Hey guys. Thanks so much for all the reviews. I really appreciate it! But, bad news(kinda): I was able to update my first two chapters(well the prologue&Chap one) within a day, but that's going to change starting next week. This past week was my first week of school, so I had time to upload the stories, but sadly that's going to change this coming week. Ill try to update at least once a week. Once again, thanks for the reviews, keep them coming! :)
Also, This chapter is in the perspective of Ron AND Hermione(first ron, then midway through it changes to hermione), and it starts off right where chapter one left off, except now its from Ron's view of things. Enjoy!
Ron turned from the door, his heart aching for a reason he did not understand. When he looked at the girl, he felt as though something was missing, but try as he might, he couldn't figure out why.
He slowly made his way up the stairs, once again trying to figure out the strange feeling he had for the girl he barley knew. None of it made sense, and his family sure wasn't helping with the missing pieces. Ron shook his head, this was too deep of thinking for this hour of the morning. He opened the door to the room and made his way to his bed. He glanced over at the black haired boy lying in the bed next to him. He felt the same emptiness when he looked at the boy, but it wasn't on the same level and he did not understand.
He let out a big sigh, come on Ron, if you want answers you know this is the way you will get some, he prepped himself.
He sat up in bed, propping his arm up to hold his head on and cleared his throat loudly. The boy in the bed stirred, and rolled over onto his other side.
"Pst..harry," he whispered. When the boy did not respond, he spoke a little louder.
"Harry...Harry. HARRY!" He said in a much louder voice, no longer trying to whisper.
The boy flew up in bed, and looked around; clearly startled by the sudden sound of his name being called. When the boy took notice of Ron looking at him, he calmed down a little and eased back into the bed.
"er, yes Ron?" Harry asked in a sleepy voice.
"I...um-I want to know what happened," Ron stated firmly as best as he could.
Harry gave him a suspicious look and sighed.
"Look Ron, I know this must be incredibly aggravating. But Molly-er I mean Mrs. Weasley, said we couldn't discuss these things without her in the room..."
Harry awkwardly scratched his head and avoided Ron's eyes that starred at him with uncertainty.
"Yes well, I know mum. And I know the rules. And Im not even sure if I want to know everything. But please. Fill me on some of the things that happened the last 7 years of my life." Ron pleaded.
Harry felt pity for his best friend, and so he figured there wouldn't be any harm in telling Ron a few major events that had occurred.
"Well alright, lets see. Where would you like to start?" Harry asked as he grabbed for his glasses, placing them on his face.
Ron grew silent for a minute, considering where he wanted to start. Learn about the friendship you share with him, Ron decided to himself.
"Start from the first time we met, if you remember."
Harry laughed and pondered for a moment before beginning the long story.
"We first met because I didn't know how to get to platform 9 and 3/4. So your mum helped me, then we just sort of ended up in the same compartment. We ended up buying everything off the trolley and then Herm-" Harry stopped himself before he could continue.
"Then what?" Ron asked curiously.
Harry shook his head and adjusted his glasses.
"I er...I think we should be talk about this in the morning," Harry stated quietly.
"But Harry it is morning!" Ron protested.
Harry let out a sigh, but didn't continue his story.
Ron woke up awhile later and found that the sun was shinning high in the sky. He moaned as he crawled out of bed and headed down to the kitchen. As he entered, he found that the whole family was already there.
Mrs. Weasley was making breakfast as George and Fred plotted ideas for the shop. The girl-Ron had recently figured out her name was indeed Hermione-was hunched over with her nose in a book. Harry was whispering in Ginny's ear, and she was giggling at his remarks. Percy was chatting with Mr. Wealsey about the ministry, while Bill, Charlie, and Fleur chatted about the days events.
Ron took the open seat next to the girl known as Hermione and smiled at her. She made no notice of it, and Ron felt his ears turn red. He must have looked ridiculous, smiling at girl that wasn't paying any attention to him.
Mrs. Weasley made her way over to the table and sat down; flicking her wand at the breakfast as it floated toward everyone who was seated.
As everyone dug into their meals, Ron cleared his throat and jumped at his next chance to get information.
"So...uh..I was wondering if any of you could give me information about my relationship with Hermione.." Ron asked with a mouth full of food.
Hermione looked up from her book, blushing. Everyone was silent and looked from Mrs. Weasley, to Hermione, to Ron.
Mrs. Weasley starred at him with her jaw dropped, her food and fork midair. Mr. Weasley eyed his wife nervously and stood from the table.
"Look at the time, I've got to get to work," He kissed Molly on the cheek before walking out the door and apparating.
The kitchen was filled with completely silent as they waited for Mrs. Weasley to speak. She finally found her voice and looked at Ron sympathetically.
"Oh dear, you don't need to worry yourself with unnecessary information. When the time comes, you will remember," She said sweetly.
Ron felt himself grow angry with his mum. Before he could open his mouth to argue, someone else shot up from the table and slammed his fist into it.
"'Unnecessary information' 'UNNECESSARY INFORMATION?' MUM HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT TO HIM! CONSIDERING HERMIONE IS SITTING IN THIS VERY ROOM! HOW SELFISH CAN YOU BE?" Percy started to shout. "Afraid he's going to leave once he remembers everything, are you? Think you can keep him here forever if he doesn't remember? that's just SICK. Bloody hell mum, this is HIS life. how can you sit here and make comments like that and not feel any guilt? HE DESERVES TO KNOW ABOUT HIS GIRLFRIEND!" He spat.
Everyone's eyes, with the exception of Molly, widened at the shocking outburst from Percy.
Mrs. Weasley opened her mouth, and quickly shut it again as Percy whipped around to become face to face with her.
"YOU HAVE NO RIGHT!" He shouted as he shook his finger in his face. "STOP PRETENDING TO BE A GOOD MOTHER, AND START ACTING LIKE ONE!"
With that, he stormed out of the back door, slamming it shut as he left. Moments later there was a loud CRACK. And once again the kitchen grew silent.
Mrs. Weasley's face was torn between rage and sadness. She was shaking head to toe, and had tears on the verge of falling.
"He's right you know," Fred and George mumbled under their breath.
Mrs. Weasley sadness disappeared and was replaced completely with anger.
"HOW DARE YOU!" She screamed. "OUT! GET OUT! ALL OF YOU!"
Fred, George, and Ron were seated in the living room. The rest of the house had quickly evacuated after Mrs. Weasley's meltdown.
Ron was sitting an the old chair, picking at the fabric. Well that went well, Ron thought sarcastically. He had only witnessed Percy lose complete control a few times, but he had never seen his mum become speechless. He felt guilty for starting a fight, but at the same time, he knew it wasn't entirely his fault.
Fred's voice pulled him out of thought, and he looked up at his brothers who were both seated on the couch.
"What?" Ron asked confused.
"I said, don't feel bad about what happened. Percy was right. Maybe he didn't do it the right way, but at least he stood up for you." Fred explained.
Ron studied his brother to make sure he was serious. when he didn't say anything, Fred continued.
"She really does love you, ya know? She's put up with SO much. Not just right now, but for the longest time. I know you don't remember, but there were times when you were horrid to her."
Ron was speechless. Fred was never this serious. Ever.
"Shut your mouth Ron, it looks quite disgusting. Honestly," George said.
Ron noticed his mouth was open and quickly smashed it shut.
"Yeah ickie Ronniekins. You'll never when 'mione back that way," Fred stated flatly.
And as quick as it came, it was gone; Fred and George were back to the joking selves that had always been.
Hermione and Ginny were locked away in the room they were sharing. Hermione was sobbing into GInny's shoulder as Ginny comforted her with soothing words.
Ginny understood Hermione's heartbreak, for she had had her fair share of heartbreak when Harry had left her last year. But she knew her heartbreak was nothing compared to Hermione.
"Its-not-fair...she-I...Percy.." Hermione choked out in between sobs. Ginny hugged her friend.
"It's okay 'mione. It'll be okay. I promise. He loves you," Ginny said sweetly.
Hermione pushed her away.
"Stop. I'm so tired of people telling me 'oh he loves you it'll be okay'. The OLD Ron loved me. This Ron," Hermione pointed to the door as she spoke. "This Ron doesn't even know who I am Ginny."
Ginny gaped at her. She had never thought about it like that, and she was stunned.
"Hermione, I-" she was cut off by the sound of a knock on the door.
"Uh come in," Ginny said as she cleared her throat.
Both girls were surprised when it was Ron that walked through the door.
"Uh, Mind if I talk to Hermione for a minute," He looked around nervously. "Alone." He added when he saw that Ginny wasn't moving from her spot.
Cliff Hanger ;) While I was writing this, I thought it was going to be much longer, but the more I wrote, the more I realized that there was too many things happening that if I made it longer, it would be more confusing. I hope that makes sense. And I'll try to update once more before the weekend is over, because Im not sure Ill be able to update this coming week at all /:
well thanks again for all the reviews! Keep them coming! :)