Ron and Shanon: Story 4
Chapter 9
"Shanon! Open this door right now!" Shanon's mother continued to pound on her bedroom door.
"Open it!" She yelled. She was becoming agitated with her daughter's rebellious behavior.
Finally, Shanon opened the door, glaring. Her hair was tousled and her clothes dirty and wrinkled. It seemed like Shanon didn't care about anything anymore. Her mother sighed and patted Shanon's matted hair down caringly.
"Shanon, do something to your hair."
"MOM!" Shanon pulled away from her mother's touch and closed the door. Her mom sighed and rubbed her eyes irritatingly. They had bags and were getting strained.
"OPEN IT SHANON!" she yelled. Shanon opened the door, glaring.
"Now listen to me." Her mom said, serious. "Your father is coming home today. And....."
"Oh you mean my DEATHEATER father?" Shanon said loudly. Her mother jumped and shushed her.
"Not so loud!"
"Oh, why? Is it illegal to be a DEATHEATER?" Shanon said more loudly, pounding the wall.
"STOP THAT!" Her mother yelled. "Someone will hear!"
"MOM, DO YOU THINK I CARE??"
"You SHOULD! It's your own father!"
"Mom, he's a deatheater. I....." Shanon gritted her teeth. "I DON'T CARE!" She yelled. She slammed the door to her room with brute force and locked it angrily. She could hear her mom yelling loudly. But instead of listening, she turned up a song loudly and looked out the window, staring at nothing in particular.
It was a while till she finally turned the music down and opened her door quietly. The house was still. She listened, but she couldn't hear her mother in the kitchen.
Creeping down the stairs very quietly, she peered around the corner, into the kitchen. But no one was there. No one was in the living room either. She came to the bottom of the stairs and walked into the living room. In the middle, floating above the table was a note. Shanon stepped over the rug and picked it up.
"Dear Shanon, I have gone to pick up your father from the train station. Please be presentable when we return. Much love, Mom."
Shanon crumpled the paper and stuffed it into her jeans pocket. She ran upstairs to her room and began brushing her hair and putting on new clothes. She went down to the kitchen and threw fruit into a blender, not knowing what else to do. As it mixed, she looked at herself in the mirror. The last time she had seen her father was when she was four. Now she was a young woman. What would he think?
He better not make me a deatheater.....she thought, gripping the top of the blender more severely. In a minute, it was all blended, and she poured the smoothie into a cup and drank it slowly, walking around the house. Every room, except hers, seemed to carry a rotten aura now. She sighed and stroked the couch. She missed her childhood. She missed her life at Beau Baton.
I wish I had never gone to Hogwarts. I wish Dad had never come back. I wish Voldemort had killed him first.
She went back into the kitchen and rinsed the cup in the sink. Wiping her mouth, she walked down the hall and outside. Then she crossed over to David's house and knocked on the door.
She knocked once, twice, until David opened it, eating an apple. Shanon laughed. He looked so cute with it in his mouth. David grinned through the bite he was taking, turned around, finished chewing, then turned to her again and smiled.
"Hey, what's up?" he said. Shanon looked up at him. She couldn't get over how perfect he was. It was now September, and two months from when she had broken up with Ron. Time had seemed to pass so quickly with David with her. She looked into his eyes. They were beautiful. So blue....
But not green.......a voice in her head said. Shanon shook her head and forced herself to hug David. He hugged her back and kissed the top of her head softly.
"What's wrong?" he asked quietly.
What's wrong? Shanon said to herself. Do you really want to know? What's wrong is whenever I kiss you, I see his face. Whenever you hold me, I feel him. Whenever I look at you, I find myself wishing it was him.
Tears rolled down her cheeks. She didn't say any of this of course, but her heart ached slowly and painfully.
"My dad is coming back to stay today." She whispered, tightening her arms around him.
It's David.........not Ron. Ron is bloody gone from my life.
"Oh I'm so sorry." David hugged her back. "I'm sure it'll go fine."
No......
"Yeah I hope so. I can't stand him."
"I bet."
Save me David......
"I don't know where to run to anymore."
"Run to me." David pulled away and looked into her eyes. She stared into him. "To me." He said again, more slowly. "Because I love you so much."
Shanon began to cry.
I've been crying too much......
"I love you David." She whispered.
"I love you too." He said. "And I want to protect you."
Shanon gasped and stepped back, losing her footing and slipping off the step. David grabbed her hand quickly and pulled her into his chest, holding her back.
"Are you ok??" he said franticly.
"Yeah......" Shanon rubbed her forehead.
You stole his idea! She thought angrily. Stole it! Don't say that to me! He said that too!
Shanon sighed and looked at her watch. She froze when she saw that a good 20 minutes had already passed since she had left the house. With the 30 minutes before that she had spent in the house, her dad would be home by now. She pushed away from David and started down the steps.
"Where are you going?" he called.
"Dad's home. Probably." She yelled back.
"I didn't see them come in." David yelled back, confused.
"They probably went in the back door." She said, mustering a smile. She waved and walked up her steps, into her house.
"Mom?" Shanon peered around the door carefully. She blinked. There was no one. She walked in further and heard the floor creak beneath her. She walked in further.
"Hello?" No answer. A cold wind blew in from the living room and Shanon shivered.
It's so cold........she thought. Then her heart froze. Cold........
Shanon ran into the living room very quickly and stopped short. Her mother was on the ground. Not moving.
"MOM!" Shanon ran to her mother and felt her pulse. It was barely there. She was completely white and her eyes were like glass marbles. There was no breath coming from her nose.
"MOMMY!!!" Shanon yelled. She started to cry, but ran outside and up to David's house. She pounded on the door with her fist. Finally David answered.
"Wow Shanon calm down I....."
"DAVID MY MOM IS DYING!! CALL ST. MUNGO'S!"
David's eyes got wide and he raced back inside to the fire for the floo network. Once Shanon could hear him access it, she ran back to her house to stay with her mom. Tears flowed out of her eyes as she held her mother's hand.
"Dad did this?!? DIDN'T HE???" Shanon screamed. "DIDN'T HE??? BASTARD!!!" She was screaming her lungs out just as the St. Mungo's people arrived.
"GET AWAY!!" Shanon screamed.
She couldn't remember anything after that. Just David holding her and her mother's being carried out. And a black cloth disappearing out the back door.
Author's Note: I liked this chapter. It showed a lot about Shanon and David's relationship too.
I'm thanking reviewers:
Xxrupert-grint-loverxX: You've been such an awesome reviewer for the whole thing! Even all the stories! Thanks so much! Hope you still like it!
kameko-chan: Aww I'm so glad you like it! You've been great too!
Amy: aaah you're right! My stories ARE like that! But, me better then JK? Wow that's a big huge.....thing. I don't know...... Thanks anyway! I'm glad you think so!
hermyandron4evr: You've been reviewing really nicely too! Thank you! I'm glad I got to meet you too! Do you like it even though it's not Hermione Ron?
Pia O'Leary: Oooh it's sooo cool that you're reviewing my stories! I like your reviews a lot! Your stories are good too! And I'm glad you like Shanon! Lots of people don't......lol aaah the pains of being an OC writer eh?
