Chapter 7: Wisdom of the Heart

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Author's Notes: Esto va dedicado (una vez mas) a Debbie… amiga mia! Como te extraño loquiña! Te super quiero y te dedico este capitulo! Tambien el anterior.. aunque me olvide de ponerlo (¬¬) pero todos los capitulos van para vos. Y para nuestra amiga recientemente absorvida por el mundo HarryPotterManiaco.. Marulein! Para uds dos chicas, las adoro!


Last Week, 25/10/02 Actor Richard Harris died in a London Hospital. Dumbledore has left us. But I think, that apart from the fact that the best actor that could play Dumbledore has left us, I think we should think more on his family, that must be destroyed by now. He never wanted to play the role of Dumbledore, until his granddaughter called him and told him to play the role, or she will never talk to him again. She must be destroyed by now. I never really liked him, I think he was a little too soberb, but then again, no death is good. No matter how much you like or dislike a person, when he dies, then we have to think on the way his family loved him, and how he loved his family. He only did the role of Dumbledore, just because of his granddaughter. He loved his family, and his family loved him. My condolences to them. And a goodbye to one of the best actors Great Britain ever had… and to our beloved Dumbledore.

Eclectus: I'm glad you like the fic! And thanks for telling me the words I wrote wrong… I'm never going to write them wrong again!

ronniekins8: chapter 11 of your story for when??? ^_^

Katie Bell: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR BETA-READING MY STORY! People, thanks to her, this story is mistake-less! (or almost, hehe) Thank you really much!

Silver Dragon Princess: sorry! But Ron HAD to go away, anyways, I hope you like this chapter, and don't kill me for it took me too long to post =p About Poor Hermione and her baby, don't worry, you'll hear about them in the next chapter!

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Well, now people… off with the chapter!

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The rumour about the famous chaser Ron Weasley going to Australia, spread out in the whole Magical World, in less than 48 hours. Ron had already talked to his family, they knew he had broken up with Hermione, but they didn't know why. Molly still cried when she remembered that her little boy was going to Australia. But she couldn't do anything to make him stay, it was his choice, and as his mother, she had to respect it.

Lots and lots of reporters tried to interview Ron during his last days in the UK, but he refused to do any comment about his new decision. He knew if he told them the real reason, they would start bothering Hermione too, and Ron knew that she hated journalists. Still, they would find strange that she stayed in the UK and Ron went to live to Australia. They would soon find out, and Ron was thinking of many excuses to justify this, one weaker than the other.

Harry, now, was not only worried and sad for Ron, but also for Hermione. He had told Ginny the real reason of Ron going, apart from him wanting to play on a different team, and Ginny was still shocked and angry at her brother.

"How could he?" she kept on asking herself and Harry, in the middle of the night. "He loves her!"

"I know" was what Harry always answered. "I don't understand him."

"Me neither" said Ginny, and then rested her head on Harry's uncovered chest.

Hermione still had made no sign of having heard of this. She seamed to have vanished in the thin air. Sirius and Remus already knew the reason of her not going to work, and neither of them had a problem about it. They were worried, yes, but they knew that Hermione needed now some time alone. And they could handle work all by them selves. They were three after all including Malfoy.

The last quidditch practice had been great… but sad. Their coach has made a cake for him, a chocolate cake (Ron's favourite). After the practice, they all sat down on the floor, and ate the cake, Ron then announced he was going home. He said goodbye to the rest of the team, some one the players cried, just like the only woman on the team, Christina Laurens, a beater, who was really good friends with Ron. They always laughed out loud about everything , and she was a really smart woman.

After that, Ron went to his room at the Leaky Cauldron. The rest of the week passed by quickly. But there was only one person he cared about. Well, actually, two. Parvati Patil was one. What was she doing now? Was she trying to contact him? Was she laughing at him? He had all these unanswered questions in his head and didn't know what to do. He also thought about Hermione. Had she heard about him? Did she know that he was going away? If she knew, was she going to tell him not to leave, or was going to let him go away, just like she had told him to do?

"No, Ron. Get out of my life," she told him. And that's exactly what he was going to do.

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The rest of the week passed quickly. Ron avoided any contact with the journalists, which he managed to do well. He was being called for interviews, but he refused to do any of them, except for one, but only after he had officially signed his new contract in Australia.

Ron stayed for the rest of the week on his old room at the Burrow. Molly tried to stay with Ron all the time, while Arthur told her to leave their son alone. They already knew about his breaking up with Hermione, and made no comment about it. Harry and Ginny passed by everyday to be with Ron.

Finally the week was over, and it was time for Ron to leave. He was going by Portkey, his luggage with him.

His family went with him to the same hill where they had gone by Portkey to the Quidditch World Cup seven years ago. There was going to be an old book waiting for him and it was going to transport him and his luggage to Sydney, where his coach was going to be waiting for him. But this time they weren't going up the mountain by foot, instead, they were all going in their brooms. Molly and Arthur were going on one, just like Harry and Ginny. Ron was going on another one alone, with his luggage. The Weasley twins each of them on their brooms. They were the only ones who tried to make the family happy by making comments such as "Hey, Ronniekins, watch out for the koalas… they will corrupt you!" Or sometimes only trying their new inventions (for their Pranks shop) on their relatives. But that didn't last too long. The trip, on the broom, was a short one. Soon they were all waiting for the 4 P.M to come. 4 P.M was the time when Ron had to open a certain page of the book, and then… he was going away. He was going to Australia.

Harry looked around the hill. He remembered how tired he and the rest of the Weasleys had been when they had climbed it for the first time to go to the Quidditch World Cup. So many things had happened there. The Dark Mark… seen for the first time in thirteen years, the Tri-Wizard Tournament… Voldemort's return… the first deaths… the Order of the Phoenix… when the dementors found Sirius and they almost kissed him… how he, his friends and Remus had saved him… more deaths… his break up with Cho Chang… the beginning of his friendship with Ginny… his first kiss with Ginny… Ron and Hermione becoming a couple… their graduation… and then… more recently… Voldemort's defeat. Everything had started here, and now, everything was ending here.

Do you still remember how we used to be?

Feeling together, believe in whatever,

My love has said to me,

Both of us were dreamers,

Young love in the sun,

Felt like my saviour, my spirit I gave you,

We'd only just begun.

"Ron? What are you thinking?"

Ron turned around and saw Harry looking at him. His friend sat next to him and surrounded his legs with his arms, just like Ron.

"Nothing" Ron answered in a low voice. "It's just… I was remembering everything we have done in the last few years."

"Me too" Harry answered sadly. He then looked at the sky. Ron looked too. "Do you realise how strange our lives are, Harry?" Ron asked out of the blue. Harry laughed.

"No seriously" said Ron, also laughing. Harry nodded happily, breaking the tension between them.

"Yes, I do realise"

"Not many people have The Boy Who Lived as a best friend"

Hasta mañana, Always be mine.

"And not many people have a Ron Weasley as a friend" Harry answered back. Ron smiled at him, and then they both continued gazing at the sky.

Viva Forever, I'll be waiting,

Everlasting, like the sun,

Live forever, for the moment,

Ever searching for the sun.

"Do you remember our first Quidditch match together?" Ron asked.

Harry looked at him and laughed loudly. "My god, how could I forget?"

"I think that was the only time Malfoy played a good match" Ron said laughing. Harry laughed even harder remembering the match. It had been a total disaster.

"Quidditch is not for him"

"Not in thousand years" Harry answered smiling.

"And how George sent one of the bludgers to Malfoy, and it came back and hit me in the head?" Ron said this between laughs. It had been painful, yes, but that still made Ron and Harry laugh until they cried when they remembered that.

Yes I still remember, every whisper word,

The touch of your skin, giving life from within,

Like a love song that I'd heard,

Slipping through our fingers, like the sands of time,

Promise made, every memory saved,

Has reflections in my mind.

Hasta Mañana, Always be mine.

Ron thought about his decision. Was he making the right choice? Was running away of your problems a good decision? He had thought about it a few times before, and still, he had no reason to stay. He glanced at Harry. He hadn't told him anything about it. Well, yes. But still… now that there was only half an hour left, and then... he was going away. Away from his family. Away from his friends. Away from Hermione.

Viva Forever, I'll be waiting,

Everlasting, like the sun,

Live forever, for the moment,

Ever searching for the sun.

But we're all alone now, was it just a dream,

Feelings untold, they will never be sold,

And the secret's safe with me.

"Ron?" He turned around and saw his mother looking at him, with tears in her eyes. He looked at his watch. 3:55. He should say goodbye to his family. In five minutes his Portkey was going to be ready for him. He would have until five minutes after, and then it would be useless.

Ron got up and Harry did the same. Molly ran and hugged her son before anyone else could.

"Be careful, will you?" she told him through tears. He smiled as tears started forming on his eyes as well.

"I will, mum, don't worry"

"No, seriously, Ronald Weasley. You take care of yourself, and if you need anything, just… even if it's at 1 AM, then let me know... anything… anything you want…"

"Muuum"

"It's just that… that… my baby boy is going!" She hugged him tighter as the tears started streaming down not only her face, but Ron's as well. He hugged his mother. He was going to miss all of her yelling.

"Molly…" Arthur made a step forward to his wife and son. "It's almost time, and we all want to say goodbye to Ron as well." He said this carefully; he didn't want his wife to scream at him or anything. But she didn't. She just broke the hug with her son and looked at her husband. With a tissue she blew her nose and cleaned the tears in her face, but it was useless. She was crying hard.

"Sorry, Arthur." she said and then walked a few steps away. Arthur came closer to his son and looked at him directly on his eyes. He was also crying.

"Watch out son. I know you are careful, but you can't be careful enough. And you know, if there's anything to say, at anytime of the day, just tell us," Ron nodded and the hugged his father. Damn, he was going to miss him!

"Yes dad" Ron told him through tears. His father had been always the one who gave him advice on his adventures, the one who always asked him 'how did it go' instead of screaming at him about why had he done it. He had always been the peaceful one. He was the perfect father. Ron sure was going to miss him.

Arthur looked at his son again, and handed him an envelope. Arthur smiled and told him "I just hope you remember this."

Ron opened the envelope. There were 3 pictures of his father and himself. One was when he was one year old and Arthur was trying to feed him. They were both covered with baby food. The second one was him and his father, once again, and his sister, Ginny, but this time they were at some sort of park. A five-year-old Ron was on his father's shoulders, grabbing him by the red hair, and then Ginny was in her father's arms. The three of them were laughing happily. And then the third one was when Ron was three years old. His father had been telling him his favourite muggle story "Jack and the Beanstalk" and they had both fallen asleep on one of the old couches of the Burrow.

"Hey!" Ron told his father after a few seconds. "I remember this day! It was the day when you had promised me to take me out for a ride on your new broom… but it was raining and it was winter, so you decided to do it another day. I insisted you, and then you read some muggle story. I chose that one, because I always thought that being Jack must have been really cool!"

"You remember" said Arthur with tears in his eyes. He smiled at his son, and then hugged him again. "I'm really going to miss you, son"

"Me too, dad."

It was the twins' time to say goodbye.

"Ronniekins!" they both screamed. Ron laughed (for the first time in his life about that. He hated when his brothers called him that).

"We are going to miss you," they both said. George hugged him first, then Fred.

"We are going to miss you, Ronniekins."

"Yes, now we have no one to scare with giant spiders."

"And small ones."

"No one to test our new products on."

"Sad" George said looking at the floor. He then raised up his head (it all was part of his act) and grinned at Ron. "You are going to send us presents, will you?"

"Yeah, like Australian food."

"And clothes."

"And women."

"GEORGE! FRED!" Molly yelled.

"I'm sorry, lady, did you just call us?" Fred pretended to look like a total and polite stranger. His mother gave him a dirty look through the tears.

"Well, now, Ronniekins," George shook his hand "Have a good trip."

"And bring us many, many women!" Fred imitated his brother.

Then, the two of them forgot about the act, and hugged Ron.

"Good luck, bro'" one of them said. Ron smiled and then turned to look at his sister, who was crying silently.

But we're all alone now, was it just a dream,

Feelings untold, they will never be sold,

And the secret's safe with me.

Ginny ran and hugged her brother.

"Take care please," she told him through tears. "I'm really going to miss you, Ron."

"Me too, sis."

Ginny grabbed his face with both of her hands, and looked directly at his eyes. They were both crying. "Promise me…" she started. "Promise me you are going to keep in touch." Ron nodded and then smiled. "Believe me, I will."

"You better do it, or believe me, you wish you had never gone away."

Ron smiled and hugged his little sister tight. He kissed her on her cheeks, and then… there was only one person left to say goodbye. His best friend, Harry.

Hasta Mañana, Always be mine.

Ron came closer, and all of the sudden he remembered everything. All their adventures, everything. Damn it, he was going to miss him.

He faced his best friend in the whole world. Harry also had tears in his eyes.

"So this is it" he said.

"It is" Ron answered. They looked uncomfortable for a few seconds, and then, they forgot about everything, and hugged each other, only like a friend knows how to hug.

"You are going to owl, right?"

"Believe me, you will get tired of hearing from me."

"I won't" Harry answered him, still hugging. "Take care, will you Ron?"

"I will" he said and looked into Harry's eyes. "Please take care of her."

"I told you I will" Harry told him, but Ron shook his head.

"No, not Ginny… Hermione." Harry glared at his friend for a few seconds.

"Ron, hurry up! You have 3 minutes left!" said the voice of Molly, who was still crying.

"Yes, mum" Ron answered. He hugged Harry again.

"Good luck Ron. See you soon."

"Good luck to you too, Harry" he grinned and then gave a small look to his sister. Harry laughed. "Believe me, Harry, you are going to need it!"

Harry didn't answer; he just glared at his friend. Ron grabbed his luggage, and then, with the fingers he had left, grabbed the book. He gave his family one last smile, and the opened the book on page 72. He then felt like he was being sucked into the book. Five minutes later he appeared on a street in the outskirts of Sydney. He looked around and sighed.

"A new life has just begun."

Viva Forever, I'll be waiting,
Everlasting, like the sun,
Live Forever, for the moment,
Ever searching for the sun.

Harry and the rest of the Weasleys were still crying, even after Ron had gone away. They had stayed there, looking at the place where Ron had grabbed the book and had gone to another place. Another country.

Soon, the twins (who were the only ones who not crying, because they said "It's not like the last time we see him! And think about it, we are Ron-free! But even so, they were going to miss their little brother.) were the first ones to go away. Followed by Molly and Arthur. Before they went home, Molly hugged Ginny tight, who then hugged her father. After that, their parents went home.

"Harry?" Ginny said after she had stopped crying, which took her a while.

"Can we just… go down by foot? I… I feel like walking. At least just a bit."

"Sure, Gin, whatever you want."

"Thanks." She smiled at him. Harry grabbed his broom, and then they started walking down the hill, hand in hand. Ginny sometimes crying, and sometimes only sighing. Harry on the other hand was thinking of what Ron had told him. Take care of Hermione.

Ron had told him that. And that was what he was going to do.

God Ron, this is going to be different without you, Harry thought as some tears started running down his cheeks.

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Did you like it? Sorry! But Ron HAD to go away! I hope you liked this chapter! It's really sad, well, it should be sad. But goodbyes are worst than that, believe me. I lived one, and they are horrible =(
For those who are a bit lost with the order of the facts, here they come:

1. Ron sleeps with Parvati

2. Ron and Hermione break up

3. The songfics are both happening at the same time.

4. Harry finds out about Ron and Hermione. Hermione discovers her pregnancy

5. Ron decides to go to Australia. He talks with his Quidditch coach. Then with Harry.

6. Ron goes away.

Song: Viva Forever-Spice Girls. This song isn't mine also (damn!)

Well, now, read and review! Next time you'll see what Hermione has been doing during this last chapter (because what Hermione was doing happens at the same time that Ron's last week at the UK)

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ML

p.s: sorry it took me a while to post. School has me very busy!