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A/N: I will try to get more chapters posted soon. Got to keep my reputation as the fastest updater here on fanfic! Lol! I'm gonna try to make the chapters a little longer so I can add more stuff in before things get...well, you'll find out in later chapters!
Hermione looked around the table at dinner that evening. Where was Ron? She had seen him earlier setting the table with her and Ginny, but then he disappeared. She ate her dessert (Goulash) quietly, wondering where he could have gone off to. For a fraction of a second, she thought maybe he was hurt. But she pushed that thought far from her mind. He was fine, she convinced herself. He just went for a walk. That's all.
But after ten more minutes of no Ron, Hermione began to worry. She looked around at the rest of the Weasley family. All of them were chatting merrily, no one had a worried expression on their face. Hermione guessed that Ron's absence at the table was normal.
She couldn't take it anymore. She stood up from the table, muttered something about being tired, grabbed her plate, and ran inside. After putting her plate in the sink, she snuck out the back door leading to the garden and ran to the hill that Hermione knew Ron loved to play Quidditch with Ginny and his brothers.
After a long climb up the hill, Hermione began searching frantically for Ron. She looked under the three goal hoops, across the landscape and even went into the forest, which she was terrified of.
"Ron!" she cried out to the trees. "Ron! Where are you?"
Her voice got caught in her throat. Horrible images of Ron being taken away or even...dead floated into her head. She sat down on the nearest rock and began to cry softly.
Suddenly, from a tree above her, a loud rustling noise was heard. Hermione jumped up and started to back up.
"Ron?" she said timidly. She got the impression that whatever it was in the trees, it was something that wanted to take her too. She grabbed a large stick and held it like a baseball bat, ready to strike when the thing came in reach.
The tree shook even more and Hermione posed for a strike. Then, a tall figure fell from the lowest branch. A figure with flaming red hair.
"Ron!" she shouted and began to run towards him.
Ron was lying under what looked like his broomstick. He groaned and put a large hand to his head. He looked up at Hermione and sat up quickly.
"Mione?" he said concernedly. He noticed the tears brimming her brown eyes. "What's the matter?"
Hermione didn't say anything. She just sat down next to Ron and flung her arms around his neck while crying, "I thought you were...dead or s- something."
Ron hugged her back, slapping himself mentally for being such a prat. "Its okay Mione." He said calmly. "I just took a ride on my broomstick and got caught in the tree. Its nothing bad!"
Hermione just cried harder. Ron rocked her back and forth till she calmed down enough to walk. Ron still had his arm around her shoulder as they walked in silence down the pathway in the forest, heading back towards the Burrow.
Finally, they stopped, looking out at the view of his house with the stars poking out behind it. Hermione sat down in the grass, Ron following suite. They stared out at the stars for a while before Hermione spoke up timidly.
"Ron?"
"Yeah." He said, staring at her with his powerful blue eyes.
"Promise me something."
"Okay. What?"
"Promise me, that you'll always be there for me."
Ron looked at her and smiled.
"I will always be there for you Mione. I promise."
Ok. Review please! Need reviews! The next chapter is where things start to get cooky I swear!
A/N: I will try to get more chapters posted soon. Got to keep my reputation as the fastest updater here on fanfic! Lol! I'm gonna try to make the chapters a little longer so I can add more stuff in before things get...well, you'll find out in later chapters!
Hermione looked around the table at dinner that evening. Where was Ron? She had seen him earlier setting the table with her and Ginny, but then he disappeared. She ate her dessert (Goulash) quietly, wondering where he could have gone off to. For a fraction of a second, she thought maybe he was hurt. But she pushed that thought far from her mind. He was fine, she convinced herself. He just went for a walk. That's all.
But after ten more minutes of no Ron, Hermione began to worry. She looked around at the rest of the Weasley family. All of them were chatting merrily, no one had a worried expression on their face. Hermione guessed that Ron's absence at the table was normal.
She couldn't take it anymore. She stood up from the table, muttered something about being tired, grabbed her plate, and ran inside. After putting her plate in the sink, she snuck out the back door leading to the garden and ran to the hill that Hermione knew Ron loved to play Quidditch with Ginny and his brothers.
After a long climb up the hill, Hermione began searching frantically for Ron. She looked under the three goal hoops, across the landscape and even went into the forest, which she was terrified of.
"Ron!" she cried out to the trees. "Ron! Where are you?"
Her voice got caught in her throat. Horrible images of Ron being taken away or even...dead floated into her head. She sat down on the nearest rock and began to cry softly.
Suddenly, from a tree above her, a loud rustling noise was heard. Hermione jumped up and started to back up.
"Ron?" she said timidly. She got the impression that whatever it was in the trees, it was something that wanted to take her too. She grabbed a large stick and held it like a baseball bat, ready to strike when the thing came in reach.
The tree shook even more and Hermione posed for a strike. Then, a tall figure fell from the lowest branch. A figure with flaming red hair.
"Ron!" she shouted and began to run towards him.
Ron was lying under what looked like his broomstick. He groaned and put a large hand to his head. He looked up at Hermione and sat up quickly.
"Mione?" he said concernedly. He noticed the tears brimming her brown eyes. "What's the matter?"
Hermione didn't say anything. She just sat down next to Ron and flung her arms around his neck while crying, "I thought you were...dead or s- something."
Ron hugged her back, slapping himself mentally for being such a prat. "Its okay Mione." He said calmly. "I just took a ride on my broomstick and got caught in the tree. Its nothing bad!"
Hermione just cried harder. Ron rocked her back and forth till she calmed down enough to walk. Ron still had his arm around her shoulder as they walked in silence down the pathway in the forest, heading back towards the Burrow.
Finally, they stopped, looking out at the view of his house with the stars poking out behind it. Hermione sat down in the grass, Ron following suite. They stared out at the stars for a while before Hermione spoke up timidly.
"Ron?"
"Yeah." He said, staring at her with his powerful blue eyes.
"Promise me something."
"Okay. What?"
"Promise me, that you'll always be there for me."
Ron looked at her and smiled.
"I will always be there for you Mione. I promise."
Ok. Review please! Need reviews! The next chapter is where things start to get cooky I swear!