Oh hello again! You want another story? Really? Im surprised. Youre very brave for a Ravenclaw, talking to a ghost. I can be really scary when I want to... Eh I dont have the energy today. Are you sure you want another story? Okay then... If you insist... Ron and hermione They were in an argument again. Harry was too busy being the chosen one to notice. He was scared for them, but he still didnt seem to realize the feelings they shared. And neither did they. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It had all started with a word. Mudblood. Blood traitor. Words theyd heard their whole lives. But never from each other. They were talking about grades. And Ron had accidently said too loud... How can I be beaten by a mudblood. And that was how it started. Well thanks for your kindness, blood traitor! Well see about that. And they hadnt spoken since. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione was alone. The dorm was empty as all the other girls were at Hogsmeade partying. She was not okay. She had told them that she wasnt feeling well and to go on without her. She definitely wasnt feeling well. But not in the way they expected. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ron was all alone. He had stayed behind from Hogsmeade as well, with the same excuse. He even had the same symptoms. The symptoms of a broken heart. He unknowingly had chosen the bunk closest to the girls dorms in first year. He was mere inches from the girl he couldnt stand, but couldnt stand without. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ At Hogsmeade Harry was asked what was the matter with Ron and Hermione. They were both sick, but neither was EVER sick so this didnt make any sense. They were both missed at the party and no one understood why they hadnt come. Even their best friend. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Do you like her? A confused Harry asked a sulking Ron. He hadnt spoken in three days. That was really rare. Like REALLY rare. Ron? I think Im in love. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hermione was still sitting in her room feeling nauseous and uncomfortably cold when a knock sounded at the door. Another girl went to go answer it, but said it was a message for Hermione. She walked to the door and knelt down to examine the red flower growing out of the floorboards.... On the underside of a single leaf was written: Dear Hermione. You are the most important thing in the world to me. Forget the mudblood and blood traitor, those are just stupid stereotypes. We can just be Ron and Hermione. Will you be mine? Roonil Wazib ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Two days after the war everyone was at the burrow. They were all mourning and celebrating as one collective mass. Every one from Harry Potter himself to Winky the drunken house elf was there in attendance. This of course included Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley. There was dancing and singing as well as funerals. Laughter and joking as well as tears. There were many to be mourned. But it was still a happy time for Ron. He had a plan. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Everyone was coming up to a magically enhanced podium to talk about their experience and their loved ones who had died or been injured or had lost children or parents, brothers or sisters or friends. Everyone had gone up except Ron. I will miss Fred dearly, and Im so sorry he wont get to see this, but I think its for the best... He would agree I think... Because family matters the most. And survival. And hope. And a future. Said Ron as he stood at the podium in front of the whole magical world. Hermione Jean Granger, you and I have survived seven wonderful and awful years together as the best friends to the amazing Harry Potter. We have done everything from battling Voldemort to... Ummm well, battling Voldemort! (Some strangled giggles). For seven years you have tutored us and sassed us back into our place at the bottom of our class while you rose to the top! (Everyone laughing) You have given us a reason to stay together... So we could stay in Hogwarts and not flunk out!!! But on a more serious note, youve survived being with me for this long... I was wondering if you wanted to bear with me for a few more years? Okay hopefully many more years??? Will you marry this lovesick blood traitor, you beautiful, smart little mudblood? There was a long pause as the audience realized what he has said. Mudblood! Thats an awful way to propose!!! But she walked up towards the podium from the back of the room and said ever so quietly... Yes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Many years later at The Burrow, you can see a glimmer of magic at the fingers of a witch and a wizard. The wizard was a redhead and the witch a brunette, their three children all somewhere in between. There is a ring on the finger of the wizard that is very confusing. It is a simple wedding band, but there are words engraved onto the inside. The witch has a similar band, also with words. They said: (On her ring) the mudblood and her (On his ring) blood traitor are finally (Outside of both) together. Thank you for listening! I know you have tons of homework to do... A 3 foot essay in charms! If you dont get that done youll be in deep trouble... And not just with me! Now run along and Ill tell you another story tomorrow. Do you have any ideas so I can get my thoughts together? You do? Oh great! Can you write them down here please? Have a good night and get it all done! ~The Gray Lady
Posted on: Tue, 05 Nov 2013 23:26:27 +0000
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