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So good. I love it. You both have a talent with leaving us cliffies. It is so frustrating...ugh:) but your amazing writers so that makes up for it. Pams, cant wait for more. ***Sarah*** |
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I winced as she dabbed at my arm. The ointment stunk and when it came in contact with my skin it sizzled. Madame Pomfrey had decided that it was time to heal the not-so-bad injuries seeing as the practically dead walking were cured. The wound the had ripped the muscle from the middle of my arm to the middle of my forearm. Mom had it mostly healed but only one layer of skin had stretched over the ugly cut. I wrinkled my nose as Madame Pomfery continued her dabbing. I could feel eyes on me and when I looked away from my arm my eyes met Hermione's. Some nurse from St. Mungo's was gingerly tapping her cheek with a wand. Her cheek was bloody and I hadn't realized that the 'hole' in her cheek was that bad. She had it plastered with a yellowing fabric, so of course I hadn't. I teared my gaze from the gash and met her's once again. Her eyes pleaded with me but I just scowled and looked away. If she didn't trust me then why should I even bother? But I thought of how she kissed me in the Room of Requirement. I thought of how she got so freaked out in Chamber of Secrets and how when I took her hand she calmed down. How as she pierced the cup with the Basilisk fang and how she had cried when the scream echoed out from the metal. A memory that surprised me was the first time we met. I was thinking all these things when Madame Pomfrey moved away. “There.” She blew at a strand of hair that fell in front of her wrinkled face. Her forehead was coated in a sheen of sweat. “Keep your sleeve rolled up for a couple of hours, dear, so that the ointment doesn't smear.” She patted my cheek and said so gently I could barely hear it; “Good luck with everything Mr. Weasley. Rumour has it your name is going to come out for the Wizard games. I hope I don't see you in the infirmary again.” I was dismissed. I stood up from the plastic chair, gave her a small smile and turned on my heel. It was half way to the common room that I noticed footsteps behind me. I spun around and caught her Hermione just before she slammed into me. Her light brown hair was clean and she had it cut to just past her shoulders. She had a little bit of bubblegum pink lip gloss shining on her lips. I hated it. She was so much prettier when she didn't try. “Ron!” she gasped, but I narrowed my eyes at her. She was a terrible actress. Making sure she was steady I walked away, trying to ignore her calling me. She caught up with me quickly and grabbed me arm, digging her broken nails into my skin. I pulled away, hissing. I checked the ointment and grunted in relief when it wasn't smeared. “Ron, please talk to me.” She begged. That was it. All the anger from her not trusting me; of Fred dying; of...everything came out, unable to be stopped, like a tidal wave. “Talk to someone who doesn't trust me? After all we've bloody been through! You know how much I flippin' love-” her jaw dropped. “Loved” I corrected but the damage was done. I decided to ignore it. “you and yet you still think I'd just go to Lavender while I was with you. Hermione, I loved you since I first met you – I just thought I hated you. When you dated Krum,” I said it with such hatred that I surprised myself. “I realized that I frickin' loved you.” Hermione reached out and stroked my jawline, rubbing the stubble on my skin. I jerked away. “No Hermione. I'm sorry. I can't. No. You don't trust me.” Her eyes weld up with tears and I felt as if something had shattered inside. “I brought a piece offering...” she whispered and zipped opened her bag and pulled out a cardboard box. She held it out and I took it gingerly frowning slightly as I opened it. Cupcakes. I gave half a smile. “Thanks...” She knew me way too well. No wait. I'm mad at her. She doesn't know me at all. Then a thought that I had been burying since we broke up hit me. “Is it because I left? When we were searching for horcruxes? Is that it?” My voice broke. “Is that why you don't trust me?” When she didn't reply I shook my head in disgust and shoved the box of cupcakes back at her. “And I thought you loved me...” I turned around and marched away. I passed a broom closet and frowned. I swung open the door and swore loudly. “Neville? Hannah? What the hell are you two doing?” They jumped apart, deers caught in a headlight. “Ron.” Hannah whispered, going pale. Not that she already wasn't. Neville said nothing, just staring at his shoes. Neville looked up and his jaw muscles where tight. “Ron.” His voice broke. I'm sure my eyes were wiiiide. “Pl-” “I won't say anything.” I interrupted. “Just, let's pretend this never happened. Sort it out yourselves. I don't want any part in this.” I slammed the broom closet door and walked off. I pulled out a chocolate frog and sniggered at the card. Harry's face was on it already. I blinked at the fat lady. Before saying the password I plastered a smile on my face. * "Whats that?" A voice beside us all said rather tirdly. A smile was still playing at my lips from my victories but when I glanced up and saw Neville it fell. I wonder why he waited so long to come... |
Oh I love it. So sweetly writen. Though again there was a cliffie, but dont worry both of you cliffiesare signs of amazing writers, which you both are. So keep up the great work, I am waiting. :D °°Sarah |
yay! more please! and I love ron, but i mostly just want those two back together already! haha this is perfect. it's funny when its Ron who's mad and not Hermione. PAMS :) |
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RON: AGGGGHHHHHH. Yeah, well both of them have always had a temper ;) *waves and jumps up and down squealing* Phew. Now that I've got your attention I just wanted to let you know that my amazing co-author is going away for two weeks and will post her chappie then. Enjoy your Hols Eviee |
awww have fun Eviee! I wish I was going away for two weeks...it will be hard to wait that long for more. :) |
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ThankYouEveryone. It was a shock to be nominated but to win!? Woah, i've been frantic about the results for the past two weeks. Thank You Again :loved: |
Will be stalking :D I haven't read all of it yet, but it's good and I won't you to prod me with you post and Eviee! Prod me if I don't read :P |
So sorry for the wait guys, wasn't sure which of the two chapters to post :P SPOILER!!: Nat's reply Really sorry for the wait. I realize the last chapter i had everyone together when at this current point they really aren't don't worry my next chapter will reflect back to that chapter and i do hope you like it (: But this one i felt needed to come first. Sorry! Also the cliffie last chapter will be explained :D Also near the end it's kinda gone in third person because it's from the ghost's POV. The mattress below me sank as i put my weight on it, i drew my legs closer to me and crossed them while settling back against the head board of my bed. I was alone not that i minded, peeking a glance around me I saw how the dormintry reflected parts of the war. A few beds had missing head boards, their curtains hanging by a thread like they had been ripped from their home while the placed was searched. A few beds were even missing a leg or two and now lay broken across the floor - I suspect some curse gone wrong - their owners having not been back to fix them. Stealing a glance at my bed i noticed it was intact minus the curtains which i hadn't bothered to fix, why? There was only her and Melody, the only two remaining Ravenclaw's in her year. The others had either left soon after the battle of now lay in a grave of some sort. Gulping back tears that threatened to fall i moved so that i was leaning across my bed to open my bedside table. The real reason i came up here alone. Yanking the drawer open i looked down into the eyes of some smiling guy. Gingerly i took out the framed photo that i always kept there and continued to stare. His brown eyes reflected how happy he was and the laughing face showing nothing that would come many weeks later. He hadn't known, looking back on the last few weeks i had with him before his sudden, surprising death made me gulp down more tears. I had done crying for him years ago, i told myself as tears began to fall. He wasn't coming back. I closed my eyes and leant me head back, my hand went limp and the picture fell from my grasp and fell onto the floor. I heard the cracking of glass but i didn't move, i was too busy staring at him. In my mind. There he was on the day of the photo being taken, he ran ahead of me as i tried to catch him. We were both laughing, both blissfully in love, both wishing it wouldn't end. Up ahead sat our tree, our place of closure from the rest of the world. Out of breath i watched as he fell to the ground still laughing, i fell next to him onto the damp grass. Once he had his breath back he extended his arms towards me, inviting me to take them. I felt his hands draw against me as i took up his offer, they felt soft against me, he hugged me against him. I closed my eyes and smiled as he missed my forehead. Bliss. I remember taking the photo of him, his protest's of having it taken didn't stand with her and after mare minutes she had managed it and felt proud of herself for it. Catching his carefree face before it all ended, I never did like the way he acted when he was practicing for whatever came ahead in the games it wasn't him. I also never did learn what he was thinking just before he died, was he thinking of me? was he scared? Harry had never told me more than what had happened, he'd put it all behind him. The tears fell even more as i opened my eyes finally. He stood there before me both real and unreal. He stood smiling, that same carefree face that i loved, i knew it wasn't real. A trick of the light? But i didn't care, he was there in front of me smiling. I felt my face stretch into a smile at the sight of him, my smile matched his. I so wanted to feel his arms around me again just like that day but i didn't move. At the thought of this i closed my eyes tightly and whispered; "Cedric, I'm so sorry..." Unknown to her the ghost before her, Cedric, let a tear fall from his eye. His face no longer smiling but held sadness, the tear fell to the wooden floor where it stayed unnoticed by everyone. He missed her. Dearly. When i opened my eyes he wasn't there and i knew it was a trick of the light. Sighing i moved, needing to go find Melody before she came looking for me. Climbing off the bed i bent to pick up the photo and parts of the cracked glass. Casting one more look over it i placed it where it belonged closing the drawer one last time. It was time to move on, find someone new, fall in love again. Turning on my heel i walked from the room, not looking back. |
Well done for the Golden Globe! It's so well deserved! More soon? :P :loved: |
Its amazing I cant wait to read more :D Congrats on the Golden Globe you guys deserved it!!! The charcters are amazing, they are so well developed brings a whole new light to the aftermath of the war :D |
Aww :cry: so sad. Great job Eviee the chapter was wonderful. Can't wait for more. And by the way both of you CONGRATS on your Golden Goblin for this story. It was so well deserved!!!!! ~Sarah |
Lily & Eviee! :glomp: Sorry I haven't read in a while. Awesome work! <3 Congrats on Golden Globe too! :woot: |
hey new reader! Luna_Midnight suggest I read this and Im so happy I did this is brilliant! I cant wait to read more! |
Heya Evvie! I caught up and i'm loving every word! Especially with my Neville! PAMS!!! |
oooh i love this! somehow i forgot to comment on it when i read it--oops :) really great Evie! PAMS |
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Hahah Lily beat me to all the replying. I'd love to say thank you to everyone that's been reading, me and Lily appreciate it a lot! And to be recommended too. That's mind blowing and it's so nice to hear that people like out story enough to do that. thank you again :loved: |
SPOILER!!: Evie's Reply http://i53.tinypic.com/i2lu6w.png I jerked myself out of the dark. Everything was blurry before one or two blinks I could focus on the potion bottle on the bedside table. I groaned as I remembered last night. * I winced. It was risky drinking the stuff. But even mum had recommended it. I was having nightmares. Sorry. Excuse me. It's the same dream over and over. I've tried just about everything. I sniffed the dark purple liquid and gulped it down. My eyes crossed and I just had time to get the thing sitting at the end of the bed before falling back into darkness. * I pushed myself up on my elbows and glanced around. The drapes around my fore-poster were pulled back. Hermione was fast asleep and my mum was stirring constantly in her sleep. I glanced down and smiled at the old rabbit. It was a bit child-ish sleeping with a teddy but this teddy and I go way back. * I sat on the rocking chair, cradling my rabbit when a five-year-old Ron came rushing in, hugging his own teddy to his chest. “Hullo Gin. Whatcha doin'?” It came out in a rush. He was nervous. “Nothing, just playing with Bunn-” “I BROKE GEORGE'S TOY WAND!” Ron sobbed. Tears suddenly rolling down his cheeks. “I don't want the twins to turn Teddy into a spider again.” He whispered hoarsely. I paled. “Quick, give 'im to me, Charlie said that if I treat them like my kids, I might be like Harry Potter's mommy without the dying.” Ron ran over and shoved Teddy onto my lap. I sat Bunny down next to me and sat rocking Teddy back and forth, whispering words or comfort. Just then the twins ran into the room, and they were angry. VERY ANGRY. “Ron! WE'RE GONNA KILL YOU!” Ron was so scared he froze. They started to punch him and when he was down on the ground they started to KICK him. Possibly one of my favourite brothers was being beaten up. I jumped up, dropping Teddy on the chair and ran over to help. Ron was wailing. Gred and Feorge were laughing hysterically and I bit down into George's arm. HE screamed in pain and tried to shake me off. That's when Bill came in. “What in Merlin's pants?” * I got dressed and peeked out the window. It was dawn and I could see the silhouette of someone sitting down near the lake. I pulled on my worn wool cardigan and tip-toed out of the dormitory. I could make out the person just enough to know that it was a boy. As I got closer I recognized red hair. “Ron?” I sat down next to him. He said nothing. “Are you okay?” “I miss him, Gin.” he whispered. “Even though he wasn't exactly a great brother to me...ever. But, ya' know.” “Yah, I know.” I looked away from him and turned my gaze out to the water. __“Ron?” __“Yeah?” __“Can I tell you something?” __“Of course.” “I miss Fred but I miss you too.” Ron looked at me and frowned. “What?” “I was just thinking about it a while ago, we used to be best friends till you went to Hogwarts and...and since you came back from your first year, whenever I'd try and play with you – you'd treat me like-like a gnome in the garden. Always trying to get me to go away. Then the Chamber of Secrets happened and since then I've been something you needed to protect.” I know it's not very Ginny-ish but I couldn't help the brimming tears. I miss my brother, my best friend. “Ginny...” He pulled me into an one armed hug. “I miss you too...” After a bit of sniffling and how we promise we'd try and be closer again, I finally sat up again and gave a watery smile. “So have you entered the Wizard Games?” “Naah.” “Awww. The Golden trio doesn't wanna be in the spotlight any more?” Ron chuckled. “Nope. Definitely not. Did you?” I was silent for a moment. “It was a moment of weakness.” “Oh. You're doomed.” I laughed. “Thanks. That was a wonderful pep-talk.” Ron started to laugh as well. Fred smiled at his brother and sister, sitting cross-legged in front of them, laughing with them. Of course, they couldn't see him. He wasn't quiet ready to say goodbye and let them see him finally move on. He wasn't quiet a ghost but close enough. Then he was sad. His laughing died. “I'm sorry for all the crap I gave you two...” I frowned. “Did you hear something?” “Yeah...It sounded like Fr-Fred.” I shivered and continued my conversation with Ron. “So...could you please explain why you and 'Mione aren't together?” --- :glomp: |
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