After Tonight
Title: After Tonight
Prompt: Late
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100 x 4
Warnings: OOC. I own nothing, JKR is my presidential write-in.
Summery: I've been watching a lot of my favourite tv show lately and I saw some relationship parallels between the show and the hr/r/l love triangle. I have lifted some lines so you can guess if you wish. I really wanted to explore the Hermione heartbreak a little bit more so I hope you enjoy it.
There’s always an excuse; I was up late studying, getting ahead in my assignments, reading, my hair wasn’t cooperating, if I’m really desperate I can tell him it’s ‘that time of the month’.
I can’t keep this up; I’ll use any excuse I can to avoid seeing him with Lavender.
I’ve completely lost it. I can’t sleep, I can’t concentrate on anything and weird stuff like food… has no taste and History of Magic is just so dry.
Walking down the stairs to the common room I can see him waiting to walk with me to class. It’s too much.
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She’s already gone but I can still see the lipstick smudge on his cheek. It still amazes me that this can get worse and worse every time I see him. I’m constantly fighting the ache making its way through my body.
I am always keeping him waiting.
His back is facing me and I watch his shoulders stiffen visibly through his robe when he hears me walk in to the room.
“You’ve been late every day for a month now. You won’t talk to Harry and you won’t talk to Ginny so you’re going to talk to me, right now.”
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“We’re not going to do this now, we have class, let’s go.” I start to walk away from him but he takes my hand, keeping me from leaving him.
“You’re not gonna run away from me ‘Mione. You’ve barely been eating, you missed three classes last week alone, you fell asleep in History of Magic yesterday and I won’t watch you do this to yourself anymore.”
“You really wanna know?” I was never good at lying to him, he could always see right through me.
“Of course I want to know.”
“Alright Ron. I’m um- I’m in love with you.”
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“What?” honestly, if I had anything left in my heart to break, it would have shattered with the look on his face.
“I just needed you to know. Once.” I won’t try to stop the tears this time; it just seems silly at this point. I give myself a moment before turning to walk back up to my room.
“’Mione please, wait…”
“For what?” I’ve exhausted every one of my resources and I have nothing left for him to take… I’m done.
I’m long gone by the time he finally responds, his voice barely a whisper.
“I love you too.”
Comments are nice.
Prompt: Late
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100 x 4
Warnings: OOC. I own nothing, JKR is my presidential write-in.
Summery: I've been watching a lot of my favourite tv show lately and I saw some relationship parallels between the show and the hr/r/l love triangle. I have lifted some lines so you can guess if you wish. I really wanted to explore the Hermione heartbreak a little bit more so I hope you enjoy it.
There’s always an excuse; I was up late studying, getting ahead in my assignments, reading, my hair wasn’t cooperating, if I’m really desperate I can tell him it’s ‘that time of the month’.
I can’t keep this up; I’ll use any excuse I can to avoid seeing him with Lavender.
I’ve completely lost it. I can’t sleep, I can’t concentrate on anything and weird stuff like food… has no taste and History of Magic is just so dry.
Walking down the stairs to the common room I can see him waiting to walk with me to class. It’s too much.
============================================================================
She’s already gone but I can still see the lipstick smudge on his cheek. It still amazes me that this can get worse and worse every time I see him. I’m constantly fighting the ache making its way through my body.
I am always keeping him waiting.
His back is facing me and I watch his shoulders stiffen visibly through his robe when he hears me walk in to the room.
“You’ve been late every day for a month now. You won’t talk to Harry and you won’t talk to Ginny so you’re going to talk to me, right now.”
============================================================================
“We’re not going to do this now, we have class, let’s go.” I start to walk away from him but he takes my hand, keeping me from leaving him.
“You’re not gonna run away from me ‘Mione. You’ve barely been eating, you missed three classes last week alone, you fell asleep in History of Magic yesterday and I won’t watch you do this to yourself anymore.”
“You really wanna know?” I was never good at lying to him, he could always see right through me.
“Of course I want to know.”
“Alright Ron. I’m um- I’m in love with you.”
============================================================================
“What?” honestly, if I had anything left in my heart to break, it would have shattered with the look on his face.
“I just needed you to know. Once.” I won’t try to stop the tears this time; it just seems silly at this point. I give myself a moment before turning to walk back up to my room.
“’Mione please, wait…”
“For what?” I’ve exhausted every one of my resources and I have nothing left for him to take… I’m done.
I’m long gone by the time he finally responds, his voice barely a whisper.
“I love you too.”
Comments are nice.