Chapter 12 – I Love You Too
Harry Potter - A Walk to Remember
Rated: T
Dedicated to/story: dutchtulips
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters or places mentioned in the Harry Potter books. They all belong to J.K.Rowling. I do not own the plot/events that occur in this story, they belong to Nicholas Sparks.
Summery: Harry and Ron not friends with Hermione? But with Draco? And in Slytherin? What happens when Ron gets in trouble and is forced to work alongside Hermione, will the two overcome their differences and fall in love? What will happen to their friends, families and Hermione's health? R&R (HG/RW).
Chapter 12 – I Love You Too
The next few days flew by in a blur for both Hermione and Ron. When the professors called on Hermione, she couldn't answer their questions, all she could focus on were Ron's words; "I love you."
It was silly really
How did she know if he loved her?
The guy who'd called her names since first year?
It could be a trick, some joke his friends had set him up with
But then, the look on his face when he's said he'd loved me. And even worse, the look when I'd told him she shouldn't love me.
It couldn't be fake, it just couldn't
Could it?
Ron felt as though he'd gone to hell and back. His heart felt in two. He wanted to hate her, but he couldn't. He loved her, simple as that. The one word he'd refused to say to anyone after his dad left was said to someone who had rejected him. He never wanted to say it again. "Humph" he scoffed. "Love."
Hermione had done a good job of ignoring him over the last week. Every time he'd tried to talk to her, she disappeared. She'd even started to sleep in the Gryffindor Common room instead of sleeping in the Heads Room.
It was becoming harder and harder to ignore the feelings inside her heart. Ever since Ron had said he loved her, she'd known she loved him. But then she'd gone and said he couldn't love her. She didn't know how to approach him, tell him she loved him. She lifted her hand to finger the necklace Ron had given her.
Ron sat in class watching Hermione. She lifted her hand to touch the gold necklace he'd given her. "Well, that's a good sign" he thought "if she's still wearing the necklace then she must not hate me."
After classes that day, Hermione got up the courage to approach Ron in their common room.
"Hi"
"...Hi Hermione"
"Oh... I was hoping we could talk" she said fiddling with the gold necklace.
"Sure" he said, plopping himself down on one of the couches.
"Well, Ron, I was thinking –"
"Wow, that's a first" he bitterly cut in.
"- Must you do that, I'm trying to apologize"
"Oh?" He sat up a little straighter.
"Yes, Ron... I'm sorry. I over reacted when you said... when you said..." she stumbled
"That I loved you" he filled in for her.
"Yes, when you said..." she breathed in deeply, and gushed out "that you loved me, and I was thinking about that, and I've taken a moment to listen to my heart, instead of my head, and I've realized what it had been trying to tell me... and that is... that I love you too."
"Seriously?"
"Um...yes"
"Oh, wow" Ron sighed. "You don't know how much I've wanted to hear you say that. Say it gain please, just, say it again"
"Ron" she giggled "I love you"
"Oh Hermione!" Ron quickly stood and pulled her into a hug. After a moment, he pulled away slightly, and leaned down to her, as she leaned up towards him, slowly, ever so slightly, his lips touched hers, in a soft, gentle kiss.
Once their lips had left each others, Hermione pulled back ever so slightly, and looked into his eyes, "So what does this mean?"
"Well, it means, that I love you, and you love me, and that we're together... and will be for awhile, I hope."
"Mmm... I like the sound of that, us together for awhile, us in love... love..." she sighed.
Wow, sorry for the really long wait before i've updated... i do have a reason.. but yes, i know, it really isn't an excuse, my tentative plan is to update this upcoming weekend, and then if everything goes well, this story should be done.. around the end of February early March (hopefully)
Reviews are greatly appreciated!
-Zarroc-