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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
37
Views:
12,982
Reviews:
398
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Currently Reading:
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She's On Her Way
A/N: I do not own any Harry Potter Characters, just my Laurel and her family.
Thank you JKR for your brilliant characters!
A/N: OK I KNOW, I know this is short, but this was necessary. Don’t fret the next one is LONG, like 20 plus pages…
(Shoos you off) Go read and tell me what you think!
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Ch 31 - SHE’S ON HER WAY
Ron sat in his room relishing in the quiet and surge of tingles that rolled over his body, his blue eyes staring intently at the opened letter clutched tightly in his hand.
It was from Hermione.
Said letter had arrived only moments before and was addressed to both Harry and Ron.
Ron, disregarding that fact, had opened it immediately.
He reasoned away the pang of guilt that nipped at him to wait until Harry returned, thinking that since Harry was still in the Ministry meeting he would not want Ron to wait and see when Hermione would be returning to them, so he opened it without a second thought.
Ron felt another shiver of excitement run through him, his heart beating a little faster and his palms getting moist as he read:
‘Dearest Harry and Ron,
I am so very relieved to hear that you are safe!
I was shocked and so frightened for you when I received your letter Ron, telling me about the attack. I knew I had to come back at once to be with you and told my parents I had to return to London immediately.
They were very understanding and have made the necessary arrangements for my return. I will be back tomorrow, 20, July. Upon my arrival, I will immediately go to the American Embassy and should be there in the early evening, around 6pm.
I am so glad to be staying with you and that you are in a secure location. I will be very worried until I see for myself that you are both well and safe.
I look forward to meeting your new friend Laurel also. Please tell her family when I will be arriving so they will not be surprised.
And, please don’t be concerned about me, I am fine. Our vacation has been uneventful and I am actually very glad to be able to return home earlier than planned.
I am, however NOT happy at the circumstances.
I know I don’t need to tell you how disappointed I am in you both for going out to a muggle club by yourselves! Honestly, what were you thinking? We shall discuss this further!
But for now, stay safe and know that I miss you both terribly and can’t wait to see you again!
Much affection,
Hermione’
Ron flopped back down on the bed and closed his eyes. She’s on her way. She’ll be here tomorrow.
Feelings washed over him in an uncontrolled torrent and Ron sighed welcoming them, for only when he was alone would he allow himself the secret pleasure of thinking about her.
Rarely having total moments of solitude, Ron reveled in the quiet.
He could barely recall over his 17 years a time when there were no shrieking brothers or family members stomping around an already-too crowded house, when there were no rowdy roommates chuckling or jostling about in boyish camaraderie, or even in the deepest part of the night when someone wasn’t snoring or moving about – not even then would the unknown assailant allow him one occasion of complete silence so that he might overcome the gnawing nervousness and insecurity that clung to his soul every time he fantasized about her.
So when these rare fragments of time presented themselves, he savored them dearly. For then and only then would his mind wander to her…HIS Hermione.
The Hermione that was all he could ever dream of possessing, the Hermione that filled his deepest and strongest desires. The Hermione that was more than a friend…and he feared, more than she would ever want to be…
Frowning as his mind tumbled backward recalling memories past, he truly didn’t know when it had begun.
But, it had, and somewhere along the way, over these past 6 years Ronald Weasley had fallen madly, totally, achingly in love with Hermione Granger.
Ron however, could not get past his insecurities and refused to accept the idea, (so beyond his reach did he think it was) that Hermione could look upon him as anything more than a friend.
And out of that insecurity grew a tiny granule of jealousy, starting as a spec of nothingness and continuing on until it bubbled and swelled and now sat squarely on his chest, poking and jabbing at his heart, reminding him of what he could never have.
Fueled even more by the knowledge that Ron had never given Hermione the chance to see if it could have been.
And now that jealousy was completely out of control.
Ron had suddenly become aware one day of the anger and the resentful tendencies that sprang up seemingly over night…
He found it hard to watch Hermione say hello to Dean or Seamus in the common room. He had to resist the urge to pummel Malfoy any time he sneered or even glanced at Hermione in the hallways…
He fought with great pangs of guilt the itch to shove Harry away from Hermione every time she would sit next to him or help with his homework. Anytime her arm would brush briefly against Harry’s, Ron would jump as the resentment washed over him or if Harry put his arm protectively or affectionately around her shoulder he wanted to rip it away…
It overwhelmed and scared him senseless, because if Ron spoke to Hermione about his feelings, he was sure what her answer would be…Deep down, he knew where her affections truly lay.
And Ron could not risk losing Hermione.
He would rather his love went unrequited, than have her out of his life. And she would be in his life, till his dying breath. - Of that he would make certain.
Sighing in frustration from all that had happened, he finally let sleep wash over him.
Ron had been impatiently awaiting a response from Hermione before he’d let himself rest, and now knowing that she was safe and that she would be back with him tomorrow, he let the sleep soak into his being and he welcomed it…
Hermione was on her way home, on her way to them…to him.
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A/N – Did you like? Does Ron make you sad and long ? I need to know! Thanks and big hugs!
PLEASE LEAVE ME A MESSAGE HELLO IF YOU SO LIKE - I Sure would love to hear from you!
Lorett
Thank you JKR for your brilliant characters!
A/N: OK I KNOW, I know this is short, but this was necessary. Don’t fret the next one is LONG, like 20 plus pages…
(Shoos you off) Go read and tell me what you think!
____________________________
Ch 31 - SHE’S ON HER WAY
Ron sat in his room relishing in the quiet and surge of tingles that rolled over his body, his blue eyes staring intently at the opened letter clutched tightly in his hand.
It was from Hermione.
Said letter had arrived only moments before and was addressed to both Harry and Ron.
Ron, disregarding that fact, had opened it immediately.
He reasoned away the pang of guilt that nipped at him to wait until Harry returned, thinking that since Harry was still in the Ministry meeting he would not want Ron to wait and see when Hermione would be returning to them, so he opened it without a second thought.
Ron felt another shiver of excitement run through him, his heart beating a little faster and his palms getting moist as he read:
‘Dearest Harry and Ron,
I am so very relieved to hear that you are safe!
I was shocked and so frightened for you when I received your letter Ron, telling me about the attack. I knew I had to come back at once to be with you and told my parents I had to return to London immediately.
They were very understanding and have made the necessary arrangements for my return. I will be back tomorrow, 20, July. Upon my arrival, I will immediately go to the American Embassy and should be there in the early evening, around 6pm.
I am so glad to be staying with you and that you are in a secure location. I will be very worried until I see for myself that you are both well and safe.
I look forward to meeting your new friend Laurel also. Please tell her family when I will be arriving so they will not be surprised.
And, please don’t be concerned about me, I am fine. Our vacation has been uneventful and I am actually very glad to be able to return home earlier than planned.
I am, however NOT happy at the circumstances.
I know I don’t need to tell you how disappointed I am in you both for going out to a muggle club by yourselves! Honestly, what were you thinking? We shall discuss this further!
But for now, stay safe and know that I miss you both terribly and can’t wait to see you again!
Much affection,
Hermione’
Ron flopped back down on the bed and closed his eyes. She’s on her way. She’ll be here tomorrow.
Feelings washed over him in an uncontrolled torrent and Ron sighed welcoming them, for only when he was alone would he allow himself the secret pleasure of thinking about her.
Rarely having total moments of solitude, Ron reveled in the quiet.
He could barely recall over his 17 years a time when there were no shrieking brothers or family members stomping around an already-too crowded house, when there were no rowdy roommates chuckling or jostling about in boyish camaraderie, or even in the deepest part of the night when someone wasn’t snoring or moving about – not even then would the unknown assailant allow him one occasion of complete silence so that he might overcome the gnawing nervousness and insecurity that clung to his soul every time he fantasized about her.
So when these rare fragments of time presented themselves, he savored them dearly. For then and only then would his mind wander to her…HIS Hermione.
The Hermione that was all he could ever dream of possessing, the Hermione that filled his deepest and strongest desires. The Hermione that was more than a friend…and he feared, more than she would ever want to be…
Frowning as his mind tumbled backward recalling memories past, he truly didn’t know when it had begun.
But, it had, and somewhere along the way, over these past 6 years Ronald Weasley had fallen madly, totally, achingly in love with Hermione Granger.
Ron however, could not get past his insecurities and refused to accept the idea, (so beyond his reach did he think it was) that Hermione could look upon him as anything more than a friend.
And out of that insecurity grew a tiny granule of jealousy, starting as a spec of nothingness and continuing on until it bubbled and swelled and now sat squarely on his chest, poking and jabbing at his heart, reminding him of what he could never have.
Fueled even more by the knowledge that Ron had never given Hermione the chance to see if it could have been.
And now that jealousy was completely out of control.
Ron had suddenly become aware one day of the anger and the resentful tendencies that sprang up seemingly over night…
He found it hard to watch Hermione say hello to Dean or Seamus in the common room. He had to resist the urge to pummel Malfoy any time he sneered or even glanced at Hermione in the hallways…
He fought with great pangs of guilt the itch to shove Harry away from Hermione every time she would sit next to him or help with his homework. Anytime her arm would brush briefly against Harry’s, Ron would jump as the resentment washed over him or if Harry put his arm protectively or affectionately around her shoulder he wanted to rip it away…
It overwhelmed and scared him senseless, because if Ron spoke to Hermione about his feelings, he was sure what her answer would be…Deep down, he knew where her affections truly lay.
And Ron could not risk losing Hermione.
He would rather his love went unrequited, than have her out of his life. And she would be in his life, till his dying breath. - Of that he would make certain.
Sighing in frustration from all that had happened, he finally let sleep wash over him.
Ron had been impatiently awaiting a response from Hermione before he’d let himself rest, and now knowing that she was safe and that she would be back with him tomorrow, he let the sleep soak into his being and he welcomed it…
Hermione was on her way home, on her way to them…to him.
______________________________________________
A/N – Did you like? Does Ron make you sad and long ? I need to know! Thanks and big hugs!
PLEASE LEAVE ME A MESSAGE HELLO IF YOU SO LIKE - I Sure would love to hear from you!
Lorett