Hey, guys. Sorry for the late update. My com went funny and I can't login to my account but, thank God, it's alright now! Im sooo looking forward to GOF and it's only a few days away! I can't wait!

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L. Kim

Chapter 9

Ronald Weasly was sitting in an arm. His head was bent over a book and he didn't look up

I sighed. Alright, I must do what I've come to do even when it's fucking hard. Oh, I hope is him who sent it. God, please let it be him…………

My hand went into my pocket and squeezed the note tightly.

"Good morning, Ron"

He still didn't look up

"Come-on, Ron. We can't go on like this. I need to talk to you"

His head shot up but he didn't catch my eye "What?"

"About….About… something very important" Oh, God. I wished he will look at me properly.

"Something important?" he cocked his eyebrows. His voice was quite hollow and I couldn't hear the usual lively tone in his voice "Make it quick, then. I'm busy"

Busy? You're reading a book, for Merlin's sake. How could you call that busy?

I swallowed and walked slowly to him "Ron, I need you to look at something"

"What?"

"This" I took out the parchment and laid it on his lap. I quickly pulled away. His brow furrowed as he studied it and an unusual gleam appeared in his eyes.

"Ron?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady

"What do you want, Hermione?" he said and his voice was harsh. Then he threw the note across the room into the fire. The parchment caught the flames and was burned. I stared at it, my heart hammering. It's gone. My first love letter. Burn to ashes….. The first letter I've ever gotten from an admirer is now turned into ashes. My mouth went dry and I gaped at Ron. What the hell? He had never done a thing like this before. How could he? I'm being decent and this is the way he treated me?

"Ronald WEasly" I got his name out despised my tight throat. "What do you think you're doing?"

He didn't answer and pick up his book. He didn't look at me.

In the name of Merlin! I wanted to pulled out my wand and turn him into a rabbit at that very moment!

"Ron! Look at me!" I said but he didn't

"I'm being good, you know" I said to his red head. "All I want to know is that…you wrote that or not? If it wasn't you. At least you could just…"

"Give it back to you and let you feel proud for having a secret admirer who call you beautiful?" he snarled

"Oh my gosh. This is getting way out of hand!

"Ron! That's not what I'm going to do!"

"Well, that's a surprise" he spitted, still not looking up

"Ron, you know me. You know I won't do a thing like that! You know me don't you?"

He still kept his overlarge fat nose behind that ruddy book!

"Ron!" my heart was thumping so fast and I was sweating all over "Ron! You know me! You do! After four years and you know that whatever happens, what ever comes, I still……."

I stopped and looked down at the ground. I couldn't say it. I just couldn't. Please, God.

He wouldn't listen. He never would. He had never listened!

"Ron…" I said, this time in a hoarse whisper.

He fidgeted and his ears turned red. I thought of how many times he turned red and every time he turned red in a most ridiculous situation. He went red without any reasons… I missed him.

What the hell did I just said?

WHAT? Did I said, did I admitted that I miss him?

I couldn't do this anymore. I could. I couldn't. I'm not brave enough.

I know it's funny, saying that I'm not brave enough.. I had defeated many death eaters, help Harry killed Voldermort and faced many terrible battles and yet……… here I am, saying I'm not brave just because one stupid boy? Is sitting in front of me?

Why?

I know why but I couldn't say it out. I'm not ready. Not brave enough to say it. I'm not brave enough to say it to him and get him! God, I wanted to strangle him for being so damn difficult.

"Alright, Ron" I said and turned back to the fireplace "I'll just….go. I hope you know what I've meant to say and couldn't"

I took some fallow powder and stepped into the fire. I stared at the top of his head and hoped for the last minute that he will somehow look up

"Goodbye, Ron"

I dropped the floor powder at the moment I whispered "The Burrow"

The voice of Callestina greeted me as I stepped out of The Weasly's large fireplace and was wrapped in a tight hug by Mrs.WEasly

"Hermione, dear" She looked at me and gasped "You look terrible!"

"Oh, I'm alright" I had completely forgotten my morning fight with the wooden vase" Is Ginny here? I thought she will be here for the day to rest"

"She's upstairs in her old bedroom" Mrs.Weasly smiled "She couldn't stand Callestina and went u with a muggle thing called ratio or radier or whatever" she waved her hand animatedly

"A radio?" I asked. Fancy Ginny having a radio

"Yes, I think that's what it's called! Arthur bought it from a muggle shop, along with some muggle music. He likes them a lot but I've always found them quite too loud and too….squeaky. Do you know what I mean?"

IO laughed "No, Mrs.WEasly"

She grinned "Well, go upstairs and have a chat with Ginny. I'll have a hot meal ready for you when you come down"

"Thank you, Mrs.WEasly" Talking to Molly Weasly always lighten up your spirit, no matter how bad you feel. I took the stairs and opened Ginny's bedroom door. Ginny was sprawled on the bed, reading a book.

The radio was on a small table, baring a loud pop song

"Hi, Gin"

She turned to me "Oh, Hermione!" she sat up and hugged me

"You look well! " I observed her stomach "He or she seems to get bigger since the last time I saw him or her"

Ginny giggled "Sit down. I'm so glad to see you" she moved to make a space for me on the bed and I sat

"Where've you been?"

I shrugged "At Ron's"

"At Ron's!" her eyes went wide "How did it go?"

I sighed, studying my fingernails "A disaster" and I told her the whole thing

She patted my arm caringly "It'll work out in the end, Hermione. Don't worry."

I nodded. People always say that but can you believe them? I shook the thought out of my mind and turned to the radio "What are you listening to?"

"Muggle-music" she handed me the cd "I begin to like it. It's nice"

I looked at the name of the album. Love songs hit…

Why did everything have to be love today? Why do people have to suffer from love? Crap….

The song ended and a new one began. It was much lighter, much more easy listening and the lyrics hovered in the room

"I've listened to this one a hundred times" said Ginny and she laid back down "It's quite nice actually. "

"I craned my neck, trying to hear the words clearly. It was a strange song I've never heard before, yet it gave me a strange feeling that pierces my heart. A feeling of….I don't know how to describe it

Notice me

Take my hand

Why are we

Strangers when

Our love is strong

Why carry on without me?

And every time I try to fly I fall without my wings

I feel so small. I guess I need you baby

And every time I see you in my dreams I see your face you're haunting me

I guess I need you, baby………..

"Hermione!" Ginny's voice jerk me awake "What's wrong?" she put a hand on my shoulder

I gazed into her brown eyes and my lips started to tremble.

This totally sucks. Yet I couldn't help it. Hermione Granger is acting weird. But I've been acting weird for over a week now

"Hermione, talk to me"

I wanted to tell her to shut the music off and tell her how I feel but my throat was closed and I couldn't get the words out. Finally, I gaped for air and got two words out. The words came like a croak

"Stupid Ron"

Ginny nodded, her eyes filled with sympathy. She pulled me close and hugged me "I know. I know"

And I said the two words over and over again. It made all the sense in the world for me

"Stupid Ron. Stupid Ron Stupid Ron"

But I knew the truth deep in my heart. It wasn't Ron who sent me the note and the mirror. It was another boy…..