Chapter the Eighth
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I stirred in the uncomfortable bed, of the hostile environment of the Hospital Wing. You wouldn't expect to have an ounce of joy in such a dreadful place. I hated hospitals, I hated them with passion, and the unusual quiet also seemed to disturb my nerves. My eyes were not yet open, as I stroked the hair of my Hermione. She moaned a bit, and an automatic grin spread across my face. I couldn't wait for her to wake up and overwhelm me with kisses; I had an urge, a guilty urge to wake her up. I let her sleep on my chest though, and my eyes very slowly opened. I scanned the room only to find that my sister and Harry had both fallen asleep under the covers.
What were they doing? I thought to myself. My hand went over to his cot, and tried to pull the covers off, with out stirring my Hermione, only to find that I couldn't reach. If only she weren't laying on me, I said greedily. Harry, that bloke, better not have done shit! I tried with all my might to reach, and my fingers stretched to touch the covers, and pull it off, not completely off, but off, so that they would be visible.
Harry's shirt was off, and his hands were wrapped around my sister's waist. WHAT?!?
"Ron!" Hermione hissed, she had been awake and witnessed me uncovering my best friend.
"Ron, they are like you and me! They really like each other! Besides, you have your shirt off too!" I looked down completely forgetting that I had taken it off before. I blushed for the billionth time, and my anger settled.
"He better not have-"
"RON!" Hermione's voice was rising a bit louder "Ginny and Harry could do whatever they want, they are grown! So are you saying that we aren't allowed to, kiss and cuddle, and giggle?"
"Yea Herm, but that's my baby sister!"
"Ron, she's not a baby anymore!" I sighed, which obviously signaled the end of the conversation. Light was not an abundant source down here, so the time of day could not have been detected. Hermione's head once again rested on my chest. My left hand went to her waist, while the other to stroke her hair. Her infamous giggle came out, which was contagious. The passionate kiss that came afterwards was unexpected, I went along with it. We stopped and I looked into beautiful her eyes, they twinkled; this really was a magical world. I laughed at my extremely corny comment. I hugged her closer, and we feel asleep only to wake hours later.
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"Mr. Weasley, Miss. Weasley, Mr. Potter, and Miss. Granger please follow me." We all gave each other looks of concern and fright. Dumbledore was escorting them into his office. What has happened now? I was almost sure this had to be about our dreams, and but I was half right. Up the twirled staircases we ascended and sat in the cushion seats of his office, around the biggest desk. I had only been in here twice before. I looked around as if I had never seen it though, this place always fascinated me. I didn't ponder any longer as Dumbledore now began.
"Please comprehend the seriousness of the era we had the misfortune to fall into." Dumbledore warningly told us. Ginny's knuckles grew white, due to the holding of the chair tightly. Harry had a comforting arm around her, and I emulated the same with Hermione.
"Mr. and Miss. Weasley," I looked startled, why was he addressing only Ginny and I?
"Under very grave circumstances, we have the hardship to encounter the fact that your brother, Percy Weasley, has been attacked." I sat there whiter then the walls, almost being able to camouflage with them. Ginny was hysterically crying, as Harry looked distressed patting her back. He looked at me for a response, but I didn't have one. How was I supposed to feel?
"By the looks of it, it doesn't seem that he will make it through the night." Dumbledore had finished. Hermione looked extremely uncomfortable as I stood there staring at a blank part of the wall. Was I supposed to feel happy that the betraying basturd that made my mum cry was dieing? Or was I supposed to feel sad that my brother was dieing? My emotions did not show, nor was I going to let them.
"Good." I said unexpectedly. "He deserved it." Ginny gasped. I couldn't believe the words that were coming out of my mouth. I had said that about my own dieing brother that I hated... What was I saying? There was an awkward silence... Hermione broke it.
"Ron! No one deserves this..." Hermione said quite angry. Ginny started to wail even harder.
"He made my mum cry! He hurt all of us! You know what... you're never going to understand, just leave me alone." I couldn't believe what was occurring... no one would understand. I was extremely angry with him and myself... I was in doubt, but mostly shock. I left Dumbledore's office.
I ran through the great halls doors ignoring every person pestered by me pushing them away.
"Just leave me alone." I yelled. Like the baby I was acting I ran and hoped that no one would find me. Me being Ron, I was wrong. Luna Lovegood was just lurking there. She was very surprised that I looked flushed with tears welled up in my eyes.
"Ron, what's wrong?" she said nearing me. I didn't feel like being nice, not even one bit.
"Just go away... I don't feel like talking to you." She gave me a look. "Ron, you could talk to me. Is it that bookworm Hermione? I knew she was no good." I always had this awkward feeling that she fancied me.
"No, it's not her at all..," I responded. She sighed.
"In doubt are you, well I could make that all feel better" She and her weirdo ways moved on closer to me... I backed away.
"What's wrong?" she stupidly asked, I didn't feel like explaining it all to her.
"You wouldn't understand."
"I've been through a lot more than you may suspect Weasley." Her eyes flashed with a bit of danger. What the heck, I thought to myself.
"My brother, he's well..." I paused, nothing had hit me yet "dieing, and I don't know what to feel, I mean he betrayed us."
"Oh, is it that cute one? Charlie?" I was disgusted, how can she comment on fancying one of by brothers, when I was asking for serious advice. I knew I shouldn't have told her anything.
"No... Percy."
"Oh... Well, my mother died too, I never cried though. I never thought she paid much attention to me." I was shocked at the response, which was what Hermione probably felt back at Dumbledore's office. She seemed heartless. "Father said nothing of it though, it's not like she really died..." I looked at her quizzically. "I can make you feel better though."
"Huh?" she leaned closer into me; her eyes were fluttering their weird girlish way. Her lips were just about pressed against mine.
"Luna, I'm, I'm with Hermione..." I managed to blurt out. "I love her, how can you." But she hadn't let me finish, her lips made contact with mine.
"GET OFF ME! You, you... weirdo! IM WITH HERMIONE! I LOVE HER! GET THAT THROUGH YOUR THICK SKULL!
"YOU BITCH" Hermione stood behind us, I looked up at her and her exuberance made her almost scary. Luna gasped. I gasped... she had witnessed this horrible session. Hermione dove into Luna, grabbing her neck. Harry and Ginny came into view next looking from me to the wrestling girls. Hermione slapped her right across the face.
"You better stay away from Ron. Actually stay very far away. C'mon Ron." She and her-know-it-all-ways dragged me inside the castle and up the Gryffindor common room, and she pushed me into the chair closest to the fire. Harry and Ginny followed right after.
"WHAT WAS THAT!" she screamed... I stared paralyzed.
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I stirred in the uncomfortable bed, of the hostile environment of the Hospital Wing. You wouldn't expect to have an ounce of joy in such a dreadful place. I hated hospitals, I hated them with passion, and the unusual quiet also seemed to disturb my nerves. My eyes were not yet open, as I stroked the hair of my Hermione. She moaned a bit, and an automatic grin spread across my face. I couldn't wait for her to wake up and overwhelm me with kisses; I had an urge, a guilty urge to wake her up. I let her sleep on my chest though, and my eyes very slowly opened. I scanned the room only to find that my sister and Harry had both fallen asleep under the covers.
What were they doing? I thought to myself. My hand went over to his cot, and tried to pull the covers off, with out stirring my Hermione, only to find that I couldn't reach. If only she weren't laying on me, I said greedily. Harry, that bloke, better not have done shit! I tried with all my might to reach, and my fingers stretched to touch the covers, and pull it off, not completely off, but off, so that they would be visible.
Harry's shirt was off, and his hands were wrapped around my sister's waist. WHAT?!?
"Ron!" Hermione hissed, she had been awake and witnessed me uncovering my best friend.
"Ron, they are like you and me! They really like each other! Besides, you have your shirt off too!" I looked down completely forgetting that I had taken it off before. I blushed for the billionth time, and my anger settled.
"He better not have-"
"RON!" Hermione's voice was rising a bit louder "Ginny and Harry could do whatever they want, they are grown! So are you saying that we aren't allowed to, kiss and cuddle, and giggle?"
"Yea Herm, but that's my baby sister!"
"Ron, she's not a baby anymore!" I sighed, which obviously signaled the end of the conversation. Light was not an abundant source down here, so the time of day could not have been detected. Hermione's head once again rested on my chest. My left hand went to her waist, while the other to stroke her hair. Her infamous giggle came out, which was contagious. The passionate kiss that came afterwards was unexpected, I went along with it. We stopped and I looked into beautiful her eyes, they twinkled; this really was a magical world. I laughed at my extremely corny comment. I hugged her closer, and we feel asleep only to wake hours later.
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"Mr. Weasley, Miss. Weasley, Mr. Potter, and Miss. Granger please follow me." We all gave each other looks of concern and fright. Dumbledore was escorting them into his office. What has happened now? I was almost sure this had to be about our dreams, and but I was half right. Up the twirled staircases we ascended and sat in the cushion seats of his office, around the biggest desk. I had only been in here twice before. I looked around as if I had never seen it though, this place always fascinated me. I didn't ponder any longer as Dumbledore now began.
"Please comprehend the seriousness of the era we had the misfortune to fall into." Dumbledore warningly told us. Ginny's knuckles grew white, due to the holding of the chair tightly. Harry had a comforting arm around her, and I emulated the same with Hermione.
"Mr. and Miss. Weasley," I looked startled, why was he addressing only Ginny and I?
"Under very grave circumstances, we have the hardship to encounter the fact that your brother, Percy Weasley, has been attacked." I sat there whiter then the walls, almost being able to camouflage with them. Ginny was hysterically crying, as Harry looked distressed patting her back. He looked at me for a response, but I didn't have one. How was I supposed to feel?
"By the looks of it, it doesn't seem that he will make it through the night." Dumbledore had finished. Hermione looked extremely uncomfortable as I stood there staring at a blank part of the wall. Was I supposed to feel happy that the betraying basturd that made my mum cry was dieing? Or was I supposed to feel sad that my brother was dieing? My emotions did not show, nor was I going to let them.
"Good." I said unexpectedly. "He deserved it." Ginny gasped. I couldn't believe the words that were coming out of my mouth. I had said that about my own dieing brother that I hated... What was I saying? There was an awkward silence... Hermione broke it.
"Ron! No one deserves this..." Hermione said quite angry. Ginny started to wail even harder.
"He made my mum cry! He hurt all of us! You know what... you're never going to understand, just leave me alone." I couldn't believe what was occurring... no one would understand. I was extremely angry with him and myself... I was in doubt, but mostly shock. I left Dumbledore's office.
I ran through the great halls doors ignoring every person pestered by me pushing them away.
"Just leave me alone." I yelled. Like the baby I was acting I ran and hoped that no one would find me. Me being Ron, I was wrong. Luna Lovegood was just lurking there. She was very surprised that I looked flushed with tears welled up in my eyes.
"Ron, what's wrong?" she said nearing me. I didn't feel like being nice, not even one bit.
"Just go away... I don't feel like talking to you." She gave me a look. "Ron, you could talk to me. Is it that bookworm Hermione? I knew she was no good." I always had this awkward feeling that she fancied me.
"No, it's not her at all..," I responded. She sighed.
"In doubt are you, well I could make that all feel better" She and her weirdo ways moved on closer to me... I backed away.
"What's wrong?" she stupidly asked, I didn't feel like explaining it all to her.
"You wouldn't understand."
"I've been through a lot more than you may suspect Weasley." Her eyes flashed with a bit of danger. What the heck, I thought to myself.
"My brother, he's well..." I paused, nothing had hit me yet "dieing, and I don't know what to feel, I mean he betrayed us."
"Oh, is it that cute one? Charlie?" I was disgusted, how can she comment on fancying one of by brothers, when I was asking for serious advice. I knew I shouldn't have told her anything.
"No... Percy."
"Oh... Well, my mother died too, I never cried though. I never thought she paid much attention to me." I was shocked at the response, which was what Hermione probably felt back at Dumbledore's office. She seemed heartless. "Father said nothing of it though, it's not like she really died..." I looked at her quizzically. "I can make you feel better though."
"Huh?" she leaned closer into me; her eyes were fluttering their weird girlish way. Her lips were just about pressed against mine.
"Luna, I'm, I'm with Hermione..." I managed to blurt out. "I love her, how can you." But she hadn't let me finish, her lips made contact with mine.
"GET OFF ME! You, you... weirdo! IM WITH HERMIONE! I LOVE HER! GET THAT THROUGH YOUR THICK SKULL!
"YOU BITCH" Hermione stood behind us, I looked up at her and her exuberance made her almost scary. Luna gasped. I gasped... she had witnessed this horrible session. Hermione dove into Luna, grabbing her neck. Harry and Ginny came into view next looking from me to the wrestling girls. Hermione slapped her right across the face.
"You better stay away from Ron. Actually stay very far away. C'mon Ron." She and her-know-it-all-ways dragged me inside the castle and up the Gryffindor common room, and she pushed me into the chair closest to the fire. Harry and Ginny followed right after.
"WHAT WAS THAT!" she screamed... I stared paralyzed.
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