A/N: Okay, finally it's here! So yeah, IT'S GO TIME!
Chapter 4
Ron's Realization
Hermione slowed down panting, this was the third bar she had checked and she hoped this would be the last one. The last one where she would see Ron, and maybe he would see her. She ran in and walked to the bar breathing heavily, "Did you..." she said quickly, "See a guy... tall, red head?"
"He's in the back, love!" A man said polishing a glass with a dirty brown rag. You can do this Hermione, you've never been afraid before. I can't oh god I can't. Hermione almost turned around. Seize you're power and get you're ass in there!
Hermione looked around the corner and into the back room, "Ron..." Her head screamed with pain, her heart bleed and she couldn't hear. Ron sat with an over done girl, lipstick smeared across his face and the girl kissing him like she was going to die. Yet the only one who would die was Hermione, her heart pierced and every inch off her body ached. And suddenly Ron looked up.
He looked into her eyes and, Hermione could not look back. Nothing but pain that was all, his eyes where mischievous, her eyes where tiered and still. Not blinking and a signal tear drop trickled down her cheek, people where starting to sing drunkenly, but she couldn't hear the words all she heard was the silence that filled her body.
Hermione? Seeing me snog a hooker. She probably just came to tell you off. But she looks so upset. He could see something in her eyes and in her soul but he couldn't place it. A tear trickled down her face and made her even more beautiful. He pushed Lavender off his lap, and said a quiet 'Hermione, it not...'
"It's not what? Why would I care you're making out with a random stranger?" Hermione said struggling, something wasn't right here. Why is she so upset? Hermione starred at the floor for a minute. Ron starred at her loving her more every second. "Why Ron, would I be mad? Answer it you're self."
She turned around and walked pronounced to the front part of the bar, "Curse it! Curse it all! Just kill me! I give up!" Ron yelled, he wiped the glasses and candles of the table and onto the floor, a crash echoed through the room as the singing died down. "Damn you!" He pushed the light plastic table and it slide into lavender pushing her back.
"Hey, what you doing to the lady?" A tall burley man noticed Lavender struggling from the table. Lavender smiled as the man helped her up. Ron frowned inside and outside. "That's right man; no one messes with the girls!" He flexed his mussels and cracked his knuckles.
"F you!" Ron yelled swinging at him, his hand collided with his head (he swore he heard an echo) and a yelp of pain echoed through the room. Ron got another sharp pain to join the constant piercing of his heart, a foot came driving at him and a pain shot through his body.
"Hey, break it up you punks! Get lost." A shock creped along his spine, and a fell back onto the hard and cold bar floor.
She lied to me! He doesn't love me, what he loves is making out with hookers. Why did I let myself believe this crap? Why would he love me, and why should I spend my time wasting love on him? Because you're a fool for him. I am. Hermione was walking quietly through the park and the sun was setting, she looked ahead the Peter Pan statue stood in front of her and it really was beautiful. She wished she could fell happy again to see that statue and wonder about Peter and Wendi's adventures but she felt that her story was complicated enough.
A little girl and her mother stopped to look at the statue; the girl smiled and looked adoringly at Peter playing his recorder. What horrible story was behind those faces, something sad? There was something sad about every face she saw, and when she arrived home she looked into the mirror and she saw the sadist face yet.
N/F/Y OMG! Poor Hermione and Ron getting into a fight... next chapter will be even more action, and more depth! Haha keep reviewing guys I love you all!