Hey! Sorry it's been awhile! Things have been crazy! I had a huge
project to do in a very short time, which I am still trying to catch up on
all of the lost sleep. I slept like two hours a night. Darn teachers... I
also am starting to get back to my fiction stories. I realized I was slowly
losing one of them. Don't worry! I'll still be writing my fanfics, it just
might take a little longer. I also couldn't decide the order of some of the
events in this story, or even which events to use, but I FINALLY have it
figured out! I've put up a few new stories as well. I really think you will
like Part of Me Left With You, and One Of These Days I Won't Be Afraid.
Please check them out! Thanks!
Since I've made you wait forever, I'm going to post this whole chapter instead of splitting it into two. And I MUST WARN you before you read it; some of you are going to hate me for this chapter. Read and find out why! Here it goes!
Matt sat alone in Starbucks. Work had begun almost an hour ago, and still Hermione was a no show. He couldn't help but to wonder if anything had happened to her. He wouldn't know where to even look for her; they hadn't talked but a few times except for at work. It was true, their relationship had slightly faded since Ron and Hermione's had begun, and Matt couldn't help but feel a little jealous, a little ignored.
He sat, waiting for her to come, hoping she was ok. She probably had a good excuse. Maybe she was held up in traffic. Ok, maybe not... Well, maybe the buses had stopped running. Yeah, right... the buses never stopped working. Maybe he should call.
Matt stood up and headed to the phone. He picked up the receiver and dialed the first number. "Hello!" came a voice behind him. It was Hermione! He put down the phone and walked out from behind the counter.
"Hey!" he replied. "Where have you been? I was about to call you. Hey, where's your uniform? Are you just going to take the day off?" His questions, of course, were not just shot at her one after the other. They were spaced out, as Hermione said nothing.
"That's what I came here to talk to you about." The tone of her voice was quite serious, which flooded Matt's mind with frightening thoughts.
"Sure, um, here," he said pulling out a chair for her. "Let's sit down." They took their seat and soon enough it was time for Hermione to speak. "So what did you want to talk about?"
"Um, well," said Hermione looking down at the table nervously. "I have some good news, and some bad news."
Matt nodded. "Ok."
"Which do you want first?"
"Well, I guess the bad news first so that our conversation can end on a
good note."
Hermione smiled to herself. He was so sweet. "Ok, but maybe I should tell you the good news so that the bad news will make sense."
"Alright."
"Ok, well," Hermione began to slightly blush as she said this. "Yesterday Ron showed me his new apartment and he asked me to move in with him"
"Wow," Commented Matt. "That was fast. What did you say?"
"I," she couldn't say it; it was as if something were stopping them from
coming out. "I said yes."
"Oh." Replied Matt. Oh how his emotions sunk when she said those three awful words. If he thought he hardly saw Hermione now, how would it be when she moved in with Ron? "But I thought you were going to tell me the good news first."
Hermione took this as a joke and chuckled, but her face turned into a serious look once more as she thought about what she was about to say, and mainly, how Matt would react. "And so now, since I'll be moving an hour or so away—I mean, there's only a couple of weeks left and I—" Hermione looked him in the eyes; her rambling stopped. "I-I've decided to quit."
Matt didn't say anything at first; he was surprised. Hermione was quitting. Would he see her again? Would she just walk out of his life? Did she want to quit? Was Ron forcing her to? "W-what? S-sorry, I'm just surprised. You're quitting?" Hermione nodded. "You're quitting just like that?"
"It only makes sense, Matt."
"Did you notify the boss?"
"No."
"You have to give him a weeks notice."
"Well, I didn't know I would be quitting a week ago."
"Why can't you just stick around for another week?"
"I'll be moving in to Ron's apartment which will take time, plus the fact that it's over an hour away. It only makes sense."
"No, no it doesn't make sense! I mean, you started dating the guy a month or so ago and—and now you're all of a sudden moving in with him?" Ok, so Matt was exaggerating. It wasn't the fact that Hermione was quitting that bothered him; it was the fact that he might not see her again.
"I've known him all my life, Matt. I know what kind of a person he is, I
know this will work out."
"Are you sure it will?"
"I wouldn't be doing it if I weren't."
"But how can you be sure? What if it doesn't work out? What if Ron doesn't
turn out to be what you've expected?"
"What do you mean?" Hermione gave him a questioning look. Did he know
something she didn't?
"I mean, what if he's not right for you? What if he doesn't treat you
rightly?"
"Matt, please don't do this."
"Do what? Be concerned?"
"It's not like I've agreed to marry him or anything!"
"But you've agreed to move in with him! Who knows what he's expecting?
"Matt, I know what I'm doing!"
"I don't think you do!" said Matt, raising his voice, surprising Hermione. For a moment nothing was said. Matt was standing while Hermione sat looking at Matt with almost a look of fear. "Hermione, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled, but please, just listen to me." She nodded. "Don't you think it's sort of fast? I mean, it's—"
"—If this is all about me quitting, I'll just stay."
"No, it's not just about you quitting—"
"Then what then?"
"Im trying to tell you." Hermione stopped talking. "Don't you think there are some other things you should consider?"
"Like what?"
Matt looked like he was going was about to say something, like he was holding something back. "I—You should—Just think about what you're doing, please."
"I've thought about it and I still want to move in with him. Who knows? Maybe you're right! Maybe it will be a total disaster! But, I can't just assume it will be." Hermione reached over and gave him a friendly hug. "I have to go, but I'll be back on Monday." She walked towards the door.
It was now or never Matt! Just go for it! "Look, Hermione, wait!" Hermione turned to face him. "I'm not going to wait seven years to tell you, like Ron, in seven years it will probably be too late, but not if I speak now." He paused, walking across the room to Hermione.
Matt stepped closer to her, putting his hand on her left cheek; his eyes held her under a trance. Hermione was mesmerized by him as he slowly he slid his hand down her neck to her chest where he placed his hand on her necklace (Ron had given it to her), the whole time staring deep into her eyes. Their breathing deepened and slowly became slightly faster. "I love you." Matt leaned in to kiss her. At first Hermione was surprised; Matt was kissing her after all!
Uncontrollably she kissed him back. She couldn't think. This just seemed right, everything seemed right. He wasn't that bad of a kisser either... Gosh, had she lost her mind? She was kissing some one, and it wasn't Ron!
She pulled away from him abruptly. She backed away, her eyes watering. Her mouth opened and shut like a fish that had been taken from the sea. Matt seemed shocked as well. "Hermione I'm—I'm sorry. I shouldn't have."
"I—I have to go." She kept her eyes down. She couldn't look at him.
"Hermione, wait!" he shouted after her as she stumbled outside. She didn't even look back; all she wanted was to get away.
Her mind was racing. She had just kissed a guy that was not her boyfriend, a guy that was not Ron. They had only been dating for a month and she had just kissed someone that was not him, which counts as cheating. She had been waiting for year to date Ron and she destroys it in a month! She had cheated on him. Cheated!
Her head was spinning. All she wanted to do was to sit down, but she couldn't. She had to go to her apartment, no, to Ron's. (It wasn't officially her home yet.) She had to tell him what happened and hope that he finds it in his heart to forgive her. But the apartment was over and hour away! She didn't have a car, and there was no way the bus could get her there! What was she going to do? She continued walking through the parking lot aimlessly when it occurred to her. She was a witch! Geese! She could just apparate! She concentrated on the apartment and within seconds she was at the front door.
Hermione pounded on the door. "Ron?" She continued knocking. "Ron? It's Hermione. Let me in, please!" she said her mind so flustered she once again was forgetting of her ability to just unlock the door herself.
Ron opened the door. "Hey! I thought you had—" He noticed her tears. "What's wrong?" He was truly concerned.
"Ron, I'm sorry! I —please just—I'm so sorry—"
"Here, come inside and sit down." He said grabbing her hand and leading her to the couch. "Shhh...calm down and tell me what's wrong."
She took a deep breath and tried to stop her tears, but each time she opened her mouth he eyes would flood once more. There was no way to say it but to blurt it out. "He kissed me."
"Who?"
She bit her lip. She didn't want to tell him. She wanted to travel back in time so she could erase it from history. "Matt. He kissed me and—"
"WHAT?"
"I'm sorry, I—"
"He knows we're dating. Why would he do that?"
Hermione was so tempted to just leave the blame to Matt. It would have been so easy! So easy! But Hermione couldn't do that... "I don't know. I was telling him that I would be leaving my job early and moving in with you, and—and he kissed me and I... I kissed him back. I don't know what I was thinking."
"You kissed him back? Hermione!"
"I'm sorry! Really, I am!"
"But why did you kiss him? I mean, are you not happy with our relationship?"
"No! That's not it at all!"
"Then why?"
"I don't—"
Ron continued cutting her off. "I mean, I've loved you since I knew what love was! I would never dream of kissing another—"
"I know. I don't what came over me. I'm sorry, I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me. Please... I can't lose you."
"Well, you may have." Ron said, his words cold. Here was silence for a moment. Hermione didn't dare speak as she was completely convinced this was the end of their relationship. "I just... I just don't get it Hermione! I mean, you cheated on me and we've only been dating a little over a month. I just asked you to move in with me for goodness sakes! What does this saw about the future of our relationship?"
"You have no idea how sorry I am!"
"Yeah, well you have no idea how much this hurts me, 'Mione! I have to go think about this." Ron grabbed his coat and disappeared.
Sorry, it had to happen! I thought it made an interesting twist. Well, I really, really, really hope you liked this chapter! Please let me know what you think! Also, please check out One Of These Days I Won't Be Afraid, and Part of Me Left With You! Thanks for reading! Bye!
Since I've made you wait forever, I'm going to post this whole chapter instead of splitting it into two. And I MUST WARN you before you read it; some of you are going to hate me for this chapter. Read and find out why! Here it goes!
Matt sat alone in Starbucks. Work had begun almost an hour ago, and still Hermione was a no show. He couldn't help but to wonder if anything had happened to her. He wouldn't know where to even look for her; they hadn't talked but a few times except for at work. It was true, their relationship had slightly faded since Ron and Hermione's had begun, and Matt couldn't help but feel a little jealous, a little ignored.
He sat, waiting for her to come, hoping she was ok. She probably had a good excuse. Maybe she was held up in traffic. Ok, maybe not... Well, maybe the buses had stopped running. Yeah, right... the buses never stopped working. Maybe he should call.
Matt stood up and headed to the phone. He picked up the receiver and dialed the first number. "Hello!" came a voice behind him. It was Hermione! He put down the phone and walked out from behind the counter.
"Hey!" he replied. "Where have you been? I was about to call you. Hey, where's your uniform? Are you just going to take the day off?" His questions, of course, were not just shot at her one after the other. They were spaced out, as Hermione said nothing.
"That's what I came here to talk to you about." The tone of her voice was quite serious, which flooded Matt's mind with frightening thoughts.
"Sure, um, here," he said pulling out a chair for her. "Let's sit down." They took their seat and soon enough it was time for Hermione to speak. "So what did you want to talk about?"
"Um, well," said Hermione looking down at the table nervously. "I have some good news, and some bad news."
Matt nodded. "Ok."
"Which do you want first?"
"Well, I guess the bad news first so that our conversation can end on a
good note."
Hermione smiled to herself. He was so sweet. "Ok, but maybe I should tell you the good news so that the bad news will make sense."
"Alright."
"Ok, well," Hermione began to slightly blush as she said this. "Yesterday Ron showed me his new apartment and he asked me to move in with him"
"Wow," Commented Matt. "That was fast. What did you say?"
"I," she couldn't say it; it was as if something were stopping them from
coming out. "I said yes."
"Oh." Replied Matt. Oh how his emotions sunk when she said those three awful words. If he thought he hardly saw Hermione now, how would it be when she moved in with Ron? "But I thought you were going to tell me the good news first."
Hermione took this as a joke and chuckled, but her face turned into a serious look once more as she thought about what she was about to say, and mainly, how Matt would react. "And so now, since I'll be moving an hour or so away—I mean, there's only a couple of weeks left and I—" Hermione looked him in the eyes; her rambling stopped. "I-I've decided to quit."
Matt didn't say anything at first; he was surprised. Hermione was quitting. Would he see her again? Would she just walk out of his life? Did she want to quit? Was Ron forcing her to? "W-what? S-sorry, I'm just surprised. You're quitting?" Hermione nodded. "You're quitting just like that?"
"It only makes sense, Matt."
"Did you notify the boss?"
"No."
"You have to give him a weeks notice."
"Well, I didn't know I would be quitting a week ago."
"Why can't you just stick around for another week?"
"I'll be moving in to Ron's apartment which will take time, plus the fact that it's over an hour away. It only makes sense."
"No, no it doesn't make sense! I mean, you started dating the guy a month or so ago and—and now you're all of a sudden moving in with him?" Ok, so Matt was exaggerating. It wasn't the fact that Hermione was quitting that bothered him; it was the fact that he might not see her again.
"I've known him all my life, Matt. I know what kind of a person he is, I
know this will work out."
"Are you sure it will?"
"I wouldn't be doing it if I weren't."
"But how can you be sure? What if it doesn't work out? What if Ron doesn't
turn out to be what you've expected?"
"What do you mean?" Hermione gave him a questioning look. Did he know
something she didn't?
"I mean, what if he's not right for you? What if he doesn't treat you
rightly?"
"Matt, please don't do this."
"Do what? Be concerned?"
"It's not like I've agreed to marry him or anything!"
"But you've agreed to move in with him! Who knows what he's expecting?
"Matt, I know what I'm doing!"
"I don't think you do!" said Matt, raising his voice, surprising Hermione. For a moment nothing was said. Matt was standing while Hermione sat looking at Matt with almost a look of fear. "Hermione, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled, but please, just listen to me." She nodded. "Don't you think it's sort of fast? I mean, it's—"
"—If this is all about me quitting, I'll just stay."
"No, it's not just about you quitting—"
"Then what then?"
"Im trying to tell you." Hermione stopped talking. "Don't you think there are some other things you should consider?"
"Like what?"
Matt looked like he was going was about to say something, like he was holding something back. "I—You should—Just think about what you're doing, please."
"I've thought about it and I still want to move in with him. Who knows? Maybe you're right! Maybe it will be a total disaster! But, I can't just assume it will be." Hermione reached over and gave him a friendly hug. "I have to go, but I'll be back on Monday." She walked towards the door.
It was now or never Matt! Just go for it! "Look, Hermione, wait!" Hermione turned to face him. "I'm not going to wait seven years to tell you, like Ron, in seven years it will probably be too late, but not if I speak now." He paused, walking across the room to Hermione.
Matt stepped closer to her, putting his hand on her left cheek; his eyes held her under a trance. Hermione was mesmerized by him as he slowly he slid his hand down her neck to her chest where he placed his hand on her necklace (Ron had given it to her), the whole time staring deep into her eyes. Their breathing deepened and slowly became slightly faster. "I love you." Matt leaned in to kiss her. At first Hermione was surprised; Matt was kissing her after all!
Uncontrollably she kissed him back. She couldn't think. This just seemed right, everything seemed right. He wasn't that bad of a kisser either... Gosh, had she lost her mind? She was kissing some one, and it wasn't Ron!
She pulled away from him abruptly. She backed away, her eyes watering. Her mouth opened and shut like a fish that had been taken from the sea. Matt seemed shocked as well. "Hermione I'm—I'm sorry. I shouldn't have."
"I—I have to go." She kept her eyes down. She couldn't look at him.
"Hermione, wait!" he shouted after her as she stumbled outside. She didn't even look back; all she wanted was to get away.
Her mind was racing. She had just kissed a guy that was not her boyfriend, a guy that was not Ron. They had only been dating for a month and she had just kissed someone that was not him, which counts as cheating. She had been waiting for year to date Ron and she destroys it in a month! She had cheated on him. Cheated!
Her head was spinning. All she wanted to do was to sit down, but she couldn't. She had to go to her apartment, no, to Ron's. (It wasn't officially her home yet.) She had to tell him what happened and hope that he finds it in his heart to forgive her. But the apartment was over and hour away! She didn't have a car, and there was no way the bus could get her there! What was she going to do? She continued walking through the parking lot aimlessly when it occurred to her. She was a witch! Geese! She could just apparate! She concentrated on the apartment and within seconds she was at the front door.
Hermione pounded on the door. "Ron?" She continued knocking. "Ron? It's Hermione. Let me in, please!" she said her mind so flustered she once again was forgetting of her ability to just unlock the door herself.
Ron opened the door. "Hey! I thought you had—" He noticed her tears. "What's wrong?" He was truly concerned.
"Ron, I'm sorry! I —please just—I'm so sorry—"
"Here, come inside and sit down." He said grabbing her hand and leading her to the couch. "Shhh...calm down and tell me what's wrong."
She took a deep breath and tried to stop her tears, but each time she opened her mouth he eyes would flood once more. There was no way to say it but to blurt it out. "He kissed me."
"Who?"
She bit her lip. She didn't want to tell him. She wanted to travel back in time so she could erase it from history. "Matt. He kissed me and—"
"WHAT?"
"I'm sorry, I—"
"He knows we're dating. Why would he do that?"
Hermione was so tempted to just leave the blame to Matt. It would have been so easy! So easy! But Hermione couldn't do that... "I don't know. I was telling him that I would be leaving my job early and moving in with you, and—and he kissed me and I... I kissed him back. I don't know what I was thinking."
"You kissed him back? Hermione!"
"I'm sorry! Really, I am!"
"But why did you kiss him? I mean, are you not happy with our relationship?"
"No! That's not it at all!"
"Then why?"
"I don't—"
Ron continued cutting her off. "I mean, I've loved you since I knew what love was! I would never dream of kissing another—"
"I know. I don't what came over me. I'm sorry, I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me. Please... I can't lose you."
"Well, you may have." Ron said, his words cold. Here was silence for a moment. Hermione didn't dare speak as she was completely convinced this was the end of their relationship. "I just... I just don't get it Hermione! I mean, you cheated on me and we've only been dating a little over a month. I just asked you to move in with me for goodness sakes! What does this saw about the future of our relationship?"
"You have no idea how sorry I am!"
"Yeah, well you have no idea how much this hurts me, 'Mione! I have to go think about this." Ron grabbed his coat and disappeared.
Sorry, it had to happen! I thought it made an interesting twist. Well, I really, really, really hope you liked this chapter! Please let me know what you think! Also, please check out One Of These Days I Won't Be Afraid, and Part of Me Left With You! Thanks for reading! Bye!