The True Meaning of Love
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Chapter 2 – So much for grovelling!
Ron had apparated to his and Lavenders flat in Westminster. They'd been living there for the past two to three years but somehow it didn't feel like home. He noticed three large fluorescent pink suit cases in the hallway and frowned. Lavender had threatened to leave him countless times before, but had never actually done it. He'd always been able to stop her on way or the other. But judging by what Harry had said, and by the look on her face earlier at the shop in Diagon Alley, he wasn't so sure.
"Lavender?'' he called through the silent flat.
There was no reply. He walked into their bedroom and saw her bent over another pink suitcase.
"What do you want?'' the suitcase asked him.
"Lavender we can talk about this! Of course I want to marry you! We've been through worse haven't we?''
"Yeah, and it always seems to be your fault! I don't get you Ron, when we're together you ignore me and act as if I'm a complete stranger and yet when I say that I'm going to leave, you beg me not to!''
Ron knew that she was talking sense but he couldn't admit it. He wanted to win her back, not loose her.
"Please Lav! I love you and I know that you love me. We can get married straight away, tomorrow even!''
Lavender looked at him with a blank expression.
"You're being ridiculous! Look, can't you see that I'm doing this because I love you! I'm offering you a way out! Take it!''
Ron badly wanted to say yes, but he thought of his mothers face in ten years time, ashamed and angry at him for not giving her grandchildren.
"Lavender...''
"Leave me alone Ron! I'm going to my mums and I will not be coming back!'' she said unusually calm.
She went into the hallway and apparated with all of the fluorescent suitcases. Ron saw red. He couldn't believe that he'd done the exact same thing again. He'd manage to loose Lavender just like he'd lost H, Hermione.
He walked into the bedroom and saw an old photo of him and Lavender the day Sirius was born. Lavender looked genuinely happy. He felt so ashamed when he looked at his own face, Fake smile and happiness. All of the emotions- guilt, anger, loss, pity it was all too much for him to take. He furiously tore up the room, throwing photo frames and furniture lay smashed throughout the room. He collapsed in a hopeless heap on the floor and started crying. He didn't hear Lavender apparate back into the flat. He looked up and saw her shocked and scared face. She cautiously walked up to him and threw the keys onto his lap.
"I forgot to give you your keys back.'' She almost whispered.
"Lavender...''
"Ron, get some help, sort your life out. Just don't expect me to be with you.''
And she apparated in front of him.