First. I have some things to clear up from Reviewer Nick. I am NOT uncomfortable with slash fiction or homosexuality. Hell, almost all I read on here is slash fiction, half my stories are SLASH and I have two MPREGS and even more cooking around in my brain, so you see I have no problem with it. There is near two thousand Harry Potter/twilight crossovers and nearly every one of them is Harry/Edward SLASH and only like five are girl!harry. I was attempting to be original. I love HarryPotter and actually do believe he probably was secretly gay. On the matter on why I bothered writing this, was because I wanted to. I had the idea and wished to share it with people to see what they thought of it. Don't think you can base my entire character on one story that I write. I'm sorry if I am butchering good literature for you, but why the fuck did you bother reading this if you were just going to flame me? What? Do you seriously have no life? Good day to you too, sir. Oh and please learn to spell. It hurt to read your bad spelling.
Now to my faithful readers, please leave only constructive criticism. I'm always looking to improve.
AN: I feel mean for leaving that cliff-hanger. Every review was like 'Oh my god, are Ron and Hermione ok?'
AN2: And about everyone finding out they are witches and vampires...since when did the course of true love ever run smoothly? And also you have to admit, in the series, Ron and Harry were a bit dense, weren't they? I mean, Hermione had to scream that Remus was a werewolf before they realised.
AN3: These next few chapters will be quite small, less than my 7,000 word target, anyway.
AN4: So sorry about the wait. My computer crashed and the files of this story were written in a format that I couldn't access when I finally got my computer back and as the chapter was nearly finished, I didn't want to rewrite it and then get it back. So I wanted until my computer was entirely fixed, so here you go.
Chapter 13 – We're Bound To Be Together
"Look at the driver's side!"
"I hope they aren't hurt"
Edward was gone. As soon as he had arrived and pulled me out of the truck, he was gone, the blistering cold of the ice and the roughness of the concrete beneath me was all that I felt. I stared at where he had left, in a flash, like Apparition. But there had been no noise. Gone with nothing but a whisper.
I gingerly placed my hands beneath me, burning the grazes on my hands from when I fell even more, and forced myself up. My legs shook as I put my weight on them and I unzipped my boots and kicked them away, before I looked around to the noise and my blood ran cold.
The truck was resting on its side, the driver's side was smashed entirely into the road, crushed by its own weight.
If Edward hadn't pulled me out...
"Miss? Miss, are you ok?" a man tried to grab me, hold me up while his wife attempted to wrap a coat around me with, 'try and keep you warm, dear, that's it' she muttered in my ear, smiling motherly at me.
Warm. Coat. "Juno, at least put on your coat!" Hermione scolded, shoving the coat towards me...
"Hermione!" I cried, pushing them away and running towards the truck as fast as my rapidly numbing legs could carry me. I avoided all the grasping hands trying to help me. Someone told me to sit down, drink this, put this or that coat on but all I could hear was the sobbing from the truck. A crowd had begun to gather, most parents with little kids doing late trick-or-treating even at this late hour and the others the neighbours who had heard the crash. "Ron?" I ran to the side of the truck, trying to pull myself up to see the passenger side which was now the top of the car.
"Miss? Miss, it's highly unstable!"
I didn't care. I didn't care about anything, apart from knowing if Ron and Hermione were ok. I was frustrated, sick of people forever getting in my way in everything I do. If they seriously think I am just going to sit and wait god knows how long for someone else to help them, then the people of Forks have another thing coming to them.
"Ron?" I felt detached from my body in my worry and fear and I watched myself scrambling at the door of the truck, where Ron was just behind it, blinking into consciousness where he practically hang in the passenger seat. With a snarl of anger, the passenger door sprung open with surprising ease as magic burst through my fingertips, bursting the hinges. "Ron" I sighed in relief, as he stared at me, his face cut, pale, still tied to his seatbelt, but he reached out a hand to my face.
"How did you get out?" he asked.
"I dunno. I must have fallen out when it was in the air" I lied through my teeth, my hands running all over his face.
"Oh, god. Juno, you're blee-"
"Never mind that, are you ok?" I cupped his face in between my hands and turned his head to the left and to the right. He had a scratch above his eyebrow which was only bleeding slightly and a few cuts on his cheeks and his eye was rapidly swelling. Apart from the he seemed unharmed. "You don't have any broken ribs, right, or anything like that?" I asked, running a hand over the expanse of his chest that I could reach in my awkward position. "Hermione?" I yelled into the back as the sobbing continued.
"Miss, please get down" someone grabbed me by the waist and tried to pry me away from Ron. I kicked and squirmed, determined to stay with my friends. "Miss, the paramedics will get them out, please calm down"
"Juno, I'm stuck" I froze as Hermione called back. "I can't get out. The seats aren't-"
"Don't worry, sweetie. I'm going to get you out of there" I called, only just able to make out her shivering form in the loss of light.
"'Mione?" Ron called, leaning around and grasping her hand. I let myself be pulled away as I heard the ringing and blaring of ambulance sirens.
I sat on the pavement with someone's coat wrapped around me, staring at the wreckage that I had caused. My body trembled with the pain and the ice that was seeping through me from the pavement as the adrenalin that run through me in my determination to get to Ron and Hermione faded away. I could Ron talking comfortingly to Hermione as she sobbed. I didn't get to see her. I rocked back and forth as tears began to run down my cheeks.
The paramedics were trying to pull Ron out as easily as possible in case he had internal injuries. He argued, adamant they get Hermione out first. But apparently, they couldn't do that as he was in the way. I prayed she wasn't on the driver's side. She was behind Ron when I was driving. Did she put on her seatbelt? I did. Ron did. I don't remember if she did. I always drove so I couldn't even remember if the back even had a sodding seatbelt.
The paramedics attempted to help me, coax me into the ambulance but I shoved away their helpful hands; Hermione and Ron needed them more.
It was then I inspected the damage down to myself. My outfit was ruined. Edward had already ripped my tights beyond repair, but the wings were crushed beyond recognition and there was rips and tears all along the bodice and skirt. There was an intense pain in my head, throbbing and burning with every beat of my pounding heart. There was blood dripping down my face from where I had smashed it on the pavement when Edward had pulled us down. I paid it no attention. My issues with it seemed irrelevant now.
Edward had somehow gotten to us, by foot, and pulled me from a car in mid-air and managed to land us twenty feet from the wreckage without harming himself at all. He had taken nearly all my weight, and almost the whole force of us falling and managed to leave without a scratch.
"What are you...?"
"Juno?" a gentle voice asked, placing a comforting, yet freezing cold hand on my bare shoulder. "You really need me to look at your injuries". I stared at the man, yet my mind was fighting to try and concentrate. His mouth was moving, trying to tell me something, but the only thing that registered was his radiant pale skin and his golden eyes.
"Cullen" I blurted out, and he smiled at me, nodding.
"Yes, I'm Carlisle" he smiled. "I believe you know Edward, yes? My son?"
"Is he still here?" Carlisle frowned in confusion. "He pulled me out" I explained, struggling to get to my feet. "Is he still here?" I asked, looking at the surrounding people frantically, searching for his bronze haired shape. Carlisle gently took hold of my arm and steadied me as I wavered.
"No, I think he has gone home. Do you want me to call him?"
"No, no, no" I shook my head, my head beginning to grow fuzzy. "He was just here. He pulled me out in mid-air. He left Ron and Hermione. Why did he leave Ron and Hermione?" I snapped at the blond doctor who looked entirely confused about the entire situation.
"Juno, calm down. Now let me-"
"How did he do that?" I cut in. "How did he run after my car? How did he rip open the door and drag me out in mid-air and not get even the tiniest scratch for his effort? What the hell are you people?" I yelled at him, getting right into his face.
(emmett)
Emmett Cullen was always considered the strongest of The Cullen family. His brute strength was even beyond vampire standards. In his own mind he was sure he could possibly take on a newborn and still come out in top condition. He could handle a lot of stuff.
Now his drama queen 'little brother' who was hell bent on rampaging through the streets of Forks to see his girlfriend, was proving a difficult task.
He and Jasper had the unfortunate feat of dragging the disgruntled vampire into the house, kicking, snarling and fighting them as much as his awkward position could allow him. But he was no match for his two brothers, especially considering Emmett was A LOT stronger than him and Jasper had experience with reckless young vampires. Alice led the way into the living room, biting her lip furiously, desperately wanting to receive the visions she knew Edward, hell the entire family, would need to calm down. Rosalie, however, had different plans.
"You're an idiot! You have jeopardised everything!" she screeched as she stomped after the three men. "I refuse to uproot and move, restart high school again because of your stupid mate!"
Edward snarled and even snapped his teeth at her. Emmett growled at the uncharacteristic aggressive action towards his mate and threw his brother onto the sofa, and stood threateningly over him, daring him to move again.
Rosalie bristled like a cat, but stopped herself from speaking as Esme ran into the room. She immediately moved towards her 'youngest son', her maternal instincts already kicking in.
Edward slumped defeated, sinking into the sofa. "I hurt her" he muttered, staring at his hands. Emmett stepped back, feeling guilty. He knew how Edward must have been feeling; if Rosalie was so much as tripped by someone (as impossible it sounded), he would rip their head off. Having a Mate who was still a fragile human must have been terrifying when she was injured. And believing her to have been injured by himself...the guilt must be crushing Edward.
"Edward, she was in a car accident. By saving her, you gave her far less injuries than if you left her in the truck" he said.
"I left her siblings in the truck. I didn't think of getting Ron and Hermione out. How serious are their injuries going to be?" Edward said, looking horrified at the very thought.
"Whatever it is, Carlisle will fix it. Edward, you stopped my vision from coming true. Nobody is going to die tonight" Alice said.
"Carlisle has already called and filled me in about five minutes ago. All three of them have been taken to the hospital. He's sure they will be fine" Esme reassured, rubbing Edward's back as he pressed his face into his hands. "It's only superficial injuries as far as he can tell. Maybe a broken rib or two"
"Has he been assigned as their doctor?" Alice asked, failing to achieve a vision, and sat beside her brother, as Jasper stood by the doorway, his face slipping from its control at the array of emotions flitting throughout the room.
"I'm not sure yet" Esme said, looking sombre that she couldn't help her children in pain "but, Edward, Carlisle will do everything he can to make sure she is safe and perfectly healed again"
"Be better if she wasn't" Rosalie spat. "Then Edward could just turn her and we can have done with all of this"
"Shut up"
"I can't believe how stupid-"
"SHUT UP!" Edward roared, shooting to his feet. The others flinched and stepped away from him, Rosalie falling uncharacteristically silent at the ferocious look on Edward's face. "You don't know how easy is has been for you guys" Edward explained, his shoulders slumping as his anger began to fade. "Your Mates were given to within a decade of your turning at most. I've spent decades, full of resentment because you all had what I wanted most. And I've sat there, ALONE for nearly a hundred years, being forced to watch you" Esme's hand covered her mouth, her eyes full of sympathy as she watched her son pour out all his insecurities and his pain from his loneliness. They had always known he needed his mate and they had tried so hard to find her. He had appeared uninterested; they had had no idea he was keeping all the pain locked deep away inside of himself so as not to upset them further or to be looked at with pity. "You're complete. You always had the one I wanted and the thing that I finally have. You want me to just walk away from her?"
Rosalie drew her eyes away, looking somewhat ashamed. Alice placed her hand on his arm, smiling at him, while the others remained where they were.
Edward took a deep, unnecessary breath before continuing. "I love her more than I will ever love anything in this pathetic excuse that is my life. It's me...and it's her. And that is something you will just have to deal with, Rosalie. Because if I'm forced to choose...I'll choose her. And that is the end of it"
(hermione)
Every word, every face of the nurse or doctor reassuring her when she bombarded them with questions, seemed to meld into nothing in her mind until she was left disoriented and confused. She was placed in a plastic chair, checked absolutely everywhere by the doctor, told she had a few superficial injuries (she could tell them that without the extensive search) and a broken ankle, which was fixed and set into a cast (she never knew how much it hurt to break a bone when she in a Muggle hospital. She had the urge to go to England just so Madam Pomfrey could fix it) and then was left with a cup of water while everyone went and did their own thing and a crutch in case she needed to go to the bathroom.
No one seemed to realise she needed to know where Ron and Juno were. No one even cared.
"Hermione" the brunette looked up through her tears and sobbed anew as she spotted Ron walking towards her. His costume was just as wrecked as hers, bloodstains on his shirt, cuts on his face and a bandage around his wrist. She ignored it all as she jumped out of her chair and all but stumbled into his arms, wailing into his chest. His arms clasped her closer to him, comfortable, familiar.
She pulled away and pressed her lips desperately against his again and again, until she cupped his face in her hands, searching it with tear-filled eyes.
"You're ok" she whispered, her hands shaking.
Ron clasped one in his own much larger hand, and placed a kiss in her palm, tears beginning to fill his own eyes. "Yeah. I'm ok, Mione" he whispered back, with a watery smile. "A few cuts, and I sprained my wrist" he held up his bandaged hand. "You?"
"Basically the same, except I broke my ankle" she hissed, the pain in her joint becoming more pronounced as she became aware of it again. Ron sat on the chair and pulled his smaller girlfriend onto his lap, and held her close.
Hermione buried her face into his shoulder, as her body shook with renewed tears. "I was so scared, Ron"
"I know" he said, stroking her back. "Car accidents are new for us. Normally, its curses, Death Eaters and werewolves. Don't know what's worse really"
"This" Hermione said, rubbing at her eyes. "At least whenever we faced them, we had Madam Pomfrey. She knew what she was doing. No one here knows how to cope with Juno. They won't tell me what's wrong" she wailed, pressing her face into the crook of his neck.
"Hey, hey, hey" Ron murmured, stroking her hair and pressing a kiss on her exposed shoulder. "We're good. We're both ok. Juno's a fighter. Nothing can take her down. She'll be fine. It's all going to be ok"
"Miss Dumbledore?" Hermione looked up, rubbing the tears from her eyes, which widened at the doctor before her.
"Who- who are you?" Hermione asked, though she definitely didn't need to. She already knew the answer the second she laid eyes on him. What other doctor in the entire city was insanely beautiful, translucently pale and had golden eyes and was a doctor?
"My name is Dr Cullen" he replied, asserting her answer. "I have been assigned to your sisters care"
"No. No, no, no, no" Hermione said, shaking her head quickly/ She pulled herself off Ron's lap and rose on shaking feet, leaning on her uninjured Ron. Ron stood up beside her and grasped her hand tight in his own. "We have Dr Williams" she pressed. "Dr Williams checked me, Ron and he said that he's been looking after Junie" she added, and Ron nodded in affirmation. The Cullen's were living perfectly well within a human society and based on the spells she discretely casted; they weren't under the influence of any spells or potions to keep their control. It was based entirely on the will not to feed. But no way in hell was she letting a vampire tend to her bleeding sister, no matter how good his control. Wizards blood, magical blood in general from most magical beings, was much more potent and desirable to them than the average humans one and unless he had control over that desire as well, he would be in trouble.
Dr Cullen smiled kindly at her. "I assure you, Miss Dumbledore, I will do everything I can to make sure your sister recovers. Dr Williams has been called away suddenly and I offered my services"
"Wait...everything to make sure she recovers. What does that mean?" Ron asked, the worry evident in his tone.
"Juno suffered quite a severe hit to the head when she fell onto the pavement. How she remained conscious for so long after the accident is outstanding"
"Juno has a very high pain threshold" Ron said with a shrug. "She probably didn't notice"
"And that is what I am worried about" Carlisle said, with a worried frown. "I can take you to see her now. I believe she is still awake and I need to run some tests. It seems she has been" he paused, almost as if he was trying to find the words. "Very difficult for the nurses to deal with"
"She doesn't like hospitals" Hermione explained. "She's really accident prone so she was always in and out of them. And umm...she's haemophobic" she added, and Carlisle nodded, noting something down on his clipboard. "So as long as she doesn't see or become aware of the blood, she should calm down a little. Just try and distract her from it"
"Would you like to come with me then?" he asked, with a charming smile.
"You can go, 'Mione" Ron said. "I need to call Remus. He called and I sort of told him what had happened. And then I hung up because you aren't allowed mobiles here. So he's probably pissed" he said, the tips of his ears turning red, as Hermione stared at him with an incredulous look on her face.
First, Hermione could imagine the rage Juno would be in when she realised what Ron had done: the werewolf was sure to have a heart attack and would probably book them on the first flight home or would come on the next flight he could get. Though, she was relieved that he hadn't told Molly what had happened (she couldn't even fathom what reaction the mother would have had). Then she was terrified. Ron was willing to allow her to walk off on her own with a vampire, for Merlin's sake.
Then she remembered. Ron didn't know. No one did. She was the only person in the entire town, save for those down at La Push, who knew her sister was dating a vampire. She felt miserable at the fact she had kept it a secret for so long.
"Ok...I guess that's ok" she relented, seeing as there was no other option; from the drooling nurses around her, she was sure people wouldn't understand why she didn't wish for Dr Cullen to treat her sister, when there was no obvious reason not to. Ron smiled, and kissed the top of her head, before he walked towards the payphone. Hermione cast a forlorn look in his direction, before she followed Carlisle down the even whiter corridors towards the room where Juno was now residing, hobbling on her new crutch.
(~~)
Hermione blinked in astonishment as Juno almost leapt on her as she approached her hospital bed. The younger witch had already been put in a gown and hooked up to an IV. There was a bandage on her forehead covering her scar and her new one which Hermione guessed was stitched up. There was still some dried blood that had crusted on her cheek, which Hermione brushed off before pulling Juno into a hug.
"Hermione! I missed you!" Juno cried, and Hermione frowned as her words were slurred. She pulled away from Juno as Carlisle stood on the other side of the bed, consulting Juno's chart, glancing at the two at regular intervals.
"I'm so glad you're ok" Hermione exclaimed, easing Juno back under the covers. Her voice shook. "It was so scary"
She frowned, hurt, as Juno burst into a fit of giggles. "Edward was there"
"Edward? Did you dream about him?"
"Like I would tell you those dreams, Herm" Juno giggled, uncontrollably, squirming away from Carlisle's hands. She threw Hermione an incredulous look, making Hermione interested as to what kind of dreams Juno had been having of Edward, and if any action, such as castrating the vampire, had to be taken. "He was there at the truck. He pulled me out in mid air"
The brunette's eyes widened. "Wh-what?
"He's is so strong. He can fly, Hermione. I always wanted a boyfriend who could fly. He could fly with me! How awesome would that be!"
"Juno? I need to check your temperature"
Juno nodded with a goofy smile, trying to keep a straight face, but squirmed and burst into another laughing fit, as Carlisle touched her "Cold hands. They have such cold hands, Hermione. It's like inherited, I guess"
"What did you give her?" Hermione asked the doctor, tilting the green eyed girls head to left and to the right and peering into her glazed over eyes.
"No" Juno breathed, grasping her hands. "Don't take away the magic" she stage whispered, before throwing her head back and giving a bark of laughter.
"Well, I can assure you, Hermione. She isn't in any pain anymore" Carlisle joked.
"Yeah, she's just high as a kite instead. That's miles better" Hermione snapped, sarcastically, as another nameless, faceless nurse started messing around with Juno's IV, sticking another needle into it. "What are you giving her now?" she said, trying to push away Juno's hands which were fiddling with her hair and babbling on about her New Flying Boyfriend to said boyfriends incredibly and increasingly anxious father who was attempting to treat her.
"I'm sorry, miss" the nurse said, not sounding sorry at all, as she put away the needle, and attempted to bustle Hermione out of the room, Juno giving a whine of protest as her sister was pulled from her grasp, trying to reach for her and would've fallen out of the bed if Carlisle hadn't pulled her back over. "She needs to rest now. We've given her some drugs to ease her sleeping to help her heal. And I'm sure you don't wish to disturb that"
"Wait, June-"
"I love you, 'Mione. You brought me and Edward together. And I will love you forever for it. He's perfect"
All the brunette got was one more glance of Juno's beautiful, yet tired face with that classic goofy grin of hers with the dazed, glazed over eyes courtesy of the drugs, before the door shut in her face and she was shut out in the middle of the corridor all on her own.
"You're welcome" she whispered to herself, as a tear trickled down her cheek.
(ron)
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!
It was bad. It was seriously bad.
Ron Bilius Weasley's foot tapped repetitively against the tiled floor of the waiting room he was currently sitting in. He was the only person in there; visiting hours to patients had ended hours ago but as he was only just released along with Hermione and Juno had yet to be given the all clear (well, Hermione hadn't come and told him if she had), he was adamant on staying until he found out if she was ok or not.
The curly haired brunette had been gone for over twenty minutes and after a ten minute phone all with an antsy werewolf, trying to convince him to stay in England and to not to tell their parents, as well as being in a car accident, he was exhausted. It was taking a lot of his strength to even keep his eyes open, but he forced himself to stay awake until his girlfriend came back.
He heard a sigh and someone drop into the seat beside him. Glancing, he jolted as he realised it was Hermione, who was biting her lip nervously. He grasped her hand tightly.
"Hermione, how is she?"
She took a deep shuddering breath, closing her eyes. She opened them before continuing, "She's fine". Ron sighed in relief, leaning his head against the back of his chair.
"Thank Merlin"
"They said she will have to stay tonight and tomorrow night. It might be longer but as far as they can tell we can take her home Monday morning. She's...lost a bit of blood from her head wound. Not enough to warrant a transfusion but enough to make her ill for a day or so" Hermione continued. "A few cuts here and there, and she cracked a rib or two where she fell on the pavement from the truck so she's on a lot of pain medication"
"Jeeze" Ron said, running a hand through his red hair.
"Ron" Ron glanced to her and his eyes widened in shock as her eyes filled with tears. "I've got to tell you something...it's about Edward"
(edward)
She loves you, Edward.
Though he was extremely annoyed that Carlisle had pumped Juno full of drugs, he couldn't help the smile that tugged against his lips as he replayed his father's memoires through his head. Juno smiling, giggling, pulling Hermione's hair and the curly haired brunette smiling at her in unexpressed joy at her obvious well-being even though it was substance induced. The way Juno's face lit up. How she exclaimed he was perfect and she would love Hermione forever by letting them be together.
He wished he had been there. Could hear her thoughts. Hear the exact moment she said it with his own ears, see it with his own eyes instead of the one Carlisle had given him. He wished he had Jasper's power at least, so he could feel the emotions she harboured for him directly.
"She loves me" he whispered to himself, and his face broke out into his biggest smile, as he turned another corner in the hospital, striding towards his mates room.
His path was blocked by a red-faced, clearly pissed off Ronald Dumbledore.
(ron)
He was an arrogant bastard. He held himself in the way Malfoy had always done when he was alive. So bloody confident he thought he was better than anyone else. Even now, he was marching through the hospital as if he owned the bloody place. His dad, or whoever the hell that vampire was to him, was only an average doctor, not that important.
Edward Cullen paused with a frown as Ron blocked his path. The red-head had never noticed how close in height they were. Sure, Edward had a better build than him (Ron always had been long and lanky, and would never have the muscles Bill or Charlie had) and he looked much faster (scratch that, Ron knew he was much faster. And much stronger, which was why he was glad they were in a public place with so many people nearby). But he knew enough fire-related spells and one particular Diffindo which could cause much damage when focused on a certain area. Or Sectumsempra, he was always eager to try that one out; Juno had said it worked wonders on Death Eaters. She'd never tried it on a vampire (Ron didn't know if she had ever met one before the Cullen's) but he was sure it would have some effect.
"How is she?" Edward asked, his golden eyes wide with obvious worry. Ron brushed aside that thought, and his jaw clenched as he prepared himself.
"I know what you are, Cullen"
Edward looked confused, obviously shocked at the entirely different subject matter. "I'm afraid I don't understand what you're talking about, Ron" he replied, recovering quickly. "Now on Juno-
"Don't you dare say her name!" Ron snapped, pointing a threatening finger at the bronze-haired boy. He didn't look particularly happy at the fact, but he remained silent. "You don't have the right to say her name anymore. You can't think about her, talk to her, go anywhere near her. Understand me?"
He shook his head in obvious confusion, and seemed agitated to move around him and get to the closed door behind him where a sleeping Juno and a passed out Hermione were currently residing in, the latter left in an uncomfortable position on the plastic chairs. "Ron, wh-?"
"I'm so stupid not to see it before" Ron started, sniping at him. "You and your family are a bunch of freaks" the vampire's jaw clenched indiscreetly at the term and Ron saw his fists clench tightly out the corner of his eye. "I knew it right from the start there was something off about you lot but then I said, and Hermione so agreed with me, 'Hey. June's life is shit. It has been so fucked up by so many bastards that maybe I should let her have this. The guy may be weird, but he makes her happy, so all is good, right?'. And I want nothing more than for her to be happy, Cullen. I owe her so much for everything she has done for this family. But now? It's changed"
Edward had remained entirely silent throughout Ron's tirade, obviously mulling the words over in his head, before answering, choosing his words carefully. "What has caused this animosity to me, Ron?"
"I want her to be happy" Ron cut in, almost desperately. "She means so much to me. But more than that? I want her to be safe. And...To be honest. I don't think a fucking bloodsucker is entirely safe for her, do you?".
The effect was instantaneous. Cullen stiffened, his eyes blew wide and he appeared to stop moving all together.
"I don-"
"Don't try and deny it" Ron said, with a sneer. The vampire looked visibly shaken at the exclamation so Ron decided to abuse this moment of weakness. "I'm not telling Juno, it would crush her. You're going to break up with her. Nicely; I don't want her to be so incredibly torn up. Then you're going to leave her alone. No tutoring, no phoning, no talking between classes. I want you to be nothing but a face at school and a distant memory of feelings and words"
"Ron, please" Edward cut in, with a desperate, uncharacteristic plea to his words.
"And if that doesn't happen?" Ron added, ignoring him. "I will kill you, Cullen. And this time? I'll make it stick"
I had real fun writing run at the end there. I had Hermione tell Ron and then it sort of took a life of its own from there and Ron ended up threatening our favourite little vampire.
I actually feel like I'm torturing the characters a bit. I mean, they finally kissed and then they were in a car crash. Edward believes Juno loves him then he is confronted by Ron who says he knows he is a vampire and threatens him to stay away.
Don't worry. Good things will happen soon. Just...not for a while.
This chapter actually turned out to be much longer than I thought it would be. I'm not that proud of it, so sorry everyone.
Words: 5,285
Date: 16/10/10
This story is going to be on hold for a while. I will finish it and it is not abandoned, I just want to focus on my other stories for a while now. I have a part of the next chapter, but it will probably be a couple of months before I post that. I'm really sorry.