Yay! I finally get to post this chapter! I've always loved the last
half of this chapter! Here it goes!
Everyone was gathered downstairs waiting to say goodbye to Hermione. Ron couldn't face her because of his misery and anger at himself, so George had gone up to help her bring down her things. Ginny was refusing to speak to Ron, while Harry tried to pretend everything was fine. Everyone was upset that Hermione was leaving; to be honest they hadn't expected it. They figured Ron would do something, but alas he had not.
Soon she was downstairs, and reluctantly ready to say her goodbyes, something she wished would never come. First she came to Fred and George. "Goodbye Fred; bye George!" She hugged them each in turn. "And thanks for helping me carry down my things."
"Oh it's no problem." Said George. "We'll be seeing you sooner than you think." He continued with a wink.
"In fact, you might be seeing a lot of George now." Hermione looked at them quizzically, smiling.
"You'll see." Said George. Hermione hugged them each again.
"Better go now before Ron gets jealous." Said Fred jokingly. Hermione chuckled as she headed towards Mr. And Mrs. Weasley.
"You will be coming for Christmas, won't you? You're parents and Monika are all welcome to come as well, dear." Said Mrs. Weasley after they had said their goodbyes.
Hermione nodded, smiling. "Of course!"
Next came Ginny. Hermione would really miss her. "Sorry things didn't work out with you and my great prat of a brother." Said Ginny quietly so that Ron couldn't hear. Hermione hugged her old friend goodbye.
"Just don't let him marry someone who isn't right for him." Pleaded Hermione. Ginny could do nothing but nod sorrowfully.
"Harry!" said Hermione as she embraced Harry tightly. She had missed him greatly! They had been through a lot together, and had memories neither could forget. "It was so good to see you again!"
"I'll see you next month, right?" said Harry.
"Definitely!" said Hermione smiling. It seemed everyone had made plans to see her again, everyone, that is, except for one person.
And then came Ron.
The two could do nothing but look at each other for a moment. It was as if they were trying to paint a picture of the other in their minds so they would not forget. They tried to smile, but their pain would not allow it. Why? Why did this have to happen? Why couldn't things work out for once? Just this once!
They put their arms around each other; Ron pulled her in close. Tears formed in their eyes as they held each other. He had to do what was right. "It's not really goodbye, is it?" asked Ron softly in her ear.
Electricity seemed to go up and down her body, followed by an even greater sense of sorrow. "No," she said trying to hold back her tears. "Of course not. I—I'll be back for Christmas, a—and it isn't very far off."
"Far off?" Thought Hermione. "Who am I kidding? That's months away!"
"How can I wait months if I can barely manage to leave your side for a
minute?" Though Ron.
"Christmas?" said Ron, repeating what she had stated. "Christmas. So I—I'll
see you then, I suppose." So far off! Too far off!
"I'll see you then." Said Hermione, sniffling. They kissed one last time
and then let go of each other, and that took every last bit of strength
they had.
"So I guess this is goodbye, for now." Said Ron trying one again to smile.
"Goodbye Ron." Said Hermione forlornly.
"Goodbye, 'Mione."
Then, with one last tear, Hermione disappeared.
Everyone was scattered about the living room; silence filled the air. Mrs. Weasley stood at the sink, washing dishes. Ron could scarcely hear her mumble. "I can't believe her let her leave again." Ron paced back and forth nervously. He knew what his family was doing.
Periodically, in turn, they would glance at him, or shake their head. Fred and George would cough after it had been silent for too long. The silence was uneasy, and had a tense, heavy, stressed feel about it. Ron could tell every one of them wanted to launch a load of words at him. He felt on the edge. "I know what you're doing," he said, "but it wouldn't work out!" No one commented. "It could never work! Hermione and I both agree it's impossible!" They all remained silent, looking at him. "I want nothing more than for it to work out, honestly, you know I do, but... it just can't." Everyone was staring at him. He frustration and exasperation got the better of him. "Damn it, people! You think this isn't hard enough for me without you all here reminding me?" He said sitting down.
"Go after her, Ron." Said Harry. "We all know how miserable you were after you lost her the first time. Don't make yourself go through that again."
Mrs. Weasley spoke next. "Really, Ron, Harry's right. A girl like Hermione, well—"
"—Comes around once in a life time." Said Mr. Weasley, finishing his wife's sentence. "Now, you got lucky and she came around twice. I wouldn't count on a third."
"We both know it can't work! I have to—"
"NO!" said Ginny, who was starting to cry. She wouldn't stand for it. Ron could mess up his life all he wanted, but his actions were now messing with Hermione's life. "What about this morning, huh? What about last night?"
The two began to yell at each other. "That was before I talked to her this evening, Ginny!"
Ginny paused for half a moment. "So that's it then? That's all? Once again you're going to let distance get in the way of your feelings! You're just going to let her walk out of your life and pretend this weekend never happened?"
"She doesn't want to stay, Ginny! She wants to leave!" said Ron, his face red with fury. "You, out of anyone here should know DAMN WELL that I want her to stay! I don't want to lose her again! I love her! I love her SO MUCH, in fact, that I am going to LET her walk out, I'm going to LET her leave and go do what she feels is best for her, because I want her to be happy! So to answer your question, Ginny, YES! YES, I AM going to let her leave. YES, I AM going to let her go home and live THOUSANDS and THOUSANDS of miles away so she can continue her life and her career! I have to, Ginny! I have to! I have to do what's best for her! I have to leave it up to her! I have to do what's right! I have to!" Ron paused a moment, as if realizing the true meaning of what he had said. "I have no choice."
Looks like it's up to Hermione... When I originally wrote this Ron didn't yell as much. In fact it was quite calm. But then I realized Ron was so overfilled with every possible emotion that it was, to be honest, nearly driving him insane and therefore he wouldn't just take everything to calmly. Well, I hope you enjoyed it! Review and I'll post the final chapter soon!
Everyone was gathered downstairs waiting to say goodbye to Hermione. Ron couldn't face her because of his misery and anger at himself, so George had gone up to help her bring down her things. Ginny was refusing to speak to Ron, while Harry tried to pretend everything was fine. Everyone was upset that Hermione was leaving; to be honest they hadn't expected it. They figured Ron would do something, but alas he had not.
Soon she was downstairs, and reluctantly ready to say her goodbyes, something she wished would never come. First she came to Fred and George. "Goodbye Fred; bye George!" She hugged them each in turn. "And thanks for helping me carry down my things."
"Oh it's no problem." Said George. "We'll be seeing you sooner than you think." He continued with a wink.
"In fact, you might be seeing a lot of George now." Hermione looked at them quizzically, smiling.
"You'll see." Said George. Hermione hugged them each again.
"Better go now before Ron gets jealous." Said Fred jokingly. Hermione chuckled as she headed towards Mr. And Mrs. Weasley.
"You will be coming for Christmas, won't you? You're parents and Monika are all welcome to come as well, dear." Said Mrs. Weasley after they had said their goodbyes.
Hermione nodded, smiling. "Of course!"
Next came Ginny. Hermione would really miss her. "Sorry things didn't work out with you and my great prat of a brother." Said Ginny quietly so that Ron couldn't hear. Hermione hugged her old friend goodbye.
"Just don't let him marry someone who isn't right for him." Pleaded Hermione. Ginny could do nothing but nod sorrowfully.
"Harry!" said Hermione as she embraced Harry tightly. She had missed him greatly! They had been through a lot together, and had memories neither could forget. "It was so good to see you again!"
"I'll see you next month, right?" said Harry.
"Definitely!" said Hermione smiling. It seemed everyone had made plans to see her again, everyone, that is, except for one person.
And then came Ron.
The two could do nothing but look at each other for a moment. It was as if they were trying to paint a picture of the other in their minds so they would not forget. They tried to smile, but their pain would not allow it. Why? Why did this have to happen? Why couldn't things work out for once? Just this once!
They put their arms around each other; Ron pulled her in close. Tears formed in their eyes as they held each other. He had to do what was right. "It's not really goodbye, is it?" asked Ron softly in her ear.
Electricity seemed to go up and down her body, followed by an even greater sense of sorrow. "No," she said trying to hold back her tears. "Of course not. I—I'll be back for Christmas, a—and it isn't very far off."
"Far off?" Thought Hermione. "Who am I kidding? That's months away!"
"How can I wait months if I can barely manage to leave your side for a
minute?" Though Ron.
"Christmas?" said Ron, repeating what she had stated. "Christmas. So I—I'll
see you then, I suppose." So far off! Too far off!
"I'll see you then." Said Hermione, sniffling. They kissed one last time
and then let go of each other, and that took every last bit of strength
they had.
"So I guess this is goodbye, for now." Said Ron trying one again to smile.
"Goodbye Ron." Said Hermione forlornly.
"Goodbye, 'Mione."
Then, with one last tear, Hermione disappeared.
Everyone was scattered about the living room; silence filled the air. Mrs. Weasley stood at the sink, washing dishes. Ron could scarcely hear her mumble. "I can't believe her let her leave again." Ron paced back and forth nervously. He knew what his family was doing.
Periodically, in turn, they would glance at him, or shake their head. Fred and George would cough after it had been silent for too long. The silence was uneasy, and had a tense, heavy, stressed feel about it. Ron could tell every one of them wanted to launch a load of words at him. He felt on the edge. "I know what you're doing," he said, "but it wouldn't work out!" No one commented. "It could never work! Hermione and I both agree it's impossible!" They all remained silent, looking at him. "I want nothing more than for it to work out, honestly, you know I do, but... it just can't." Everyone was staring at him. He frustration and exasperation got the better of him. "Damn it, people! You think this isn't hard enough for me without you all here reminding me?" He said sitting down.
"Go after her, Ron." Said Harry. "We all know how miserable you were after you lost her the first time. Don't make yourself go through that again."
Mrs. Weasley spoke next. "Really, Ron, Harry's right. A girl like Hermione, well—"
"—Comes around once in a life time." Said Mr. Weasley, finishing his wife's sentence. "Now, you got lucky and she came around twice. I wouldn't count on a third."
"We both know it can't work! I have to—"
"NO!" said Ginny, who was starting to cry. She wouldn't stand for it. Ron could mess up his life all he wanted, but his actions were now messing with Hermione's life. "What about this morning, huh? What about last night?"
The two began to yell at each other. "That was before I talked to her this evening, Ginny!"
Ginny paused for half a moment. "So that's it then? That's all? Once again you're going to let distance get in the way of your feelings! You're just going to let her walk out of your life and pretend this weekend never happened?"
"She doesn't want to stay, Ginny! She wants to leave!" said Ron, his face red with fury. "You, out of anyone here should know DAMN WELL that I want her to stay! I don't want to lose her again! I love her! I love her SO MUCH, in fact, that I am going to LET her walk out, I'm going to LET her leave and go do what she feels is best for her, because I want her to be happy! So to answer your question, Ginny, YES! YES, I AM going to let her leave. YES, I AM going to let her go home and live THOUSANDS and THOUSANDS of miles away so she can continue her life and her career! I have to, Ginny! I have to! I have to do what's best for her! I have to leave it up to her! I have to do what's right! I have to!" Ron paused a moment, as if realizing the true meaning of what he had said. "I have no choice."
Looks like it's up to Hermione... When I originally wrote this Ron didn't yell as much. In fact it was quite calm. But then I realized Ron was so overfilled with every possible emotion that it was, to be honest, nearly driving him insane and therefore he wouldn't just take everything to calmly. Well, I hope you enjoyed it! Review and I'll post the final chapter soon!