Chapter 4- Day 2C
AN- Sorry about not updating. I've been away at camp and they didn't have any computers but thank you to all my faithful readers you didn't ditch me after I hadn't updated in a week. My computer is being bad so it won't let me fix the format problems with the last two chapters. I promise I'll try to fix that. So here goes!
Disclaimer Let's face it. I'm not JK Rowling. I own nothing. Except Amy. The song in here is called um... I don't know but it's #4 on the Shrek soundtrack. But I promise, for the most part, this series won't be a song fic.
"About...about...Amy..."
"What about Amy?" snarled Hermione. "Would you like to start off with the fact that she's a muggle? And one with a dog no less."
"Hey! I like dogs." Interjected Ron.
"Shut up! You told me you hated cats and dogs when I asked why you didn't like Crookshanks..."
"That cat was from hell..."
"Oh! Stick up for Amy why don't you?" said Hermione. Tears were threatening to fall but she didn't know why. She knew it didn't have much to do with Crookshanks. She ruled out jealousy. Why should she be jealous of Amy?
"What the bloody hell is wrong with you, Hermione?!" shouted Ron with all the anger he could muster. "You're the one that said we all have the right to like whoever we want." Snarled Ron.
'Yeah, but that didn't mean it applied to you, too.' Thought Hermione. The tears in her eyes began to well. She would not cry in front of Ron. She turned out of her heel and swept out of the room.
Ron's expression shifted from anger to shock. Hermione hadn't responded to his last comment. He felt bad for making Hermione cry again. 'I have a knack for doing that.' He thought bitterly to himself. He was just about to fall asleep when he heard something.
It was a voice. Singing. Ron's ears perked up. He tried to get up but it hurt. He pulled himself up with whatever energy he had left. He bit his lip in order not to scream. He didn't want the voice to end. He carefully made his way down the hall. The voice was angelic and hypostasizing. He abruptly stopped in front of Hermione's door. There was a small crack in which he could look in through.
Hermione had put in a muggle CD. She knew how to work a CD player but her fingers were trembling with anger. She needed to blow off steam so she did something she didn't do often, she sang. In her opinion, she was a horrible singer but then again, no one else had ever heard her sing/
There is something that I see, In the way you look at me
There's a smile there, a truth in your eyes
What an unexpected way, on this unexpected day
Could it be, this is where I belong?
It is you I have loved all along
And no more mystery, it is finally clear to me
You're the hope my heart searched for, so long
And it is you I have loved all along
When Hermione sang, she sang. She didn't think about anything else. Otherwise, she would have noticed the boy looking at her through the crack on the door.
Ron was slightly shocked by two points. 'Why is Hermione singing this. Maybe, the lyrics...' but Ron shrugged off that thought. What surprised him the most was her singing. He had never heard anything like this before. He was scared to breathe, for fear it might end.
There were times I ran to hide, 'fraid to show the other side
Alone in the night without you
But now I know just who you are
And I know you hold my heart
Finally, this is where I belong
It is you I have loved all along And no more mystery, it is finally clear to me
You're the hope the heart my heart searched for so long
And it is you I have loved all along
Ron didn't dare let his eyes look anywhere but at Hermione. He didn't let his ears hear anything but her singing. He was entranced.
Oh, over and over, I'm filled with emotion
And I am filled with the sweetest devotion
As I look into your precious face
And no more my...
Ron felt like a total... a total...
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" screamed Hermione, drowning out the music. It was the first time he had ever heard Hermione cuss.
"I was just seeing if you're okay." Ron's tone quickly shifted from meekness to anger. "But apparently, you have a love song to sing to Vicky."
"See?! There you go again! You have Amy know so can't you just..."
"I have Amy?!? I see her for 10 seconds and I suddenly have her?!" screamed Ron. "Not all of us are as desperate as you Hermione." She hated the way he used her name just then. He said it with such anger.
"She's coming over in the morning, I'll make sure to make the beds afterwards." Hermione and Ron were walking a fine line.
"Oh, you would know. I hear you and Vicky need a whole house. And how many times have you done it? 60? With 60 different guys. That's no surprise... they must be crazy..." Ron suddenly stopped. He had crossed the line.
Hermione whipped out her wand and Ron quickly followed suit. "You wouldn't dare." Snarled Ron. The two were so caught up in anger, they didn't take notice to Harry and Ginny, standing at the crack where Ron had been, watching the drama unfold.
"I would. Ron you have just... just..." Hermione gave in to anger. "Avada Ke--" Ron stated in time with Hermione. Harry and Ginny burst into the room. They didn't have to though. Hermione would never hurt Ron. But little did she know Ron was thinking the same thing. Overwhelmed by emotion, Hermione ran out of the room in tears.
Ron wasn't doing so good either. He was crimson and his eyes were tired. Ginny went out after Hermione. Harry could sense that Ron needed to be alone so he left.
Hermione found herself on the dark sidewalk. She was kicking herself. 'Ron thinks I'm a complete mental.' Said Hermione through silent tears. She could never match up to Amy. Amy had never threatened to kill Ron. 'Well, he was definitely no gentleman either.' Said a small voice in her head.
Hermione kicked a can as she walked. Ginny would be out looking for her by now. Hermione didn't want to be found. She turned around, walked home and entered through the back door. She gasped to see that Ginny hadn't gone to look for her. Suddenly, being in the house made Hermione cry again. She ran to her room and slammed the door. She collapsed on her bed and fell asleep.
Ron was pacing back and forth in his room. Why had he done that? Amy was coming soon. It was already 11:30 pm. Ron wanted to apologize to Hermione but he knew it wasn't going to be simple. He had threatened to kill her, so he would have to do something... something. He racked his brain but after the night's events, he found himself as being incapable of thought.
Ron couldn't stand it. He needed to do something. Anything. He found his hands wandering to a framed photo of the three of them. 'This is going to be a long week.' Thought Ron, and somehow he knew, no matter how much he liked her, Amy wasn't going to make it easier to bear.
'Amy would have never threatened to kill me.' Even though he only knew her for about 10 seconds, she seemed reasonable enough. And she could control her temper. Maybe. He would have to spend more time with her to find out. He sat on his bed. He needed comfort. Pig was still out and he knew that Harry and Ginny were unavailable. Hopefully sleeping. In separate beds. In different rooms.
He laid his head back on his pillow and closed his eyes. He would come up with some way to make it up to Hermione. He would get to know Amy. And he would try to get a restraining order for Harry requiring him to stay at least 300 meters from Ginny at all times. He added as an afterthought. He chuckled slightly at his own joke and let sleep overcome him.
A/N So that's the end of Day 2. Was it worth the wait? Please R/R. If I don't get at least 3 reviews, no more chapters. And recommend this story to people. Please. And please no flames, if you don't like it, don't read it. And thanks again to all my faithful readers! Sorry if this chapter isn't that good. It's late. Anyways, the fic series that will be the sequel to this is called ...I'll tell you late. Thanks for reading!
Tabytha