The Aftermath Of Memories
Summary: She rubbed her forehead, closed her eyes, and thought to herself What in Blaises have I done?...Graduation was a real fog to her right now...A summer at Ron's house might give her a chance...he was leaving soon, and the thought made her want to cry...
Disclaimer: Ok...so If I, Hogwarts-Honeybee owned the Harry Potter characters, I definitely wouldn't be here right now. I think all of you know that without me even writing a disclaimer. So I don't own them, that's it.
Authors Notes: LMAO! I had a thought the other day about The Burrow, and how their bathroom might look... I pictured a family-sized bottle of Pantene Pro-v Red essentials for Red heads sitting in their shower next to a loofa sponge..lmfao!
(also, for those who are a bit confused; Hermione's is in denial, as they both have always been! so, she's in denial of any relationship feelings towards our Ron! Merlin, if I was her, I'd jump him like he was German chocolate! lmao jk!)
Chapter 10- Before you start assuming
The morning that followed the night by the lily pond was an awkward one indeed. Ron was unusually quiet this morning --not that he wasn't any other morning, but something was different about the both of them, Harry noticed. They weren't talking at all. Hermione simply stared down at her plate of food, sifting i around with her fork every once in a while, and nibbling on a piece of toast. Ron was still wolfing down his food in large portions, but he didn't exactly look...happy.
Harry gave them both concerned looks.
"All right Ron?" he asked him. Ron just nodded, swallowing a bit of egg and wiping his mouth. Harry turned to Hermione.
"All right Hermione?" he asked her. She sighed, and nodded her head.
"Better than yesterday anyhow..." she muttered, rolling her eyes. Ron's turned to look at her and he shot her an icy glare.
"Well, maybe some people would feel better if they hadn't made the mistake of leading someone on..." He mumbled back at her.
Hermione glared back "Well, maybe if some people wouldn't just jump out and do unnecessary things, then that person wouldn't have to make those kindof mistakes..." she said aloud.
"Well maybe that PERSON wouldn't have just jumped to conclusions, if he hadn't been lead on!"
Hermione wasn't going to take this. She got up from the table, smiling at Molly. "So sorry..." she said, truly meaning it. She hadn't meant to disrupt breakfast. Ron was just being so...ugh!
"May I please be excused?"
Molly offered her a comforting smile. "Yes of course dear..." she told her. Hermione smiled at Molly, and shot another icy looks Ron's way before leaving. After she'd left, Molly turned to her youngest son, scowling.
"What did you do this time!" she asked. Ron's mouth fell open at his mother.
"What I did!" he asked, dumbfounded "What makes you think that I started this!" he pointed towards the stairs, where Hermione had been.
Molly just shook her head. "Ronald Weasley, I want you to go up an apologize to her..." she ordered.
"But Mum-"
"Just DO it!" She hollered, glaring at him. Ron sighed, getting up from the table and heading for the stairs.
Hermione was sitting at Ginny's desk, scribbling something down on a piece of parchment.
I just can't believe he kissed me. Why did he have to go and do that? I've been so strong up until now. Up until that moment he kissed me, I really thought I could live without him. But Ron is just...so...perfect. Even when we fight, I feel comfortable with him. Probably because we're always getting into brawls. I really don't want him to leave to go play for The Chuddly Cannons after the summer. Because, I'm having a hard time believing it...but I think I might just be in-
"Hermione?" Ron's voice came from behind her, causing her to jump. She spun around to see him at the entrance to her room, and quickly crumpled up the paper and threw it in the trash.
"H-hey Ron..." she said, putting curls behind her ear and clearing her throat.
He entered the room, not taking his eyes off her, until seeing that she had been doing something.
"What were you doing?" he asked, raising a ginger eyebrow. Hermione simply swallowed.
"That's none of your bother, Mr. Weasley..." she snapped, hotly. She was in her defense mode and wouldn't be out of it for a while.
This truly was a comfort zone, the two of them fighting like this. They had always brawled about silly things, and it always felt comfortable in a certain way. As if Ron was the only one she could be herself around. And he was himself right back which made the situation even more...comfy.
Ron glared at her "Well, I WAS coming up to apologize, but if you're going to take THAT tone with me-"
"Oh come off it Ron! You were not going to apologize."
"Yes I was!"
"Why? Did you mother make you!"
"As a matter of fact YES!"
The two were very red in the cheeks now, Ron's chest elevating with every breath he took. is hands were clenched into fists, not that it would mean anything. Ron would never lay a hard hand on Hermione. He was way to soft and way too good a friend. So of course, she wasn't scared of him. Instead, she knew that she could get him so boiled over that he'd almost infact WANT to hit her...but he still wouldn't do it. And he knew if he did, she would hit him hard right back. She had proven herself of that third year.
"Oh, so basically, you can't come off it and admit you're wrong, unless your Mum tells you to!" she asked, folding her arms across her chest.
Ron sighed "Forget it, you're too stubborn, I'm leaving." he said, beginning to walk out the door.
"Oh so now we're leaving are we!" she shouted back, angrily. He paused and turned to face her with a glint of fire in his eyes.
"No, WE'RE not leaving. I'm leaving, and you're staying here." he said hotly.
"You know what I meant Ronald Weasley! Why do you have to be such a smart ass!"
"Maybe I wouldn't be such a smart ass if you weren't so impeccably annoyingly perfect!" he shouted, before walking through the door and slamming it hard.
She stopped for a second. What had that meant? For the moment, she had no idea what to do, so she just sat there, twiddling her thumbs and thinking of the word's he'd just spoken.
"What in Blaises is wrong with him lately!" she asked herself aloud.
"He's in love," a voice replied at the door. Hermione's eyes snapped towards the door, where Ginny was standing. She walked in and slumped onto the bottom bunk of her beds. She stared at hermione with a grin on her face.
Hermione scoffed "Ha! fat chance! In love with who, The Chuddly Cannons? Chocolate frogs? Harry?" she asked, rolling her eyes and leaning back into the chair. one arm on the desk was playing with her feather quill as if she was in denial, which she was.
Ginny sighed "You'll never get it until you come out with it first. So say it. You love Ron."
"I most certainly do NOT love that red haired Git you call a brother!" she shouted at her. Ginny's eyes grew wide.
"Ok Merlin, don't say it then."
"I won't say it because it's not true!"
"Well Bloody Hell, you don't need to go yelling at ME for it!"
"There's another thing!" she shouted "Ron is always cursing! Why would I want to be around someone who curses all the time?"
"Oh come off it! You know you gave up on that years ago!" Ginny shouted back. Hermione was beginning to think that they should quiet down, so Ron couldn't hear what they were saying.
"You're right, because he's so stubborn, I couldn't get it through to him that it's impolite!"
"No, Hermione..." Ginny said, finally lowering her voice. "What you two are doing to eachother now is impolite. You need to apologize and soon."
"I'm not apologizing to him! I didn't do anything wrong!" Hermione said, crossing her arms and staring at Ginny with a 'make me' look. The red-head sighed.
"Fine. But you know you want to." she said, before leaving "And you know he wants you to." with that she was gone, leaving Hermione alone.
She rubbed her eyes with her hands in frustration and stress. This sucked. Ron wasn't speaking to her, he had just left and given up. Not that she'd been a big help or anything. She'd been horrible. The way the two were yelling at eachother.
Sighing yet again, she got up and went out into the hallway and towards Ron's room. Knocking on the door, she walked in to find him laying on his bed and staring up at the ceiling, both hands behind his head. When she came in, he looked at her and rolled his eyes.
"Come to insult me some more?" he asked her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
"No..." she said, "I came to apologize."
He scoffed. "Did Mum make you?" he mimicked her in a high pitched voice. She swallowed, trying to keep herself calm and not utterly pissed at him.
"No Ron. I came because I really am apologizing ok?" she said frustrated. "I'm sorry."
He turned to look at her again, with a raised eyebrow.
"W-well..." he began to say, before sitting upright on the bed "I suppose, I'm sorry too then." he told her "I over reacted and I shouldn't have."
She smiled. "We both did..." she said in a quiet voice.
For a minute the two just stared at eachother again, until it became awkward. Hermione cleared her throat and Ron turned a bit red and looked about the room.
"Well, I guess I'll go now." she said.
He just nodded, so she turned around and left him. Well, at least they were on speaking terms again. This had happened tons of times, but those few minutes had hurt more than any of the other times they hadn't talked. It was weird how minutes away from Ron made her sad.
was this even happening? Was all of this really happening?
She couldn't help but be in denial, could she?
That night, she couldn't sleep. He was on her mind, and wouldn't get off. The day had been awkward, with not much talking between the two, but they had gone swimming and she'd sat on the bank for the longest time, until he had instead she come in. He had stayed with her the whole time, not letting go of her.
She couldn't stop thinking about it. She couldn't get her mind off of him. She wanted to talk to him about everything, but knew she couldn't. She was too afraid of THAT Ron right now.
But then why wouldn't he leave her head and let her sleep?
Getting up, she tip toed to the door and opened it. The hallway was dark and the floorboards creaked, but she was careful. Walking past Molly and Arthur's room was a bit difficult, but she got past it without making too many creaking sounds.
When she reached Ron's room for the second time that day, she didn't bother to knock. Instead she simply opened the door and found him asleep. He was a silent sleeper, his mouth open slightly and drool hanging from the corner of his mouth. She smiled at his appearance. He was adorable.
Walking over to the bed, she pulled back the covers and crawled in. Pulling them back up, she nestled next to him, which caused him to wake up quickly. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked down at the bushy haired girl who was now in bed with him.
"Hermione?" he asked sleepily.
"Ssssshhhh," she told him putting a finger to his lips and closing her eyes. Ron didn't question it. Instead he wrapped an arm around her and closed his eyes as well. Soon the two were fast asleep, Ron a bit confused as to why she did this. Hermione, on the other had, was quite comfortable.
WOOHOO! Cute huh? lol don't ask what the bed thing was I have no idea. it seemed cute to me. so Review plz thx
