Well, vacation was cut short but it was really boring anyways. But
it's not like we can't try again. We leave for a week so this'll be the
last update before I leave. I'll be back though. Well I've decided to do a
disclaimer every chapter so
Disclaimer: It's not like it's changed overnight people, I'm still not J.K. Rowling, so I don't own squat of this really
Ok now to recognize those wonderful people who deserve recognization...ya
Romantic shade of blue: Eh...Ron'll get over it. But yeah, poor Hermione
HermyGWeasley: bows Why thank you. It get sadder though so...get out those tissues!
Dancechic4526: Well...I dunno if I'd say evil...stupid maybe...but as mich as I love Ron, I have to say, he is being a git
Contraversial-Roses: You're crying?? :"( sniff....my words touch somebody. Glad you really think it's cute though. Yeah, ya know she's richer then the queen, not such a bad deal :P
Kashiaga: Yes...it tis sad. But it gets better...well no that's a lie. It gets worse...then it gets better
George's Brother Fred: Wow!! OOPS!! Thanx for pointing that out lol. They're just right next to each other.
Janessa: three wows...wow...Don't die! (they might accuse me of murder noooo!!) :P
Ok...so you people who don't review probably don't care about all that stuff so, just for you, I'm going to shut up now and get writing...HAPPY???? :P :P :P :P :P
Start of Chapter
Hermione tiptoed into the grove where she and George had first been together. She felt a need to be quiet and solemn. The wind blew gently at first and then, as if knowing her plan, picked up. She smiled, but it was a sad smile. One that showed how much she really missed him. She pulled out of her jacket the picture Mrs. Weasley had taken of her and George the last time she was at the Burrow. Just the sight of his slightly lopsided grin brought tears to her eyes.
"Oh George," she sobbed unable to hold back the tears any longer. "I loved you...so much, so much more then you will ever know. But..." she choked and sank to her knees. "I release you...George Weasley...you are no more then a memory to me now." And with everything she had, she let go of the picture. The wind picked it up and blew it over the tops of the trees and off into the distance. Hermione's small body shook with sobs. It was all she could do not to drown herself in the pond.
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The picture continued flying, over houses and trees and lakes and rivers. It flew for many miles as though carried by magic. The wind carried it over countries, over cities, over towns. It carried it for three days, before dropping it at the magically at the bound feet of a young man. At the sight of the picture, the man lost all pride and hope. He broke down into sobs. Maniacal laughter surrounded him.
"Oh they will come," it laughed. "Do not fear, they will come."
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Harry tried his hardest to shake off the unsettling feeling that had been bothering him ever since Hermione came in from outside. She went immediately to Ginny's room and refused to talk to anyone. Ron was acting much the same way, only he would talk to everyone but Harry.
Luna did her best to comfort him but he felt awkward around her too. He hadn't realized it until that night at dinner, of which neither Ron nor Hermione attended, but he was the only one who had his "significant other" still alive. He felt lucky, but horrible. Luna seemed to understand though and gave him plenty of time to think to himself.
Wish I could write a longer chapter but we're leavin so I have to go. I promise a long one when I get back. So much is gonna happen in this story. I'm like living thru it now lol Until the tree barks Chilli
Disclaimer: It's not like it's changed overnight people, I'm still not J.K. Rowling, so I don't own squat of this really
Ok now to recognize those wonderful people who deserve recognization...ya
Romantic shade of blue: Eh...Ron'll get over it. But yeah, poor Hermione
HermyGWeasley: bows Why thank you. It get sadder though so...get out those tissues!
Dancechic4526: Well...I dunno if I'd say evil...stupid maybe...but as mich as I love Ron, I have to say, he is being a git
Contraversial-Roses: You're crying?? :"( sniff....my words touch somebody. Glad you really think it's cute though. Yeah, ya know she's richer then the queen, not such a bad deal :P
Kashiaga: Yes...it tis sad. But it gets better...well no that's a lie. It gets worse...then it gets better
George's Brother Fred: Wow!! OOPS!! Thanx for pointing that out lol. They're just right next to each other.
Janessa: three wows...wow...Don't die! (they might accuse me of murder noooo!!) :P
Ok...so you people who don't review probably don't care about all that stuff so, just for you, I'm going to shut up now and get writing...HAPPY???? :P :P :P :P :P
Start of Chapter
Hermione tiptoed into the grove where she and George had first been together. She felt a need to be quiet and solemn. The wind blew gently at first and then, as if knowing her plan, picked up. She smiled, but it was a sad smile. One that showed how much she really missed him. She pulled out of her jacket the picture Mrs. Weasley had taken of her and George the last time she was at the Burrow. Just the sight of his slightly lopsided grin brought tears to her eyes.
"Oh George," she sobbed unable to hold back the tears any longer. "I loved you...so much, so much more then you will ever know. But..." she choked and sank to her knees. "I release you...George Weasley...you are no more then a memory to me now." And with everything she had, she let go of the picture. The wind picked it up and blew it over the tops of the trees and off into the distance. Hermione's small body shook with sobs. It was all she could do not to drown herself in the pond.
???????????????????????????????????????????????
The picture continued flying, over houses and trees and lakes and rivers. It flew for many miles as though carried by magic. The wind carried it over countries, over cities, over towns. It carried it for three days, before dropping it at the magically at the bound feet of a young man. At the sight of the picture, the man lost all pride and hope. He broke down into sobs. Maniacal laughter surrounded him.
"Oh they will come," it laughed. "Do not fear, they will come."
???????????????????????????????????????????????
Harry tried his hardest to shake off the unsettling feeling that had been bothering him ever since Hermione came in from outside. She went immediately to Ginny's room and refused to talk to anyone. Ron was acting much the same way, only he would talk to everyone but Harry.
Luna did her best to comfort him but he felt awkward around her too. He hadn't realized it until that night at dinner, of which neither Ron nor Hermione attended, but he was the only one who had his "significant other" still alive. He felt lucky, but horrible. Luna seemed to understand though and gave him plenty of time to think to himself.
Wish I could write a longer chapter but we're leavin so I have to go. I promise a long one when I get back. So much is gonna happen in this story. I'm like living thru it now lol Until the tree barks Chilli
