Chapter the Ninth No Restoration Here!
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"WHAT WAS THAT!" she screamed... I stared paralyzed. She had obviously rose attention as all the eyes of the common room were now upon her and me. Their eyes scanned from Hermione and I, to Harry and a brooding Ginny, making all of our skins crawl. I hadn't even stuttered my first word and she broke into another fit of screams.
"WELL? GO ON!" She eyed my critically as the dangerous glare in her eye shone. I did not intend to, but I winced. Her hand was on her huggable hips waiting impatiently for a "reasonable" answer, knowing that she would not receive one.
"Herm..." I painfully began. I quickly eyeballed the big nosed people who seemed to be dependent on every word that I dared to utter, and I gulped the lump that sat in my throat and forcefully continued. "Herm... Luna, she just came onto-"
"RON! Honestly, I can care less about that bitch right now. PERCY! What's wrong with you? Your brother is dieing and you don't care!" at that being said, people released utmost staggering gasps. My heart stammered loudly and knew I was put into a most difficult situation that would be hard to triumph over. It wasn't the dumb-big-headed Ron that spoke after this however; someone seemed to have changed my judgment for a fraction of a second.
"I don't know, okay? I don't know. It's almost as if..." I couldn't finish my own sentence as I was caught to actually think for once. "It's all..." I trailed off yet again only to be astounded at the finishing words from my friend. Almost absentmindedly, Harry summed up everything and anything I had felt at the moment.
"It's almost as if..." he stared at the carpet and continued in that way "It's an overwhelming feeling... unexplainable, confusing, exhausting... words would not come close to what he feels...Actually, he doesn't know what to feel. Isn't that right mate?" Harry looked up at me with a most promising half-hearted grin. It was hard to grin at such a tense moment... but I gave him an approving look and nodded.
Hermione gave Harry a quizzical look and then immediate comprehension made change to her once angst features. Silence was restored on every single square inch of the common room, which only applied more tension to all. I was not comfortable, nor did I think those outside this feud were, but it was only the stirrings from Ginny that dared unstill the silence.
Harry held her in his unscathed rather burly arms rocking her and it was in that moment that I finally decided to make end to this disturbing discussion.
"I'm tired, I'm going to bed" I retorted and no one dared to dispute. Herm stood there in utmost awe of the treacherous happenings that had just occurred. And although I was practically fuming, extremely livid due to her stupidity, I wanted her to continue to quarrel and bicker with me still. I ALMOST HATED HER, at this moment of time; I ALMOST HATED HER SO MUCH that I was gong to go completely nutters.
Then at the most precise moment of time, I realized, I hated myself. One, I couldn't hate the love of my life, I was mad, fuming, but I couldn't, as much as my mind would try to argue, it was a proven fact and Two, I hated myself for even trying to hate her, I could have protruded such thoughts? Ugh, this was some night... I vigorously marched the steps, echoing in the silence up to the boy's dormitory and I let the door slam behind me.
I let myself sluggishly flop stomach first into my bed and inwardly (and might I add cowardly) cry.
I needed her love to mend my broken limbs, and I suffered to even breathe without the sight her. To think that she might be hurt for the dense things I had indignantly done... but... then again... it wasn't any of her business. I gulped at the rude selection of words I had just used.
"Oh, Herm," I whined "I need you... so bad..." and I realized that I needed to go back and apologize... "RON!" I said to myself, "YOU NEED TO BE A GUY AND SUCK IT UP!" my bloke ways were overpowering me, but was drowned as a vision or almost hallucination took control of my thoughts.
There I was in a hazy, almost blurred vision; holding my red headed baby tight in my hands. My red-headed-beautiful-baby was rocking back and forth in my arms, I was surprisingly humming a tune most soothing. Its best possible smile gleamed back at his father, as it showed nothing but gums. I giggled.
"Ron," Hermione retorted from behind me. "You are supposed to be letting Harry take a nap right now" she beamed at my fatherly figure and I nodded. Mums knew best.
"Okay," I didn't budge however; I was captivated in the baby smell and Harry's giggly ways. Hermione neared me, and still with baby Harry in my arms my lips found her neck.
"You shouldn't be up!" I said through kisses. She kissed me passionately on the lips, and backed away.
"We shouldn't be doing "this" in front of Harry... Ron" She looked down at him and touched his rosy cheeks that had been inherited from her mum. "Ron, Harry really does need his rest."
"Rubbish!" I argued "You just want to make love!" I teased. She hated the term and looked almost insulted; she recuperated with an insult of her own.
"That too... but not with you of course." She winked. I gasped at such a comment, and she giggled. "Ron, take care of Harry!" and she left the room with an approving smirk. I began to sing the most common lullaby of our wizard times. Simple, but strait to the point...
"Miracles they say. Happened one day. When the great lord fell. All great wizards would tell. Of the Brave boy of young. Of the Boy who lived we sung"
I didn't bother to finish it as his eyes had been long closed. "Have sweet dreams Harry; I love you too much to loose you..." I tucked him in and gave kiss on the top of his forehead. I turned to find a Hermione at the door. Tears sparkled her beautiful intoxicating eyes, I went to go wipe them away. I put my hands behind her head, and pulled in towards me, I passionately kissed her, and our noses touched....
I snapped out of my reverie as I felt Harry plummet himself on my bed.
"They are both asleep," he said reprovingly. "I tucked them both in, gave them kisses, and told them that everything was going to be okay."
"Thanks,' I said not knowing what else to say. "No, Harry, really, thank you..."
"Anytime mate, anytime..." Harry said in a response...
"Harry... Love Sucks..." I managed to blurt out... We looked at each other and burst into fits of laughter... we were both stuck in a troubling relationship. It was dreadful and blissful at the same time. "I don't think I could live without that woman," I said whispering to the shadowy figure at the foot of my bed.
"Ron, give yourselves time. Don't go running into each others arms just let. Have breathing time first; you guys are in a bit of feud right now." I nodded in the silence. "Ron, by the way, Dumbledore said we start Occlumency tomorrow." I grunted and fell into a dreamless deep sleep.
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