Solitude
ImmortalFlick
-Angelic_devil- Thanks lots and hope you enjoy this chapter, as it took ages to finally write! (even though it's so short!)
-Who wants to know?- Yes, my poor, poor Harry. You'll find out about Ron in this and a little later. Here's the next chapter. Hope you like!
-WallyTheWhale- Yeah, here's the second chapter, I'll have a try at writing a bit on Sirius' and Harry's relationship.
-RAiNbOwGrL22- I'm glad you like it. The song I used is 'Solitude' by Billie Holiday. It's a great song, although some don't like her music.
-Who wants to know?- I know, poor darling. You'll see. See ya.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine.
By the way, I don't think I said it, but OoTP never happened (the denial stage is far from over).
Solitude Chapter 2
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What does Ron see that no one else can? And why?
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"Harry!" Ron called his friend, who turned and stared at him and Hermione who was dragging Ron into the room.
"What?" He asked. He was reading the well-worn 'Quidditch Throughout the Ages' on a window sill in the Astronomy Tower. Ron gave Hermione a pointed look. She glared at him.
"Harry," Hermione sat down against the wall, dragging Ron down with her. "What's wrong?"
"Wrong?" Harry asked, not really that curious.
"You're so, well, sad lately, we're worried -"
"Are you suicidal?" Ron cut her off. Hermione quickly glared at him again, this time surprised as well. A reproaching tinge entered her gaze this time.
"Suicidal? Why would I be suicidal?" Harry was trying his hardest to sound surprised but he really couldn't be bothered. He was tired. Very tired.
"It's just that..." Ron trailed off.
Hermione butted in. "Ron thought you might be, but since you say you're not, that's okay."
"Whatever." The uncharacteristic dismissal didn't go unnoticed by Ron.
Hermione dragged him out once more.
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"Mione!"
"What?"
Ron sighed, frustrated.
"Don't you get it? Just asking him and accepting an answer like that! What were you thinking?"
"I was thinking, that maybe Harry isn't suicidal and it's just your overactive imagination creating stupid ideas in your head that he is."
Ron was beginning to feel slightly indignant. "Hermione Granger! Trust me, Harry is suicidal."
"How do you know?"
Suddenly Ron's voice became stone cold and totally serious. "Look at him. Look at him, Hermione! He's so dead!"
"What?"
"Why are you so bloody confused!?" Now frustration was definitely mounting. "I don't understand it! Hermione, you were always the smart one, you could always see what I never could. Now you're just not getting it! Harry needs our help. That's final."
"Ron." Her reproaching glare made his anger bubble over.
"Why are you still caring about language!? Harry needs our help!." Ron repeated, trying to get the message through. "He needs our help. He needs it, Hermione."
Hermione sighed. "Fine. We'd better talk to Remus or Sirius."
"Both."
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"Harry is suicidal." Ron said.
"What?" Sirius' confused one-word question was loud and stunned.
"Harry is suicidal."
"I heard you. How do you know?"
Once again Ron felt the frustration bubbling over.
"I just do. Why do none of you just look at him?"
"We look at him everyday, Ron. He looks fine!"
"He looks tired! He looks dead! You just don't care!"
"We care! I care!"
He was tired of this. "Look, it doesn't matter to me whether you believe me or not, but for Harry's sake I'm trying. I need to help him, and I will do it whether you'll help me or not." His calm voice just made matters worse. They looked at him as if he were slightly crazy. Ron looked at Hermione questioningly. She shook her head sadly.
"Sorry Ron." She whispered. "I just don't see it."
Ron looked once more at all of them before sighing in disgust. He turned and ran.
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End chapter 2
Argh. No matter what I write, it just seems to sound strange, but I hope you enjoy this and I'm still trying desperately trying to move forward on my other fics. Please review, I could use the feedback.
ImmortalFlick
-Angelic_devil- Thanks lots and hope you enjoy this chapter, as it took ages to finally write! (even though it's so short!)
-Who wants to know?- Yes, my poor, poor Harry. You'll find out about Ron in this and a little later. Here's the next chapter. Hope you like!
-WallyTheWhale- Yeah, here's the second chapter, I'll have a try at writing a bit on Sirius' and Harry's relationship.
-RAiNbOwGrL22- I'm glad you like it. The song I used is 'Solitude' by Billie Holiday. It's a great song, although some don't like her music.
-Who wants to know?- I know, poor darling. You'll see. See ya.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine.
By the way, I don't think I said it, but OoTP never happened (the denial stage is far from over).
Solitude Chapter 2
*
What does Ron see that no one else can? And why?
*
"Harry!" Ron called his friend, who turned and stared at him and Hermione who was dragging Ron into the room.
"What?" He asked. He was reading the well-worn 'Quidditch Throughout the Ages' on a window sill in the Astronomy Tower. Ron gave Hermione a pointed look. She glared at him.
"Harry," Hermione sat down against the wall, dragging Ron down with her. "What's wrong?"
"Wrong?" Harry asked, not really that curious.
"You're so, well, sad lately, we're worried -"
"Are you suicidal?" Ron cut her off. Hermione quickly glared at him again, this time surprised as well. A reproaching tinge entered her gaze this time.
"Suicidal? Why would I be suicidal?" Harry was trying his hardest to sound surprised but he really couldn't be bothered. He was tired. Very tired.
"It's just that..." Ron trailed off.
Hermione butted in. "Ron thought you might be, but since you say you're not, that's okay."
"Whatever." The uncharacteristic dismissal didn't go unnoticed by Ron.
Hermione dragged him out once more.
*
"Mione!"
"What?"
Ron sighed, frustrated.
"Don't you get it? Just asking him and accepting an answer like that! What were you thinking?"
"I was thinking, that maybe Harry isn't suicidal and it's just your overactive imagination creating stupid ideas in your head that he is."
Ron was beginning to feel slightly indignant. "Hermione Granger! Trust me, Harry is suicidal."
"How do you know?"
Suddenly Ron's voice became stone cold and totally serious. "Look at him. Look at him, Hermione! He's so dead!"
"What?"
"Why are you so bloody confused!?" Now frustration was definitely mounting. "I don't understand it! Hermione, you were always the smart one, you could always see what I never could. Now you're just not getting it! Harry needs our help. That's final."
"Ron." Her reproaching glare made his anger bubble over.
"Why are you still caring about language!? Harry needs our help!." Ron repeated, trying to get the message through. "He needs our help. He needs it, Hermione."
Hermione sighed. "Fine. We'd better talk to Remus or Sirius."
"Both."
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"Harry is suicidal." Ron said.
"What?" Sirius' confused one-word question was loud and stunned.
"Harry is suicidal."
"I heard you. How do you know?"
Once again Ron felt the frustration bubbling over.
"I just do. Why do none of you just look at him?"
"We look at him everyday, Ron. He looks fine!"
"He looks tired! He looks dead! You just don't care!"
"We care! I care!"
He was tired of this. "Look, it doesn't matter to me whether you believe me or not, but for Harry's sake I'm trying. I need to help him, and I will do it whether you'll help me or not." His calm voice just made matters worse. They looked at him as if he were slightly crazy. Ron looked at Hermione questioningly. She shook her head sadly.
"Sorry Ron." She whispered. "I just don't see it."
Ron looked once more at all of them before sighing in disgust. He turned and ran.
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End chapter 2
Argh. No matter what I write, it just seems to sound strange, but I hope you enjoy this and I'm still trying desperately trying to move forward on my other fics. Please review, I could use the feedback.