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Chapter 2 : Ronald Weasley
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Complete Arse Ronald Weasley
"Can one of you please tell me what's going on?" Hermione asked the couple that was standing in front of her.
After Ron had apparated out of the apartment, she had waited for him all night to come back. She didn't worry. Every time they had an argument, Ron would go out and would come back in the morning with flowers and a box of chocolate to apologize. However, when she woke up this morning, he didn't show up and she started to worry, she sent him owls and he clearly received them and just didn't reply, as her owl came back without the letter. When it was past noon, she started to worry, at three o'clock, she was going to go out and look for him but she soon decided against the idea, as there would be reporters everywhere, and she wasn't in the mood to face them.
At exactly quarter past six, she had had enough! She apparated to Harry and Ginny's apartment with many questions. When she had told them what happened, they had both gone quiet and refused to speak.
"Hermione, please know that we love you and we're very sorry for not telling you this sooner." Ginny said softly.
"What do you.." Before she could finish her question, Harry had dropped several newspaper articles in front of her.
They all had different headlines but, the same familiar face that she had learnt to love over the years, on it. In each article, Ron was pictured with a different girl. The moving picture showed him kissing a long black haired girl; another showed him caressing a short red haired girl. There were several more articles. she was disgusted. She fell back onto the chair she had been standing in front of. Ginny walked over to her, she sat on the armchair and wrapped one hand around Hermione's shoulders.
"I'm really sorry you had to find out like this." said Ginny.
"Why didn't you guys stop him?" she asked them. She wasn't crying. She couldn't cry.
"We didn't want to believe them." Harry said, gesturing to the articles in Hermione's hand. "When we found out how serious it was, we tracked him down to a pub in Diagon Alley, as it was impossible to apparate to your house. Ginny here nearly tore his head off!"
Ginny grinned and Hermione started to laugh.
"The last time we spoke to him was two months ago! We didn't see him until yesterday at the airport. He hadn't been in the paper since we 'comforted' him and so we thought he'd put that all behind him." Ginny said. "He did say the only reason he did it was because he missed you and felt lonely."
"Did you think I wasn't going to find out? She asked them seriously.
"Well we thought Ron would tell you." Harry paused. "Which he did. We thought you two would deal with it and we could forget about what happened in the past year."
Hermione removed Ginny's hand from her shoulders and stood up to face both of the couple.
"But I can't forget the past year! Travelling was the best thing that's ever happened to me. I got to re discover myself. I never had so much fun in my life." she said, exasperated. "I don't think I can forgive him."
Harry and Ginny looked at each other before Ginny stood up.
"S'ok Mione. You're welcome to stay here for as long as you like!" Ginny said.
"Thanks for the offer," she smiled at them both. "But I need to be alone."
She gave them one last hug before she apparated to her apartment. No. It wasn't her apartment anymore. It used to be. That was when she shared it with the man she loved, and she thought he loved her back. Obviously she had been mistaken. She had packed up all of her belongings with the wave of her wand. She looked around the apartment. It'd been her home for the past two years, and she was sad to be leaving. But it was for the best. The apartment looked empty now. Without her stuff there, it felt cold and unwelcome. With one last look, she apparated to the safest place she could think of. Home.
It had been two weeks since Hermione heard the news. Two week since she came back, and two weeks since she had left Ron. To Hermione's surprise Ron didn't send Hermione any owls. Maybe Ginny and Ron forced him not to, as it would only make things worse. Hermione had been living with her parents since then; she didn't want to go back to the Wizarding World. She enjoyed living in the muggle world, where no one knew that she was secretly a witch who defeated the most powerful wizard of all time.
Hermione pulled up her bed covers and got up to see it was only eleven past eight. She heard an owl tapping on her window. She didn't recognize the owl. It couldn't be Harry's or Ginny's, she recognized theirs, as they had owled each other every day for the past two weeks. She pushed up her window frame allowing the owl to fly in. It flew in and dropped the letter on her bed, before it flew back out. Not waiting for a reply. Hermione quickly walked to her bed and picked up the letter. She opened it and realized it was from Luna.
How's everything? I haven't heard from you lately. Please pop in today, so we can catch up.
P.S - I hope you're safe from the Nargles.
She had to laugh at the last part of the letter. Luna was truly something. She showered and washed her hair, but there was less to wash now, as she had cut it. She wore a flannel shirt underneath her thermal sweater, black leggings and black flats. She carried her black studded bag and wore her black sunglasses. She said goodbye to her parents and apparated out.
Luna had obviously been waiting for her, as she had laid two mugs on the small coffee table in the kitchen. When she saw Hermione she walked over and gave her a hug.
"Hermione, I heard about what happened. I'm so sorry." Luna said softly.
Luna was wearing a purple dress with black boots. She had her hair tied in a pony tail and was wearing gold studs.
"Didn't you know about it? It was all over the newspapers." Hermione said, slightly confused.
Luna shook her head. "I only read the Quibbler," she said, her voice distant. "And they wouldn't post something like that."
"Oh, how’s your father?" Hermione asked as she took a seat at the coffee table.
"Daddy's okay. He's still works at the Quibbler. But never mind that, how was it travelling around the world?" she asked.
"It was brilliant! I had so much fun!"
"Did you go to Sweden?" Luna asked, ignoring her answer.
"No.. I didn't get the chance to." answered Hermione.
"Daddy and I travelled there a few years ago over the summer; to search for a Crumple-Horned Snorkack." she explained "We couldn't find one though. We were very disappointed."
Hermione chuckled as she noticed how Luna had drifted away from the conversation.
"That complete arse, Ronald Weasley is!" she said suddenly.
Hermione couldn't help but smile at what her friend just said. She sounded so cute and innocent even when she was trying not to.
She sat up. "Luna, don't worry. I've already forgotten about him."
"That's good." Luna said.
"So... How is everything?" Hermione asked after an awkward pause.
"Everything's good." she simply said. "But I'm trying to arrange an interview with someone for the Quibbler but every time I send him an owl, the owl gets sent back. He must think its junk."
"Who are you trying to interview?" Hermione was now interested in the conversation.
"Why would you want to interview him?" she asked without even thinking.
"Oh, I forgot you've been gone. You've missed a lot." Luna said. "He took over Malfoy Inc several months ago. No one's been able to arrange an interview with him, as he keeps himself private. If the Quibbler were the first to get an interview, then it would boost our popularity and Daddy would be so happy."
After the war, Hermione had gone back to Hogwarts to attain her N.E.W.T.s. Very few six years came back, Malfoy was one of them.
No one expected him to come back. He had changed after the war, when he came back; he no longer looked ill like he did when The Dark Lord was alive. He was lucky enough not to have been sent to Azkaban. He had changed, he didn't call Hermione a mudblood anymore. A few weeks back into Hogwarts, Hermione and Draco were forced to work together in potions and they had somehow become friends over that. After they had graduated, they had all gone their separate ways and before Hermione left to travel, she heard he was going to take over Malfoy Inc. She didn't know he actually did.
"I'd be glad to arrange an interview with him for you, if you want." Hermione said, bringing herself back to the present.
"That would be lovely." Luna said enthusiastically, grabbing a paper and quill from a nearby table. "I hope he replies to your owl."
Hermione spent several minutes writing on the paper. Once she was done, she folded it up and got up to open the window; her owl appeared out of the sky and flew towards her. She gave it the letter and watched as it flew away towards the sky.
Thank you for reading everyone! If you can take one minute to review, It would be greatly appreciated! Constructive critism is always welcome.
P.S - I still love Ron btw, don't hate him please! He's awesome, I mean who wouldn't want their own freckled Weasley?
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