All Because Of A Bet
My Horrible Existence
"I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
I'm already torn"
(Natalie Imbruglia - Torn)
"Come on mate, you'll have to leave this room sometime today."
I glanced up at Harry before sending him an angry look and closing the door in his face.
I know I shouldn't be mad at Harry. After all, it wasn't really his fault that I just lost the only woman I had ever loved.
That stupid bet!
I punched the wall angrily and grimaced as the blood ran down my arm. That stupid wall!
Leaving my room right now was out of the question. I couldn't let anyone see me like this, all depressed and feeling sorry for myself. Especially since, I had just spent the whole night crying on the floor in fetal position, thanks to the idiotic bet! Ok, I wasn't really crying but it should be considered that. My eyes look all dark and puffy due to the amount of sleep loss and my expression is stuck in this weird frowning position, which I believe will last forever, the rest of my life, and don't forget the rest of my horrible existence!
"Ron, seriously! It can't be that bad. Just go apologize or something."
I grabbed the nearest item in reach and threw it at the door.
"Go away!"
"Don't be such a wimp!"
Ok, that isn't fair. I really can't stand that word.
I yanked open the door, rushing past Harry and ran into the kitchen... my safe place. Nobody ever really goes in there besides Mum, unless we are eating, which is obvious. I sat down in the nearest chair and grunted loudly before beating my head against the table.
"You know, you're going to get brain damage if you keep doing that."
I looked up, grimacing, and sputtered slightly. Bloody Hell! I should have remembered Hermione would be here!
"I don't care."
"Oh Ron, stop feeling sorry for yourself."
I sputtered again, mouth open wide in shock.
"Are you forgiving me then?"
"Does it look that way to you?" She replied sarcastically, sending a stern glare my way.
"But, you didn't even give me a chance to explain!"
"Aw, why don't we go cry about it."
"Hermione! Please..."
She laughed evilly before jumping up from the table and opened the door.
"Stop whining! Oh and Ron? I would consider being really nice to me. So for now, I forgive you. But don't underestimate what you'll have to do to get me back."
And with that she smirked as she went through the door and out of sight.
Well, at least I have a chance now. Maybe I should stop feeling so sorry for myself...
A/N – I know, I know…. The chapter is really short… but I had to kind of introduce the next part of the story, 'cause Ron will have some major work to do and he better do it good! And as always, I have some interesting surprises coming up. I really hoped you liked it, so if you don't mind… review! I love your reviews, guys! They mean so much to me! J
TheDaughterOfKings – You're so right… But, hey! What the hell… Go Hermione! You rock girl!
snuffles101 – Wow, I guess everyone should feel bad for Ron… He gets hurt so easily and not to mention, so often.
ballet mistress – Aww! You're so nice! That was sweet of you… Thanks so much for your review!
suckr4romance81789 – Of course! These stories always turn out happy in the end… unless you read those really weird ones, where Harry dies or something.Sniff! I get all emotional reading those!
- The Wind
