 aww your all lovely! this is for Spence and her lovelyness lol
Chapter Fifty - Eight (Part Two)
“This is to do with the link me and Harry share – I’ve been having his nightmares, having to take sleeping draughts and sleeping in the hospital wing office the past three days, because these dreams are violent” she said in one breath so as not to be interrupted.
Ron’s ears went from white to red in a manner of seconds and Hermione sat quietly thinking before replying “So these nightmares, they started when he went to the hospital wing”
Ginny nodded “Just before, that’s why that first night here I didn’t sleep. And they changed when I told him about the trial,”
“And Harry?” said Ron trying to stop the slight shade of anger showing on his face.
“He didn’t remember the dreams at all until last night; he woke up looking for me this morning thinking I was dead according to Madam Pomfrey”
“Why didn’t you tell us sooner?” said Ron his tone beginning to get accusing now,
“So you could act how you are and blame Harry, I don’t think so, Harry was better off when he didn’t know either, its not going to help him get better anymore then you knowing about it will”
“Act like what?!” said Ron outraged as he crossed his arms against his chest
“Like that!” she sighed “You just need another reason for you and Harry to fall out to be happy”
“No, for once I’m concerned for my little sister’s wellbeing, oh no that’s just how I was every other time he’s done something to you”
“He’s not doing this; we are, to each other. It’s how we feel about each other that’s done this not Voldemort or Harry” she said her voice raised but not yet a shout as she began to get angrier.
“Could you just not like him so much?”
“It’s not like a tap Ron, I can’t turn off my feelings for him when I feel like it”
“It sounded better in my head”
“Just don’t talk, for Merlin’s sake and my own then”
“Ginny! I just”
“Shut up!”
Hermione stood up “Ginny can I talk to you alone” time to get control over the situation.
“Sure” She replied shaking her head when Ron said,
“Hey!”
“Ronald please” said Hermione and he backed down, folded his arms against his chest tighter and shuffled further back into his seat.
“Thank you, you know I love you right” said Hermione smiling as she leaned down to kiss his scowling cheek before following Ginny outside the portrait hole.
“So what did you-”Hermione cut Ginny off squeezing her into a tight hug, Ginny started to cry against her friends shoulder, “Oh Hermione” she sobbed, and Hermione just hugged her silently before pulling away “You looked like you needed that” she smiled,
“It’s been horrid, these last few day’s have been bad enough but adding Ron to it all” Ginny sighed “He dreams of me dying, I see myself as him, lying in his arms all cold and – and gone” she choked back tears over the words, “He on trial or he’s being killed by Voldemort” she let an involuntary shiver pass over her at his name, it had been that way since the kidnapping and she looked into those crimson eyes in Harry’s body. She shook away the thought “I don’t see why this has to happen, but until he’s well again it’s not going to go away”
“Then I’ll be there with you and Harry till it does, so will Ron and he’ll keep his mouth shut”
Ginny smiled slightly, the tears started to slow and she wiped her face on her sleeve “There moving us to the guest quarters, now” she sighed “We not allowed to see anyone but you two, the rest of the school is just to think that we’ve been hidden away just until the trial, to avoid the attention”
“I’m getting the prophet and quibbler this morning no doubt they’ll have something to say”
“He’s on the front page of both, we’ve already seen them” she sighed “I have to go, can you try to talk sense into Ron and I’ll see you both at lunch in our quarters since we can’t leave them” she smiled a little said the password and leaned in “See you later Ronald” she shouted and walked off as he came running out and Hermione grabbed his arm to stop him from going after her “Don’t, please, I’ll explain what’s going on ok”
“Ok” he nodded, took a deep breath “You can let go now, im calm”
“I don’t think I will” she smiled, stood on her tiptoes and kissed him before leading him back inside “Now let me explain, and don’t interrupt, unless you want your mum to have to take you to Mungo’s in a matchstick box”
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RIP JD Salinger |