Hey! This will be a short chapter, so here it goes!
Ron and Hermione walked in silence for a while. In Ron's right hand he held Hermiones left; his left hand in his pocket. Hermione had the utmost expression of deep sadness, while Ron kept trying, and was losing by the way, to fight off a smile. Neither of the two was looking at the other, but if they had it might have saved them a world of trouble.
Ron cleared his throat and began to speak. "I was thinking about—about us and I just—I just don't think we—"
Hermione cut in. She didn't want to hear him say they should part. "It has to end, doesn't it?" Ron's smile faded. Hermione continued on. "We just live too far apart. Our lives are just completely different." With each word she said, his expression became more and more like that of Hermiones.
"I mean, I can't ask you too leave your job, and you can't ask me to leave mine." Hermione spoke as if she were convincing herself. They reached a tree and turned to face each other. Ron looked at Hermione sadly and longingly, while Hermione stared miserably at the ground in between their feet; tears formed in her eyes. "I guess we were crazy—I guess I was crazy to think it could work out."
They sat down. "It's impossible." Those two words hit them like a bolt of lightning to the heart. They felt as if the wind had been knocked out of them. Ron took his hand out of his pocket, carrying nothing and placed it around Hermione.
Slowly he ran his hand up and down her arm. "I'm going to miss you." Said Ron. Hermiones heart melted; her stomach hollowed out. The two sat staring ahead at the sky, tears crawling down their faces.
Time passed. They were in the same exact predicament they were a little over five years ago. They would have sat there for all time had Hermione not remembered her flight. "Well, we better go back inside. I've got to catch my plane." She said sadly. Ron nodded and helped her up.
Soon they had reluctantly arrived back at the Burrow. Ginny practically jumped on them when they walked in the door. "Oh Ron! Hermione! I'm so glad you two—" she paused noticing the look on their faces. "Came back. I—I was afraid you'd miss your plane, Hermione." She said very slowly. "It's leaving soon, you know."
Hermione nodded. "Yeah." She said sadly. "I'm going to go get my things upstairs. I had better go so I can get through on time." Hermione headed upstairs, trying desperately not to let Harry and Ginny see how upset she was, but she knew they could see right through her.
"Did you...?" asked Ginny quietly. Harry listened eagerly. Ron shook his head. "Ron!" she said punching his arm.
"Ow!" he said rubbing the spot where Ginny had hit him. Now would have been the perfect time to make some joke about Ginny to Harry, but he was too miserable to say it. Miserable, heart broken, and now his arm hurt. Can anything else go wrong?
"You know what? I'm not even going to say anything! It's your life. You can mess it up if you like." Said Ginny. "I'm going to get everyone so they can say goodbye to Hermione." She said emphasizing the words goodbye and Hermione.
His life was terrible. Today was suppose to be a happy day, a day he and Hermione would remember forever. Instead, it was a day of sorrow that would forever stain their memories.
So there it is! Two more chapters left! Just two! I've got to write goodbyes in Ron and Hermiones point of view. I'll post the next chapter in a day or so!
Ron and Hermione walked in silence for a while. In Ron's right hand he held Hermiones left; his left hand in his pocket. Hermione had the utmost expression of deep sadness, while Ron kept trying, and was losing by the way, to fight off a smile. Neither of the two was looking at the other, but if they had it might have saved them a world of trouble.
Ron cleared his throat and began to speak. "I was thinking about—about us and I just—I just don't think we—"
Hermione cut in. She didn't want to hear him say they should part. "It has to end, doesn't it?" Ron's smile faded. Hermione continued on. "We just live too far apart. Our lives are just completely different." With each word she said, his expression became more and more like that of Hermiones.
"I mean, I can't ask you too leave your job, and you can't ask me to leave mine." Hermione spoke as if she were convincing herself. They reached a tree and turned to face each other. Ron looked at Hermione sadly and longingly, while Hermione stared miserably at the ground in between their feet; tears formed in her eyes. "I guess we were crazy—I guess I was crazy to think it could work out."
They sat down. "It's impossible." Those two words hit them like a bolt of lightning to the heart. They felt as if the wind had been knocked out of them. Ron took his hand out of his pocket, carrying nothing and placed it around Hermione.
Slowly he ran his hand up and down her arm. "I'm going to miss you." Said Ron. Hermiones heart melted; her stomach hollowed out. The two sat staring ahead at the sky, tears crawling down their faces.
Time passed. They were in the same exact predicament they were a little over five years ago. They would have sat there for all time had Hermione not remembered her flight. "Well, we better go back inside. I've got to catch my plane." She said sadly. Ron nodded and helped her up.
Soon they had reluctantly arrived back at the Burrow. Ginny practically jumped on them when they walked in the door. "Oh Ron! Hermione! I'm so glad you two—" she paused noticing the look on their faces. "Came back. I—I was afraid you'd miss your plane, Hermione." She said very slowly. "It's leaving soon, you know."
Hermione nodded. "Yeah." She said sadly. "I'm going to go get my things upstairs. I had better go so I can get through on time." Hermione headed upstairs, trying desperately not to let Harry and Ginny see how upset she was, but she knew they could see right through her.
"Did you...?" asked Ginny quietly. Harry listened eagerly. Ron shook his head. "Ron!" she said punching his arm.
"Ow!" he said rubbing the spot where Ginny had hit him. Now would have been the perfect time to make some joke about Ginny to Harry, but he was too miserable to say it. Miserable, heart broken, and now his arm hurt. Can anything else go wrong?
"You know what? I'm not even going to say anything! It's your life. You can mess it up if you like." Said Ginny. "I'm going to get everyone so they can say goodbye to Hermione." She said emphasizing the words goodbye and Hermione.
His life was terrible. Today was suppose to be a happy day, a day he and Hermione would remember forever. Instead, it was a day of sorrow that would forever stain their memories.
So there it is! Two more chapters left! Just two! I've got to write goodbyes in Ron and Hermiones point of view. I'll post the next chapter in a day or so!