The next day Ron and I didn't see each other all day- not that I minded. I spent my day with Faye and Diane, going to classes and looking for souvenir shops on the side streets near the school.
Give me time
To realise my crime
Let me love and steal
I have danced inside your eyes
How can I be real
I was doing my homework out on our veranda when I heard strains of a song. I decided to ignore it and resume studying, but the sound was very distracting. Fuming and wanting to tell off the singing person, I looked out of the veranda.
Do you really want to hurt me
Do you really want to make me cry
Precious kisses
Words that burn me
Lovers never ask you why
In my heart
The fires burning
Choose my colour
Find a star
Precious people always tell me
That's a step
A step too far
Do you really want to hurt me
Do you really want to make me cry
Do you really want to hurt me
Do you really want to make me cry
There was Ron, who had used Sonorus on his voice for me to hear.
Words are few
I have spoken
I could waste a thousand years
Wrapped in sorrow
Words are token
Come inside and catch my tears
You've been talking
But believe me
If it's true
You do not know
This boy loves without a reason
I'm prepared
To let you go
If it's love you want from me
Then take it away
Everything is not what you see
It's over again
He was also a poor singer- now I knew why he wouldn't sing at all the Muggle karaoke bars we went to before.
Do you really want to hurt me
Do you really want to make me cry
Do you really want to hurt me
Do you really want to make me cry
Do you really want to hurt me
Do you really want to make me cry
Do you really want to hurt me
Do you really want to make me cry
Do you really want to hurt me
Do you really want to make me cry
I cringed, but smiled all the same at the effort. I shook my head and left the dormitory to join him outside.
"You always could find a way to stop me from staying mad at you," I said amusedly as he walked over to me near the rosebushes.
"Well.. I missed you Hermione," he said softly. "And I know it was very petty of us to fight about a simple thing like that- will you please forgive me?"
I smiled at him. "It's hard not to."
He grinned, picked me up and spun me in his arms.
He pressed a kiss against my temple and said, "As much as I'd like to continue this, we have to go to bed- early classes tomorrow."
We hugged.
"Goodnight Ron," I said, making my way to the entrance.
He waved in reply and walked back to his dormitory.
That was the end of the first of many fights.
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Christmas was nearing, and since some of the professors had left early on vacation, the boys and I decided to spend the whole day (and possibly the whole of Christmas week) together. We were all thinking of going to England for Christmas, but we had never experienced Christmas in Majorca before, and it would make them sadder to join, then leave them so soon.
We were exploring the marketplace of Majorca, looking at all the colorful dresses and souvenirs and shops.
"I think I need something from there, can we take a look?" Harry asked suddenly.
Ron shrugged and we walked into an exotic body care shop. There were all sorts of lotions and creams and whatnot, sold in these beautiful hand-blown bottles and jars.
Harry bought a full spa kit for Ginny; telling us that she needed to relax, now than ever because of the NEWTs. I was browsing the shelves when I saw this dark blue cream in a beautiful hand-blown jar of different colors.
"Wow," I breathed.
The label on top was pretty simple: Blueberry Body Cream. Made from real blueberries, this is especially good for dry skin. Not tested on animals.
A sign above it said 'Limited Stock! Clearance Sale'. I sighed.
"I don't need this though, as pretty and.. nice as it is," I groaned. I couldn't believe that I could be drawn into buying things because they're pretty!
"What's that princess?" Ron asked, sidling up to and putting an arm around me. I showed him the jar.
"This is a really good product, you know. Very environment friendly, not tested on animals.." I blabbered.
He grinned.
"To cut it short, you want it. I can see why- it's very.. pretty-looking," he teased.
"I don't like things just because they're nice looking!" I retorted.
He raised his eyebrows.
"Well okay, I like it because it's pretty," I grumbled. "Just take me away from it before I buy the whole of it, quick!"
He laughed and dragged me over to Harry, who laughed when Ron told him about my fascination for the blueberry cream.
We bought all our Christmas gifts around the marketplace; I bought my parents a Majorcan cookbook (and made a mental note to mark the pages which had recipes that didn't use sugar), Mr. Weasley an ivory chess set (finding out Ron got his chess skills from him), Mrs. Weasley a box of spices for cooking, Ginny a flow-y colorful dress that was a bit ruffled at the bottom. I got Harry tickets to 3 Quidditch games here. I won't go on because I bought everyone I know a gift, and it would be very taxing to enumerate them all. What did I get Ron? I really couldn't think of anything he liked besides Quidditch, the Chudley Cannons and food. We passed a side street; one post had a flier with Chudley Cannons emblazoned on it. I quickly checked if Harry and Ron were looking, then ripped the flier and pocketed it.
There was going to be a match on Boxing Day, and there was a small note that said, Meet the Chudley Cannons in person! It said to owl a Mr. Arnold Funt, the manager. I owled him immediately, saying that the person I was giving a gift to has been a huge fan of the Cannons since childhood.
What was surprising was that he recognized my name, and offered to have Ron spend the whole day with them, not just the lunch after the match (that was the event where you got to meet the Cannons). I agreed, and asked how much I had to pay. I was slightly nervous- after all, this is a somewhat famous team. But Mr. Funt told me not to worry, and it was all taken care of.
That's what you get for paying attention.
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Good morning again!!:D I'm making it a habit of updating before getting ready for work now:P And.. I don't have anything to say. Wahaha!!XD
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