More Chapters!
I'm so happy; I've almost got the story done! You people may not be happy about it, but I can't wait to finish!
Thanks to my Reviewers! Luv you guys! You are the reason that I write this stuff!
Chapter 20
Harry's POV
"Hey, Ron." I whispered, hitting my fist on top of his as we sat down. (Hermione sat the farthest away from him.)
"Hey, mate." He replied, and gave Hermione a furtive look.
"Hey, Parvati." I said to Parvati, leaning over and shaking her hand.
"Hey, Harry." She said, smiling.
"Harry!" Katie hissed. I turned to her and she gave me a look that said quite plainly 'stop interacting with that bonehead!' I just shook my head and turned to watch Krum and his bride walk down the aisle.
Hermione's POV
Tears ran slowly down my cheeks as I watched Victor and Carlotta standing, holding hands in front of the priest.
Carlotta looked beautiful, with her light, celery green eyes, and brown and red streaked, curly hair twisted up into an elegant bun. Her dress was violet, with no frills or lace, but small, white beads covered the bodice. The skirt flowed around her legs, down to the sandals that she was wearing. Her headdress was just a simple crown of white and violet flowers.
The priest began talking, and the tears kept coming. I wasn't crying because I wished I were up there with him instead of Carlotta; trust me, there were plenty of girls around me doing that. Beside me, Katie was dabbing at her eyes too. See, it's just a girl thing.
Parvati's POV
After at least the 17th time I saw Ron glance over at Hermione, I took him aside in the reception room.
"Ron, I don't think things are going to work out between us." I said, feeling tears welling in my eyes as I spoke.
"Why?" He croaked. I shook the tears out of my eyes.
"I saw you look at Hermione at least 17 times during that service!" I exclaimed, wiping at my eyes furiously.
"It wasn't 17! Parvati, look, I love you! We're getting married!" He replied, taking my hand. I took it back.
"Ron, I don't want a marriage where every day you wake up, turn, hoping you see Hermione, but see me instead. You might love me, Ron, but you don't love me as much as you do Hermione." I said, but in a slightly croaky voice because it was becoming hard for me to breathe.
"Parvati, no. I love you!" Ron protested, but I could tell it was slightly half-hearted now.
"Ron. I'll leave tonight, and I'll call Hermione tomorrow. If she says you still haven't gotten together, you're in big trouble." I said, and cracked a small smile. I kissed Ron deeply on the lips, for the last time.
"Bye, Ron. I'll see you around!" I said, and walked out the door.
I know, I'm giving you guys a short chapter which is REALLY unusual for me, but I want to get outside and play some basketball with my brother,and I needed to get this one out.
REVIEW!