Harry Potter - Ron/Hermione - Itch (10_Letters 5/10)
Title:Itch
Rating:G
Fandom:Harry Potter
Character:Ron Weasley/Hermione Granger
Author's Notes:DH spoilers!
Summary:Like usual, Hermione is angered by Ron and his actions, only this time is the final straw.
Sneak Peek:We’re trying to save the entire wizarding race, you know. Harry’s the only one who can stop this, and we’re his sidekicks. The two of us. He needs us, but you seem to have forgotten. Does this still seem like a game, Ron? Because it’s become anything but that.
To Ron,
I feel that there is no point in addressing you as “dear”, for you’re anything but that to me anymore. I don’t know how I could ever have called you “dear”, to tell you the truth. To me, you’re nothing but an arrogant, immature child who throws tantrums when things don’t go his way.
This isn’t a game we’re playing anymore, Ron. But you seem to think it is. You gave up-you were losing, our team was losing. So you cheated and ran away. But that’s just like you, isn’t it?
We’re trying to save the entire wizarding race, you know. Harry’s the only one who can stop this, and we’re his sidekicks. The two of us. He needs us, but you seem to have forgotten. Does this still seem like a game, Ron? Because it’s become anything but that.
I have an itching desire to do something, anything rather than sit here like I have for the past few weeks. I’m itching to hurt you, in any way that I can, for that seems to be all you do to me. I want to jinx you, hex you, curse you in the worst ways possible.
And yet, another itching part of me wants to do something else. Wants to…I don’t know what to say. Wants you back, Ron. Wants to hug you, squeeze you, kiss you…
It sounds silly, crazy, insane, but that’s what everything’s come to, hasn’t it? Everything we’ve all been through together has a little bit of crazy in it. Everything we’ve been through as a team-the three of us, together. But now that you’ve left us like this the crazy has left and we’re only left with sane. Quiet, boring sane. Of course, that’s why you left, didn’t you? You became bored with the Horcrux hunt, off to find something more exciting. We were off to attempt to destroy Lord Voldemort, the most devastating wizard of all time. How much more excitement do you need?
It seems like the days have long passed since we were innocent first years. It seems, looking back, that we’ve always been fighting. Do you remember that letter you wrote to me, during our first year at Hogwarts-you apologized to me, Ron, apologized (a word I thought was out of your vocabulary) for picking on me and making me cry. You said you never wanted to make me cry again. But you broke your promise, didn’t you? You always do.
I have to ignore my itching desires for you, Ron. As I can neither harm you or hold you at this point, I will do neither. Instead, I will just stop waiting for you to come back. Part of me doesn’t even want you to return.
Sincerely,
Hermione
P.S. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to send you this letter. We’re in hiding, Harry and I, and I suppose you are too. I guess there’s no point in addressing you at all.
Rating:G
Fandom:Harry Potter
Character:Ron Weasley/Hermione Granger
Author's Notes:DH spoilers!
Summary:Like usual, Hermione is angered by Ron and his actions, only this time is the final straw.
Sneak Peek:We’re trying to save the entire wizarding race, you know. Harry’s the only one who can stop this, and we’re his sidekicks. The two of us. He needs us, but you seem to have forgotten. Does this still seem like a game, Ron? Because it’s become anything but that.
To Ron,
I feel that there is no point in addressing you as “dear”, for you’re anything but that to me anymore. I don’t know how I could ever have called you “dear”, to tell you the truth. To me, you’re nothing but an arrogant, immature child who throws tantrums when things don’t go his way.
This isn’t a game we’re playing anymore, Ron. But you seem to think it is. You gave up-you were losing, our team was losing. So you cheated and ran away. But that’s just like you, isn’t it?
We’re trying to save the entire wizarding race, you know. Harry’s the only one who can stop this, and we’re his sidekicks. The two of us. He needs us, but you seem to have forgotten. Does this still seem like a game, Ron? Because it’s become anything but that.
I have an itching desire to do something, anything rather than sit here like I have for the past few weeks. I’m itching to hurt you, in any way that I can, for that seems to be all you do to me. I want to jinx you, hex you, curse you in the worst ways possible.
And yet, another itching part of me wants to do something else. Wants to…I don’t know what to say. Wants you back, Ron. Wants to hug you, squeeze you, kiss you…
It sounds silly, crazy, insane, but that’s what everything’s come to, hasn’t it? Everything we’ve all been through together has a little bit of crazy in it. Everything we’ve been through as a team-the three of us, together. But now that you’ve left us like this the crazy has left and we’re only left with sane. Quiet, boring sane. Of course, that’s why you left, didn’t you? You became bored with the Horcrux hunt, off to find something more exciting. We were off to attempt to destroy Lord Voldemort, the most devastating wizard of all time. How much more excitement do you need?
It seems like the days have long passed since we were innocent first years. It seems, looking back, that we’ve always been fighting. Do you remember that letter you wrote to me, during our first year at Hogwarts-you apologized to me, Ron, apologized (a word I thought was out of your vocabulary) for picking on me and making me cry. You said you never wanted to make me cry again. But you broke your promise, didn’t you? You always do.
I have to ignore my itching desires for you, Ron. As I can neither harm you or hold you at this point, I will do neither. Instead, I will just stop waiting for you to come back. Part of me doesn’t even want you to return.
Sincerely,
Hermione
P.S. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to send you this letter. We’re in hiding, Harry and I, and I suppose you are too. I guess there’s no point in addressing you at all.