This chapter will have excerpts of Deathly Hallows as well as my story Harry Potter And The Other Side. The entire flashback will consist of both.
Oh and shoutout to thatwitch64 for practically calling this next chapter. I was in the process of writing this when I seen your review lol. Also check out her fics. She's a Romione lover like me and they are so cute!
Sadness is beautiful loneliness that's tragical
So help me I can't win this war, oh no
Touch me now don't bother if every second it makes me weaker
You can save me from the man I've become
Backstreet Boys -Shape Of My Heart
Chapter Fifteen: The Woes Of Ron Weasley
November seemed as if it was a blur of classes for the students of Hogwarts. Keeping busy helped many such as Draco, Ginny, George, and Harry, but it did nothing for Ron as he pondered away about what he was doing around this time of year.
*START FLASHBACK*
"The sword was impregnated with Basilisk venom when you killed it Harry!" Hermione said getting excited. "It can destroy horcruxes!
"You're a genius Hermione!" said Harry happily. The happiest he had been in weeks. "If we get our hands on the sword..."
"We can finally get rid of this damn locket!" Hermione exclaimed not caring that she cursed.
"Yeah! But there's only one problem-"
All of a sudden the bluebell light Hermione had conjured disappeared. Then a couple seconds later it reappeared.
"The sword was stolen." said Ron in a low voice.
He looked like he was annoyed at something. Surely, an argument was going to be brewed.
"Yeah, I'm still here. But you two carry on. Don't let me spoil the fun"
"Is there a problem?" said Harry.
"No of course not. No bloody problem at all."
"Well it must be one if this is how you're acting. Go ahead. Spit it out."
Hermione back away slowly. She then felt something worse than an argument was going to happen.
"All right, I'll spit it out. But don't expect me to be all happy because there's some other damn thing we've got to find. Just add it to the list of stuff you don't know." said Ron angrily
"Ron..." Hermione said looking at him worried. He ignored her.
"I'm not the only one here that doesn't have a clue. None of us know what's going on here. And Hermione just made a discovery. Sorry things aren't moving along at the pace you want it."
"I just thought that you knew what you were doing. I thought Dumbledore would have told you something!"
"I thought you knew what the hell you signed up for!"
"Yeah. I thought I did too"
"Ron please..." pleaded Hermione. He continued to ignore her.
Well, sorry to let you down," said Harry. "What did you expect? A five star hotel where we would stay for free eating on your Mummy's cooking hunting horcruxes on the weekends? I told you everything Dumbledore told me. And in the case you haven't noticed, we've found one Horcrux"
"Yeah, and we're about as near getting rid of it as we are to finding the rest of them which is fucking nowhere!"
"Ronald stop!" yelled Hermione, grabbing his shoulders. "Take the locket off Ron. You wouldn't be saying any of this if you hadn't had it on all day!"
"Oh yes he would," said Harry, "Do you think I haven't noticed the two of you whispering behind my back?"
"Harry we weren't-"
"Oh don't you dare stand there and lie Mione! You said the other day that you thought he should more know that he let on!"
"But-"
"Oh damn Hermione thanks for the doubt too. It's wonderful that my two best mates are talking shit about me behind my back!"
"Harry it isn't like that!" shouted Hermione, tears forming in her eyes.
"Hermione stop lying it's exactly what it is!" shouted Ron in disbelief that all of a sudden Hermione wasn't taking his side.
"Do you know why I listen to that radio constantly? So I don't hear Ginny's name. Or Fred's, or George's or Mum's-"
"You think I'm not listening out for Ginny's name too?! You think I don't know what it's like?!"
"NO YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE! YOUR PARENTS ARE DEAD! YOU HAVE NO FAMILY!"
And that did it. Harry pushed into Ron and they both fell on the ground fighting.
"STOP IT YOU TWO STOP IT!"screamed Hermione trying to figure out a way to break them up.
They had gotten up and each whipped out their wands pointing them at each other. Hermione sprang into action.
"RON, HARRY, NO! PROTEGO!" she shouted putting up a shield in between them. It blasted them on different sides of the tent. Ron and Harry got up and stared each other down with hatred in their eyes.
"Well if you're so fucking unhappy here why don't you go?!" yelled Harry.
"FINE! MAYBE I FUCKING WILL!"
"RON!"
"Go! Leave the bloody horcrux!" shouted Harry.
Ron snatched the locket off his neck and threw it on the ground. He then turned to face Hermione's tear streaked face.
"And you?" he asked. "What are you going to do?"
"What are you talking about?" asked Hermione.
"Are you coming or are you staying?"
She looked at him confused. "I...we are supposed to help Harry. I just can't-"
"I get it. You choose him."
"What? Ron no it isn't-"
"Don't give me that. I've seen you two."
"Ron...you know that's nothing..you know-"
"I'm gone" he said as he walked out the tent into the rain.
"Ron wait!" Hermione yelled as she ran out the tent after him. Harry slumped down onto a chair, face in his hands, regretting what had just happened.
"Ron stop" yelled Hermione, with Ron ahead of her a few feet and gaining speed.
"Ron please!"
"RON!"
He stopped and turned to her as she caught up.
"Ron please don't leave. We are supposed to help Harry." she begged.
"No I'm not staying here Hermione while he keeps leading us to our deaths. Please, come with me"
"Ron... he's my best friend. Our best friend. We promised him. We promised each other. Ron, you promised you wouldn't leave me" said Hermione, tears pouring out of her eyes.
Ron's anger seemed to have left him. He took Hermione by the arm and pulled her close.
"Let me just go blow off some steam." he said his chin resting on the top of her head.
"Ron, please don't-"
"Mione I'll come back. I just need to separate myself for a couple hours. Maybe I can sneak into a town and get us some food. Look Harry and I don't need to be around each other for awhile. We both are fucking pissed at one another so we need to think. I'll come back, I promise."
Hermione looked up into Ron's gorgeous blue eyes. Even in the dark during a storm they still shown bright.
"You got your wand yes?" she asked him.
"Of course" he answered.
"Just be safe. Don't be gone long. And you better come back" said Hermione.
*END FLASHBACK*
He didn't come back that easily. He was kidnapped by Snatchers and then ended up becoming lost. He couldn't find them anywhere, so he went to Bill and Fleur's home, Shell Cottage. He started and got his health up, ate well, was completely out of danger for weeks, while Hermione and Harry were dealing with borderline starvation, not to mention that encounter with Nagini in Godric's Hollow.
He never forgave himself for that despite Harry and Hermione's forgiveness. It was something that had bothered him and continued to bother him. He had nightmares about it, but he couldn't bring himself to tell Hermione about them.
Hermione was no fool however. She knew that there was something that Ron was keeping from her. Something big. Though she didn't know what it was, she was determined to find out.
"What's bothering you?"asked Hermione after Ron had came in from a late night fly with Harry, something Ron only did when he had something heavy on his plate.
Ron looked at Hermione and tries to think of a good lie. He had nothing.
"I'm fine. Just felt like a fly is all." said Ron as he put away his broom.
"You're lying to me. And you told me you would lie to me anymore remember?" said Hermione standing up and walking over to him.
"Hermione, I'm really not in the-"
"Don't give me that 'not in the mood' crap Ronald Weasley. You will tell me what's wrong with you and you will be honest with me."
"And what if I don't want to tell you?"
"Then I just won't talk to you. I'll be in total silence around you every single day. I won't even look at you. I'll share at the wall." said Hermione as she sat down on the sofa and stared at the wall.
Ron smirked. "Come on Hermione you can't do that to me."
Hermione continued to stare intensely at the wall. She didn't make a sound.
"Mione? Come one Mione Jean. You know you want to talk to me." said Ron in a sing some voice.
Hermione sighed and continued to look at the wall as if the most interesting things in the universe was going on on it.
"Awh come on Hermione don't do this. This is bloody childish." said Ron growing impatient.
Hermione grabbed a book off the side table and started reading.
"Is she really doing this?" Ron said outloud to himself.
"Chapter one..." said Hermione as she pretended to read.
"Bloody hell Hermione fine!" said Ron plopping down beside her, irritated that he had caved and she had won.
Hermione put the book down and turned on the sofa to have Ron, ready to listen. Ron took in a deep breath.
"I've been thinking a lot lately about what happened around this time last year." said Ron.
"What happened? The only thing I remember happening is... Oh..."
"Yeah. That."
"Well, what's making you think about that?" asked Hermione.
"It's always on my mind Mione. Just more now than it has been. I just can't stop thinking about it. How I left you. You had begged me."
"But you said you was going to come back, you just needed some time. You got snatched and couldn't find us. It wasn't your fault." said Hermione taking Ron's hand.
"Yes it was. I should have showed you the picture of Shell Cottage. Hell, I should have just walked out and stood in the rain for awhile and then came back. You and Harry were almost killed. You were cold and hungry. And I was fine at Bill's." said Ron staring into Hermione's deep brown eyes.
"But you came back Ron. You did." said Hermione as she straddled Ron, facing him and running her fingers through his hair. "You didn't have to. You could have went home. You could have sat the whole war out Ron, but you didn't. You came back to Harry. And you came back to me. Please don't beat yourself up about this for the rest of your life. Forgive yourself."
"Do you really forgive me?" asked Ron holding onto Hermione's waist. He needed to hear her say it. He wouldn't believe it for himself until he heard the words from her mouth.
"I forgave you the moment I saw your face, Ron." said Hermione, kissing his forehead. "I just couldn't let you know that. I had forgiven you, but I was still angry at you."
"Are you still mad at me?"
"I stopped being mad at you a long time ago Ron. You know that. Especially after Malfoy Manor. Who called my name and made sure I held on? Who pulled me from under the chandelier? Who wouldn't leave my side the whole time I was recovering at Shell Cottage? You saved me so many times love, I could never be mad at you for that mistake. Besides, I...I love you too much to stay angry with you for too long." said Hermione, blushing hard. This was the first time she had ever told Ron that she loved him
"You love me? Me? This ginger haired prat?" asked Ron, amusingly.
"You're my ginger haired prat." said Hermione grabbing at Ron's hair making him hiss.
"Oooh Mione, don't do that."whispered Ron.
"Why not?"
"Because it's making it hard for me to say I love you too when you're making me want to do other things to you." said Ron seductively.
Hermione smiled brightly. He had said it back! And he had also turned her on.
"Other things like what?" asked Hermione as Ron wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into him.
Ron crashed his lips into hers, his tongue begging entry into Hermione's mouth which she happily obliged. She melted under the passion he was feeding her, the taste of vanilla ice cream and apple pie tantalizing her taste buds as their tongues matched each other in a rhythmic dance.
Hermione moved her kisses from his lips to his neck. She smiled as she felt him hardening against her midsection, her body responding to it as she felt herself getting slick down there.
"Ron." she said breathlessly as Ron began to devour her neck. It wasn't like this was something new that they had done. Snogging wasn't anything foreign to the couple. But with this, it felt like they had gotten even more closer together. They had bonded more tonight. So everything they did to each other felt stronger, more intense.
Hermione locked her legs around Ron as he stood up, moving his hands to her back and leg as she held onto his neck, their lips trying to dominate each others as Ron tried to walk into their bedroom. He made it in, and laid Hermione on her back, her legs still locked around him.
He looked deep into the eyes of the girl under him. No other girl, ever came close to making Ron feel the way he did and want to do the things he wanted to do to Hermione. Oh sure every boy had their fantasies about a pretty face. But no random thought ever compared to his thoughts of Hermione. Shit, even when Lavender Brown used to basically lay it out on the table for him, he dared not take a bite. It wouldn't have been special. It wouldn't have been right. It wouldn't have been him and Hermione.
He let his fingers get lost in Hermione's dark locks as his lips returned to her neck, trailing kisses down to her exposed chest. Hermione used to be very reserved about her clothing, hardly ever showing cleavage. But being with Ron and all the affection and compliments that he gave her was breaking her out of her shell and she started showing a bit more skin. Enough to let him look but also to give him something to imagine.
Hermione gasped as Ron nibbled at her exposed skin. The tiny bites were giving her goosebumps all over, her body tingling with pleasure and anticipation of what Ron was going to do next.
However she didn't get to find out as a knock came at the door.
"Ignore it." whispered Ron lustfully, causing Hermione to giggle as she did what he said, their lips returning back to each other's.
The knock came again, a bit harder this time, along with a voice.
"Hey! Are you guys in here? Prefects meeting you know." It was Harry.
It was always Harry.
"Dammit Harry." grumbled Ron against Hermione's lips, causing Hermione to laugh out loud at the vibration.
"I swear he does this shit on purpose Mione." said Ron as he helped Hermione off the bed.
"Oh come on, we have a responsibility. We can always come back to this later." said Hermione as she put her hair back in place.
"Later? But I wouldn't want to do anything but sleep later."
"Are you sure about that?" asked Hermione innocently as she pulled at her collar, exposing her black lacy brastrap.
Ron licked his lips. "Keep doing things like that woman and I'll tell all these gits to leave now."
Hermione laughed as she pushed Ron out of the bedroom and towards the door.
