common room's empty and everyone's heading to class," said Hermione taking a seat on the couch.
"Yes, now tell us everything," said Harry taking a seat on the armchair.
"Where do you want me to begin?" Ron asked, as he flopped onto the couch.
"How about the beginning. When did it start happening?" asked Hermione.
"Well, I guess it started about 6 or 7 days ago. Harry woke me up by pulling out all my bed sheets, just like the way he woke me up today. I woke up on February 2 and went through the day just as any other. Of course there were a few aggravations during the course of the day but that's not unusual, I get them everyday, we all do."
"So there was nothing unusual starting off?" Harry asked.
"Well like I said, it was pretty routine, that is until lunch time. I went to Potions, then History of Magic, then I got into a big fight and got detention from Snape for the rest of the day. I then had to--"
"Wait, wait, wait, you got into a big fight?" asked Hermione.
"Yeah I got into a row with Malfoy. He made a crack about my family so I jumped on him."
"You shouldn't have done that Ron, you're a Prefect!" said Hermione furiously.
"Yeah well what's done is done. Well technically it's undone since it's February 2 all over again, BUT THAT'S NOT THE POINT!"
"What happened in detention?' Harry asked.
"Well what I did to Malfoy warranted an all day detention down in the dungeons. I scrubbed and cleaned that damn place for almost eleven hours straight."
"Whoa, Snape's insane!" said Harry.
"Anyway, obviously I didn't get to go to Care of Magical Creatures and Herbology. I ended up coming back to the dormitories at around 11:10 pm. It was the worst day I have ever experienced."
"So when you went to bed you woke up the next day and it was February 2 all over again?" said Hermione.
"Yes, but you two and the entire school didn't have any damn recollection for what happened the day before."
"What did you do that day?" asked Hermione.
"Well Harry woke me up and the day started exactly the same way. Everything that happened during the previous February 2, happened again the next day. Events happen all over again and people usually say and do things all over again."
"Usually?" asked Harry.
"Well unless I happen to do something about it."
"Like what?" asked Hermione.
"Well I'll get to that later."
"It must have been a nightmare, mate," said Harry.
"Well it still is," muttered Ron.
"Go on," Hermione urged.
"Well after a few 'technical' days of reliving the same February 2, I decided to try a little experiment."
"Experiment?" asked Harry.
"I blew up Snape's classroom during Potions that morning."
Harry and Hermione's jaw dropped in shock.
"You-you did what?!" Hermione screamed.
"I blew up the classroom," said Ron nonchalantly.
"But-but how on earth did you do that?" asked Harry.
"I added a mix of boomslang and snake venom to everyone's Cruxtitions potion."
"Boomslang and snake venom is VERY dangerous mixed together, Ron," said Hermione who was still in horror.
"Well thanks to me, I know just how dangerous it really is," said Ron.
"I'm not even going to ask how you got your hands on the Boomslang," said Hermione shaking her head.
"Good because it's not important," said Ron.
"But why would you want to blow up the class?" Harry asked.
"I wanted to test a theory."
"Which is?" Harry asked.
"If there was no tomorrow, would there be consequences to face afterwards?" said Ron.
"Well looks like you were right," said Harry.
"You could have gotten somebody seriously hurt, Ron," said Hermione angrily.
"Well I didn't, everyone was fine. Besides, there obviously WERE no consequences."
Hermione shook her head disapprovingly.
"I had to do something!" Ron yelled, "this sort of thing doesn't happen to me very often Hermione. I needed to know what I was up against here!"
Hermione bowed her head in silence while Harry looked worriedly at Ron. Ron was beginning to show severe frustration.
"So, um, you said you've been trapped for about 6 or 7 days right? asked Harry.
"This is the seventh," said Ron burying his face in the cushion.
"Well what else did you do? You mentioned that you went to Dumbledore right?"
"Snape brought me up to see Dumbledore after I told him I was responsible for the explosion. I told him what was happening to me and asked if he could help," said Ron.
"What did Dumbledore tell you?" Hermione calmly asked.
"I don't really recall," said Ron, "something about powerful magic being placed on me blah, blah, blah."
"Is that all he told you?"
"He mentioned something about time being infinite and tricky and whatever else that old bat told me," said Ron, who was getting extremely aggravated.
"Is there anything else we should know?" asked Harry.
Ron thought about it for a while. He contemplated telling the two about Harry's death but it wasn't really necessary. They didn't need to know this because it was not relevant to his situation. Besides, Harry was safe from Quidditch practice for today.
"No not really," said Ron.
"What do you mean not really?" asked Hermione.
"Well, I mean yes there is more but it's got nothing to do with my situation."
"What about Care of Magical Creatures and Herbology?" asked Harry.
"What about them?" replied Ron.
"Well why don't you tell us what those classes were like. It could be important," said Hermione.
"I told you, there's nothing important left to say. Care of Magical Creatures and Herbology be damned, there's nothing significant about the two!" said Ron fiercely.
"Fine," Hermione huffed, "did you go to the library and look anything up yet?"
"No, I was hoping you two could help me with that."
"This is bad Ron. The only way we can help you is for us to go to the Library and do some major research," said Harry.
"Yeah," said Ron dejectedly.
"I want to go see Dumbledore first," said Hermione getting up.
"I told you already, Dumbledore doesn't have a clue what's happening to me," said Ron, his face getting hot.
"I know Ron, but you said yourself you don't remember everything Dumbledore told you. Maybe he has some advice for you."
"It couldn't hurt, mate," said Harry.
"Arrgh! We're wasting our time visiting that old bat!" said Ron angrily, "But I guess it doesn't matter, I've got loads of time," Ron finished sarcastically.
Ron, Harry and Hermione left the common room and travelled down to the Headmasters office. Ron was silent the whole way down while Harry and Hermione kept looking worriedly at him. Five minutes later the trio had arrived on the second floor and in front of the stone gargoyle blocking the entrance to the Headmaster's office.
"Does anyone know the password?" asked Harry.
"Pumpkin pasties," tried Hermione but the statue didn't move.
"It's lemon drops, Hermione," said Ron and sure enough the gargoyle sprang upwards revealing a spiral staircase. The trio walked up the staircase and when they got to the top, they knocked on the door and entered the office.
"Harry? Is there anything wrong?" asked a surprised Dumbledore who was sitting behind his desk and reading a rather large book.
"No, no Professor there's nothing wrong, uh, well me anyway," said Harry.
"Well then please sit down. What do I owe the pleasure of this visit?" asked Dumbledore smiling, closing his book and surveying the three.
"Well Professor Dumbledore, it's Ron. He has something important he like to tell you," said Hermione uneasily.
"Oh?" said Dumbledore, "is there something you wish to tell me Mr Weasley?"
Ron looked up at the Headmaster and sighed.
"This is very complicated Professor. I've been stuck repeating February 2nd for the past 7 days," said Ron gravely.
Dumbledore raised his eyebrows in surprise and then nodded, "go on Mr. Weasley."
"I knew you were going to say that, Professor!" said Ron getting off his chair, "you see Professor I'm in a really bad situation."
"Please explain Mr Weasley,"
"You see Professor, it's like this; today is February 2 right? well to me it should be really February 9. I'm repeating February 2 and nobody but me notices it. I keep waking up and each day starts off just like the previous day. It's like there's no tomorrow and no one but me knows or senses it."
Ron was now sitting down again but his head was buried in his hands. He was so sick and tired of trying to explain his problem to everyone.
"I see," said Dumbledore, "Mr Weasley, this is a very fascinating thing that has happened."
"Do you know what's been happening to Ron, Professor?" asked Harry.
"I'm afraid I don't, Harry," said Dumbledore.
Ron knew what the Headmaster's response would be but that didn't stop his stomach from churning at the sound of Dumbledore's words.
"Mr. Weasley, my guess is that there is some kind of powerful magic that has been placed onto you."
"Is there anything we can do to put a stop to it?" asked Hermione.
"I'm afraid the only person that can stop this is Mr Weasley."
"Sir, Ron doesn't even know why this is happening to him," said Harry.
Dumbledore gave Ron a comforting smile, "I know how you must feel Mr. Weasley. My best advice I can give you is that you have to make the best of the situation that is put forth onto you. Time is a tricky thing."
"You see?" muttered Ron looking at Harry and Hermione, "I told you two that's what he would say to me."
"Have we had this conversation before Mr Weasley?" asked Dumbledore.
"Yes sir, I came you before and we've already discussed my situation," said Ron.
"What else did I say to you Mr Weasley?" he asked.
"I don't know, something about time being infinite and my having to use it to my advantage," said Ron rubbing his forehead.
Dumbledore smiled. "Yes Mr Weasley, it appears we've definitely had this conversation before, either that or you can read my mind," Dumbledore chuckled.
Ron couldn't believe the fact that Dumbledore was laughing as if this was a happy conversation. He resisted the urge to curse and merely nodded.
"Time is infinite and precious Mr. Weasley. It is not time that is using you, it is you that is using time. In order to help yourself, you must use time to your advantage."
"That sounds familiar sir," said Ron drearily.
Dumbledore smiled again, much to Ron's annoyance.
"Well thank you for your time Professor. Sorry to bother you," said Hermione getting up off her seat.
"No, no bother at all Miss Granger," said Dumbledore happily. A little too happy Ron thought.
"Now I believe you have Care of Magical Creatures to attend," said Dumbledore.
"Actually sir, we were actually just heading to the library," said Harry uneasily.
"We want to try and help Ron," added Hermione.
"I see," said Dumbledore, "well since technically you won't miss anything, I guess it won't be a problem if you three go to the library instead.
"Thank you Professor, um I was wondering if you could give us access to the restricted section," said Hermione nervously.
"Yes of course," said Dumbledore nodding his head.
"Thank you Professor," said Harry.
"Here you are Miss Granger, Although I don't think you can help Mr Weasley, I do hope I'm wrong."
Dumbledore handed a permission slip to Hermione and then he gave Ron a smile. There was something about it that made Ron feel awkward but he also felt abandoned because Dumbledore seemed unwilling to further help and offer encouragement for the three.
"It won't be so terrible Mr. Weasley, after all you will have a fresh start tomorrow," said Dumbledore smiling. Ron couldn't believe Dumbledore was smiling all the while he felt lousy inside.
"Yes sir," said Ron gloomily.
"Off you go then," said Dumbledore still smiling.
"Well that was a big waste of time," said Ron exasperatedly as he watched the stone gargoyle seal itself.
"Did Dumbledore seem odd to you?" asked Harry.
"You noticed too?" asked Ron, "I'm telling you he's gone off his rocker."
"Well at least he gave us this permission form," said Hermione, "maybe we can find something in the restricted section."
"We have to find something in there to help. It's impossible not to, there's so many books I'm sure there's bound to be something," said Harry.
Twelve straight hours and countless books later, there was no progress made and no information about Ron's time problem. Of all the books they've read, there was no such case of someone repeating the same day. It was getting late which left Ron, Harry and Hermione feeling tired and sleepy. Not to mention being exhausted from all the reading they've been doing. Hermione had convinced Madam Pince to give them access to use the library after hours. Madam Pince ended up retiring for the evening at midnight.
"Ron it's getting late, I don't think we're going to find anything tonight," said Hermione sounding extremely drowsy. She was barely able to keep her eyes open.
"What's the time?" Ron asked Harry.
"It's 2:30 am," said Harry sounding hypnotic, "hey it's February 3 you made it."
"Yeah Ron you made....it....to Feb..." Hermione tried to say until she put her head down and fell asleep.
"It doesn't work that way," said Ron yawning, "Harry pass me that book over by the--"
Harry too was unable to keep awake, he fell asleep face down on the book he was previously reading.
"This is ridiculous," said Ron talking to himself, "There has to be something in here, it just has to be.
After another 2 hours of reading, Ron was getting too tired to concentrate. Annoyance, anger and frustration started to rise again. It was too intense to just bottle it up and push away to one side. Ron started throwing books at the wall in an attempt to vent his discomfort. He threw, tore, and ripped apart any book that he could get his hands on. Surprisingly Ron's tirade didn't even wake Harry or Hermione from their slumber.
"I can't believe it," said Ron miserably while falling down on his knees and onto the floor of the library. He was exhausted and breathless after violently tearing half the library apart.
"I'm doomed," said Ron mournfully while taking deep breaths.
"There's no way I'm getting out of this. What the hell am I going to do now?" he said gravely.
Ron's eyes were getting too heavy and moments later he fell onto his back and fell asleep on the cold floor of the library.
3659 days later..................
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February 2
"Ron wake up, we're gonna be late for breakfast, it's 8:30."
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A/N: Thanks for all the great Reviews on the last chapter. That was GREAT!!!
Next chapter will be vintage Groundhog Day fun.
Teaser Line:
"Ron, what are you doing with that rope?"
Again I really appreciate all the great reviews I've been getting, please keep it up!
Take Care.