Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Everything Falls Down ❯ Chapter Three ( Chapter 3 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Everything Falls Down
By: MinaWhiteDragon
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Mina: Well, I changed my mind and am writing chapter three at school. I’m such a nerd. Lol
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything! sob
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They heard a twig snap behind them and all five swiftly turned around, wands ready. A dark figure was standing there, his face hidden in darkness but they could see his wand was up.
A white light shot out of the figure’s wand and almost his Draco but Hermione cast a protecting spell that reflected the attack back at the attacker who dodged it.
“Show yourself, you fool!” Draco shouted.
“Lumos!” the figure called. His wand lit up and his face was shown.
Jaws dropped and Hermione stepped forward. “Ron?”
“Ronny?” Fred choked, “Is that really you?!”
The male’s eyes widened. “Hermione…” He took two weak steps towards her before falling to his knees.
“Ron!” Hermione ran to him and knelt down beside him. “Ron, you’re alive! Where have you been?!”
He rubbed his head. “I don’t know….everything is so…..fuzzy…” He groaned in pain and fell against Hermione.
“Ron?!” She shook him then made sure he had a pulse. “Goyle, will you help me? We have to get him back to the Order.”
Goyle nodded and picked up Ron’s limp body. “He needs major medical help.”
“Wait! Wait! WAIT!” Draco shouted. “How can we even be sure it’s him? Look at his hair. It’s as black as this forest.”
“Oh, come on, Draco! There has got to be a very reasonable explanation for that,” the Gryffindor female shouted. “We don’t have time to worry about this! We need to get back to the Order now!”
“Well, let’s go then,“ Draco grumbled. He didn’t want to do this until they were one hundred percent sure it was Ron and not some disguised Death Eater. Well, if it was someone disguised Death Eater, than his true identity would be revealed within the hour, unless they were using some strong magic instead of Polyjuice Potion.
!Next!
Mrs. Weasley practically had a heart attack when she entered the magic hospital. Her youngest son had been found but here he was, unconscious on a hospital bed. She was sobbing, hugging the male’s sleeping body.
Hermione was sitting right next to the bed, Draco leaning on the wall behind her. Harry and the others were scattered around the room, all worried about the male. Most were curious as to why his hair was the deepest of black. What had happened to him over those two months?
“It’s getting late, mum,” George told his mother, as other friends and family started filing out of the room.
“I can’t leave my boy!!” Mrs. Weasley sobbed.
Hermione’s heart practically skipped a beat as she watched the mother. “D-don’t worry, Mrs. Weasley. I’m planning on staying here tonight. Ron’s in good hands.”
Hermione didn’t know, but what she had said made Draco’s heart cringe with jealousy. She wasn’t over the failed wedding, no matter how much she told him she was. She was still in love with Ron. Was Draco a simple fling to help her get over her once lost, ‘true’ love?
Mrs. Weasley smiled as she stood up, wiping her cheeks. “Thank you, Hermione. It means so much. If anything happens, please inform his father and me immediately.” She watched the curly haired female nodded in agreement then left the room with her husband and the rest of the visiting party.
Draco shifted himself a little as he watched Hermione. He ground his teeth together at the sweet, loving look she was giving Ron. He straightened himself off the wall and grumbled, “I’m going to go get a drink. Do you want anything?”
The brunette shook her head. “I’m fine for now. Thank you.”
Draco walked out of the room and down the hallway.
Hermione didn’t notice the angry actions of the blonde male; her attention was too focused on the black haired male on the bed. She looked down and noticed his fingers were slightly moving, as if calling out to be held. She answered this wish, placing her hand in his and entwining their fingers.
Ron’s eyes flickered open and slowly scanned the room, his vision still a little blurry. He looked to the female beside his bed and a smile appeared on both their faces. “Hey, Mione,” he greeted in a light, raspy voice.
“Hey yourself. You gave me quite a scare there.”
He gave a chuckle. “I’m sorry.”
“What were you doing out in the forest?” she asked.
Ron rubbed his head. “I-I don’t know. E-everything’s still s-so fuzzy.”
“What about your hair? It’s completely black.” She ran one hand through the black locks. She watched the male shrug. Someone might have tampered with his memories.
Ron smiled again. “I’ve come back for you, Hermione.”
Her face turned a bright scarlet. “W-what? Ron, you said you didn’t want me! You left me right before we were to be married!” She was trying not to cry. It was pretty hard.
Ron shook his head. “I only told you that because someone was going to kill me for marrying you…but now I’m free of him. I can marry you now.”
Hermione’s mind flashed to something Harry had told her after Ron left her.
!!“He came to a few minutes ago, after he came from Hermione's room, and told me he couldn't go through with this. It would have killed him."!!
“So that’s what he meant…,” she whispered. She thought about Draco, who, she knew, would be back soon, and the relationship the two had now. “Ron, we can’t be married.”
He gave a confused look. “Why not, ‘Mione?”
She cringed at the cute nickname he had given her when they started dating. “I’m with someone.”
The black haired male gave an angry gulp. “W-who?”
She opened her mouth to say something but the hospital door opened and Draco entered the room, two coffees in his hands. “I know you didn’t want anything, ‘Mione, but I got you a coffee anyway,” he said as he walked to her.
“Thank you, Draco.” She took the cup from him then looked at Ron. It had to be obvious to him that she was with the pureblood Malfoy.
Draco looked at Ron, who was practically petrified with anger. “Awake now? Hm, I guess we can get some answers now.”
The Weasley jumped up from his pillow. “Malfoy?! You’re with Malfoy?!” he shouted.
Hermione panicked at both how loud he was and about the fight she knew was going to start. “Ron, keep it down! There are other people in this hospital!”
“How can you be with Malfoy?!” He lowered his voice a little for the sake of the other people in the hospital.
Draco smirked before wrapping one arm around Hermione’s shoulders. “Yeah, we’re together. Problem?”
“Hell yeah there’s a problem! She’s mine!”
“Yours? You’re the one who said you didn’t want her.”
“Both or you stop it!” Hermione stepped in the middle of the two’s fight. “I am not about to be fought over!” She looked to Ron. “Yes, I am with Draco! It’s been two months and I moved on. It’s time you did too.” She stood up. “I better contact your parents to let them know you’re awake.” She stormed out of the room.
Draco chuckled and crossed his arms. Ron glared at the blonde. “I’m not giving up without a fight, Malfoy. She was mine first.”
“Well, let’s start a battle.” Draco ran and hand through his hair in a teasing way then walked out of the room, hoping to catch up to Hermione.
Ron growled. “Just wait, Malfoy. You will regret ever crossing me.”
Chapter Three END
MWD- AHHH!! Pureblood battle! Pureblood battle!! (over a Mudblood too)
Draco- Hmph. She’s mine. You promised.
Ron- Come on Mina! Write just one Ron/Hermione fic! Please!!
MWD- Shaddup both of you!! :P
Hermione- Chapter four coming soon!!
By: MinaWhiteDragon
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Mina: Well, I changed my mind and am writing chapter three at school. I’m such a nerd. Lol
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything! sob
&
They heard a twig snap behind them and all five swiftly turned around, wands ready. A dark figure was standing there, his face hidden in darkness but they could see his wand was up.
A white light shot out of the figure’s wand and almost his Draco but Hermione cast a protecting spell that reflected the attack back at the attacker who dodged it.
“Show yourself, you fool!” Draco shouted.
“Lumos!” the figure called. His wand lit up and his face was shown.
Jaws dropped and Hermione stepped forward. “Ron?”
“Ronny?” Fred choked, “Is that really you?!”
The male’s eyes widened. “Hermione…” He took two weak steps towards her before falling to his knees.
“Ron!” Hermione ran to him and knelt down beside him. “Ron, you’re alive! Where have you been?!”
He rubbed his head. “I don’t know….everything is so…..fuzzy…” He groaned in pain and fell against Hermione.
“Ron?!” She shook him then made sure he had a pulse. “Goyle, will you help me? We have to get him back to the Order.”
Goyle nodded and picked up Ron’s limp body. “He needs major medical help.”
“Wait! Wait! WAIT!” Draco shouted. “How can we even be sure it’s him? Look at his hair. It’s as black as this forest.”
“Oh, come on, Draco! There has got to be a very reasonable explanation for that,” the Gryffindor female shouted. “We don’t have time to worry about this! We need to get back to the Order now!”
“Well, let’s go then,“ Draco grumbled. He didn’t want to do this until they were one hundred percent sure it was Ron and not some disguised Death Eater. Well, if it was someone disguised Death Eater, than his true identity would be revealed within the hour, unless they were using some strong magic instead of Polyjuice Potion.
!Next!
Mrs. Weasley practically had a heart attack when she entered the magic hospital. Her youngest son had been found but here he was, unconscious on a hospital bed. She was sobbing, hugging the male’s sleeping body.
Hermione was sitting right next to the bed, Draco leaning on the wall behind her. Harry and the others were scattered around the room, all worried about the male. Most were curious as to why his hair was the deepest of black. What had happened to him over those two months?
“It’s getting late, mum,” George told his mother, as other friends and family started filing out of the room.
“I can’t leave my boy!!” Mrs. Weasley sobbed.
Hermione’s heart practically skipped a beat as she watched the mother. “D-don’t worry, Mrs. Weasley. I’m planning on staying here tonight. Ron’s in good hands.”
Hermione didn’t know, but what she had said made Draco’s heart cringe with jealousy. She wasn’t over the failed wedding, no matter how much she told him she was. She was still in love with Ron. Was Draco a simple fling to help her get over her once lost, ‘true’ love?
Mrs. Weasley smiled as she stood up, wiping her cheeks. “Thank you, Hermione. It means so much. If anything happens, please inform his father and me immediately.” She watched the curly haired female nodded in agreement then left the room with her husband and the rest of the visiting party.
Draco shifted himself a little as he watched Hermione. He ground his teeth together at the sweet, loving look she was giving Ron. He straightened himself off the wall and grumbled, “I’m going to go get a drink. Do you want anything?”
The brunette shook her head. “I’m fine for now. Thank you.”
Draco walked out of the room and down the hallway.
Hermione didn’t notice the angry actions of the blonde male; her attention was too focused on the black haired male on the bed. She looked down and noticed his fingers were slightly moving, as if calling out to be held. She answered this wish, placing her hand in his and entwining their fingers.
Ron’s eyes flickered open and slowly scanned the room, his vision still a little blurry. He looked to the female beside his bed and a smile appeared on both their faces. “Hey, Mione,” he greeted in a light, raspy voice.
“Hey yourself. You gave me quite a scare there.”
He gave a chuckle. “I’m sorry.”
“What were you doing out in the forest?” she asked.
Ron rubbed his head. “I-I don’t know. E-everything’s still s-so fuzzy.”
“What about your hair? It’s completely black.” She ran one hand through the black locks. She watched the male shrug. Someone might have tampered with his memories.
Ron smiled again. “I’ve come back for you, Hermione.”
Her face turned a bright scarlet. “W-what? Ron, you said you didn’t want me! You left me right before we were to be married!” She was trying not to cry. It was pretty hard.
Ron shook his head. “I only told you that because someone was going to kill me for marrying you…but now I’m free of him. I can marry you now.”
Hermione’s mind flashed to something Harry had told her after Ron left her.
!!“He came to a few minutes ago, after he came from Hermione's room, and told me he couldn't go through with this. It would have killed him."!!
“So that’s what he meant…,” she whispered. She thought about Draco, who, she knew, would be back soon, and the relationship the two had now. “Ron, we can’t be married.”
He gave a confused look. “Why not, ‘Mione?”
She cringed at the cute nickname he had given her when they started dating. “I’m with someone.”
The black haired male gave an angry gulp. “W-who?”
She opened her mouth to say something but the hospital door opened and Draco entered the room, two coffees in his hands. “I know you didn’t want anything, ‘Mione, but I got you a coffee anyway,” he said as he walked to her.
“Thank you, Draco.” She took the cup from him then looked at Ron. It had to be obvious to him that she was with the pureblood Malfoy.
Draco looked at Ron, who was practically petrified with anger. “Awake now? Hm, I guess we can get some answers now.”
The Weasley jumped up from his pillow. “Malfoy?! You’re with Malfoy?!” he shouted.
Hermione panicked at both how loud he was and about the fight she knew was going to start. “Ron, keep it down! There are other people in this hospital!”
“How can you be with Malfoy?!” He lowered his voice a little for the sake of the other people in the hospital.
Draco smirked before wrapping one arm around Hermione’s shoulders. “Yeah, we’re together. Problem?”
“Hell yeah there’s a problem! She’s mine!”
“Yours? You’re the one who said you didn’t want her.”
“Both or you stop it!” Hermione stepped in the middle of the two’s fight. “I am not about to be fought over!” She looked to Ron. “Yes, I am with Draco! It’s been two months and I moved on. It’s time you did too.” She stood up. “I better contact your parents to let them know you’re awake.” She stormed out of the room.
Draco chuckled and crossed his arms. Ron glared at the blonde. “I’m not giving up without a fight, Malfoy. She was mine first.”
“Well, let’s start a battle.” Draco ran and hand through his hair in a teasing way then walked out of the room, hoping to catch up to Hermione.
Ron growled. “Just wait, Malfoy. You will regret ever crossing me.”
Chapter Three END
MWD- AHHH!! Pureblood battle! Pureblood battle!! (over a Mudblood too)
Draco- Hmph. She’s mine. You promised.
Ron- Come on Mina! Write just one Ron/Hermione fic! Please!!
MWD- Shaddup both of you!! :P
Hermione- Chapter four coming soon!!
