Harry Potter - Ron/Hermione - Time (10_Letters 2/10)
Title:Time
Rating:PG
Fandom:Harry Potter
Character:Ron Weasley/Hermione Granger
Author's Notes:Set during CoS, Ron writes a letter to Hermione while she is petrified.
Summary:I’ve never really seen anyone dead before. You’re not dead, but you seem so close to it. You don’t hear me at all, you don’t even know I’m here....I don’t want you to die, Hermione. I never would.
Dear Hermione
Hey Hermione
To Hermione,
Er…I don’t really know what to say. I’m mean, you’re all petrified and stuff, and it’s not like you’ll ever read this letter, right? Madam Pompfrey keeps seeing me come in to visit you all the time, though, and said that maybe you’ll appreciate it if I write something to you. She said that maybe it’ll help to get my “feelings all down on parchment”. I’m telling you, all the professors here are going crazy over this whole Heir of Slytherin thing.
I have to admit, it’s getting really creepy around here. Time’s going by so slow it seems that Harry and I will never make it through to the end of the school year. We’re trying to figure out this mystery, but it’s getting us nowhere. We can’t do it without you, Hermione-didn’t you leave something for us? All good detectives at least get a clue to work with, but we have nothing.
I suppose you want to hear about Harry, right? He’s really getting annoyed by all of this. Everyone thought he was the Heir of Slytherin until you got petrified, you know? And now it’s like everyone is just angry at each other because we have no idea who’s been doing this. Whoever they are, they’re going to pay for this-you’ve been petrified for two weeks! The first year Creevey boy has been like this for months. It’s just not fair-you’re missing out on so much, Hermione.
It’s like you’re dead-you won’t move, won’t breathe even. It’s scary. I’m not saying I wanted you dead before or anything, but it’s more like that old saying my mum always says: be careful what you cast a spell on…
No, wait. I didn’t mean it like that, Hermione. I’ve never really seen anyone dead before. You’re not dead, but you seem so close to it. You don’t hear me at all, you don’t even know I’m here. But I know you’re here. Madam Pompfrey keeps checking every hour for me just to make sure you still are. I don’t want you to die, Hermione. I never would…
And although time’s going slow, we can make it. The Mandrakes will be made into the remedy soon, and you’ll be cured. We don’t have to wait that much longer.
But like I said, Hermione. Time’s going too slow here. However long we have to wait will seem too late after all.
I miss you.
Ron
Rating:PG
Fandom:Harry Potter
Character:Ron Weasley/Hermione Granger
Author's Notes:Set during CoS, Ron writes a letter to Hermione while she is petrified.
Summary:I’ve never really seen anyone dead before. You’re not dead, but you seem so close to it. You don’t hear me at all, you don’t even know I’m here....I don’t want you to die, Hermione. I never would.
Dear Hermione
Hey Hermione
To Hermione,
Er…I don’t really know what to say. I’m mean, you’re all petrified and stuff, and it’s not like you’ll ever read this letter, right? Madam Pompfrey keeps seeing me come in to visit you all the time, though, and said that maybe you’ll appreciate it if I write something to you. She said that maybe it’ll help to get my “feelings all down on parchment”. I’m telling you, all the professors here are going crazy over this whole Heir of Slytherin thing.
I have to admit, it’s getting really creepy around here. Time’s going by so slow it seems that Harry and I will never make it through to the end of the school year. We’re trying to figure out this mystery, but it’s getting us nowhere. We can’t do it without you, Hermione-didn’t you leave something for us? All good detectives at least get a clue to work with, but we have nothing.
I suppose you want to hear about Harry, right? He’s really getting annoyed by all of this. Everyone thought he was the Heir of Slytherin until you got petrified, you know? And now it’s like everyone is just angry at each other because we have no idea who’s been doing this. Whoever they are, they’re going to pay for this-you’ve been petrified for two weeks! The first year Creevey boy has been like this for months. It’s just not fair-you’re missing out on so much, Hermione.
It’s like you’re dead-you won’t move, won’t breathe even. It’s scary. I’m not saying I wanted you dead before or anything, but it’s more like that old saying my mum always says: be careful what you cast a spell on…
No, wait. I didn’t mean it like that, Hermione. I’ve never really seen anyone dead before. You’re not dead, but you seem so close to it. You don’t hear me at all, you don’t even know I’m here. But I know you’re here. Madam Pompfrey keeps checking every hour for me just to make sure you still are. I don’t want you to die, Hermione. I never would…
And although time’s going slow, we can make it. The Mandrakes will be made into the remedy soon, and you’ll be cured. We don’t have to wait that much longer.
But like I said, Hermione. Time’s going too slow here. However long we have to wait will seem too late after all.
I miss you.
Ron