I'm back! Sorry, I had a BUSY weekend. I turned 16, and had like three parties. I just finished school. I decided y'all are cooler than homework so… Here goes.
"Dog Days Are Over"
Run fast for your mother and fast for your father,
Run for your children, your sisters and your brothers,
Leave all your lovin' your lovin' behind,
You can't carry it with you if you want to survive…
Hermione thought Ron had changed the night he wrote her the letter. He hadn't. She felt so stupid. He wasn't ready to love. All he wanted was friendship, and he was hoping she wanted the same. She didn't. She didn't know how to "be friendly" with someone you can't help but to love.
She couldn't not help Harry in this time of need. Hunting for horcruxes is no easy task to perform alone. Neither could she simply abandon Ginny, her only outlet for naming Ron's flaws. Ron was just someone she had to mind. He was everywhere she was, and that's the way it always was.
"Running at Ron, she flung them around his neck and kissed him, full on the mouth."
She was saved! The overwhelming feeling of relief cascaded through her limbs, and she found herself kissing Ronald Weasley. And much to Hermione's surprise, he was kissing back.
Maybe Harry was right. Maybe she had been too subtle. Like Ron would understand the poem anyway.
Ha! Short chapter. I'm glad to get that outta the way. Now, I can write what I want. Hehehehe! Expect more updates. Review!
Fact about:Emma Charlotte Duerre Watson.
She turned fifteen before she was allowed to have her ears pierced.