Chapter 4 : December 4th: Try as Hard as I Can (Ron and Hermione)
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Christmas One Shot #4
Couple: Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger
Song: I’ll be Home for Christmas by Michael Buble
Summary: Ron and Harry are stuck training to become Aurors and it seems like they’ll have to work on Christmas. Ron writes to Hermione promising her that he would try his hardest to get there. Will he succeed? He does hate disappointing her.
“I’ll be home for Christmas, you can count on me. Please have snow and mistletoe and presents by the tree.”
I miss you quite a lot. School is better than ever, it’s so nice to finally have a relaxing year at Hogwarts without having to worry about death threats at every turn. I hope that training is still going well for you and Harry.
With Christmas quickly approaching I’ve decided to spend it at the Burrow, especially since my parents are still traveling. I don’t feel like spending the holiday in a strange place. When I owled your Mum about t it she told me that she’d be delighted to have me but also that you are Harry are unsure if you can make it. The ministry cannot honestly make you miss Christmas, can they? It is, after all, a very family oriented holiday. It just doesn’t seem fair at all. I really hope you can come home; I miss you quite a lot.
Love and good wishes,
“What are you telling Ginny?” I instantly questioned my best friend, knowing that my sister had sent him a letter similar to the one I just read from my girlfriend. We were relaxing in our flat, having been sent home early, both of us were exhausted.
Harry looked at me with raised eyebrows before stating his answer. “The truth. Why sugar coat it? It was said today that it depends on how everyone else does. They have a certain place they need us to be at before the holiday and if we don’t get there, they’ll make us train on Christmas.”
“And the likelihood of us being able to go home for Christmas is looking slim.” I said dully as both Harry and I thought about a wizard named Bert, who was as horrible at simple spells as Neville and Seamus in their first years combined. “We’re not going to be going home, are we?”
“I’d like to say that we have a chance but it doesn’t look good at all.” Harry sighed out, running a hand through his permanently messy raven hair. “Bert started a fire trying to do a patronus charm…I think that you should probably tell Hermione the truth. Tell her not to count on you, best not get her hopes up. You know?”
“I just hate to disappoint her.” I whispered out staring back down at the letter in my hands. “I think I’ve done that enough for a lifetime.”
“She’ll understand this, Ron, it’s different.” Harry said seriously, he is her best friend. “Especially if you’re straight up with her. Don’t tell her that you’ll be home and then a week before be like ‘uh, never mind’. She’ll be hurt by that.”
I nodded my head, having nothing else to say to my friend because I know he’s completely right.
“Hermione, dear, an owl just dropped this off for you.” I smiled a thank you to Molly and took the letter, ripping open as she left the room. My eyes scanned over Ron’s familiar, messy scribble a happy smile settling on my lips as I sat back and properly read what he wrote.
I cannot wait to see you again. I’m going crazy without see you, I miss you. I hope you’re having a good Christmas break, love. Training is going well, I suppose. As for the topic of me being home on Christmas I have to be honest with you. More than anything I wish I could truthfully tell you that I will be but honestly, it’s not looking that promising and I don’t see that changing in the week we have left.
There’s nothing I want more than to spend Christmas with you but with training going on as it has I’m not sure we’ll reach where we need to be in order to the have the holiday off. I’m going to do everything in my power to get home (I’ll even try harder to help hopeless Bert) but don’t completely count on Harry and I being there.
I feel awful telling you this. I hate the idea of disappointing you, so this is probably one of the hardest letter I have ever had to write. But I didn’t want to lie to you then be forced to break your heart, that’d be too hard for me. So I had to be honest with you. Just remember that I’m going to try as hard as I can. I miss you and love you.
A frown had replaced my smile but the time I had finished the letter. I can’t believe they’re not going to allow him to come home for the holiday. I miss him more than I can say and I had really been looking forward to spending a relaxing break with him but now it doesn’t look like my wish will be granted. At least he had the courtesy to tell me the truth right away. He really can be sweet when he wants to be.
“Ron told you about Christmas…” A voice questioned and I turned to see my best girl friend Ginny Weasley standing in the doorway. “Didn’t he?”
Smiling softly I nodded my head suddenly feeling happy and relieved knowing that I had someone who understands what it’s like here with me. “I just miss him. Harry as well.”
“I know what you mean,” Ginny sighed sinking down onto the bed beside me a thoughtful look crossing across her face. “I’m used to going a long time without seeing Harry, though. He is always need somewhere else.”
“Oh, Gin,” I sighed softly. “You know if he could Harry would always be with you, right?” I questioned the younger girl, feeling sorry for her.
“Of course I know that but I still miss him like crazy.” She clarified in an honest tone. “But I always know hat no matter how far away he is, he still loves me. Ron loves you no matter what, remember that and it becomes easier.”
I smiled at my friend, feeling extremely lucky to have her, before pulling her into a tight hug. I honestly have no idea what I would do without her because she actually gets it and we’re going through the same thing together.
(Christmas Day still Hermione’s POV)
“Merry Christmas, Mione!” Ginny exclaimed with a bright smile as soon as I stepped into the kitchen that morning.
“Merry Christmas,” I said smiling back before hugging her just as her mother came bustling into the room.
“Oh Hermione!” She gasped when she saw me before offering a warm smile. “Good morning and merry Christmas, dear.” She finished as she hugged me tightly.
“Merry Christmas, Molly!” I said happily, happy to be surrounded by people I love. “Is there anything I can help you with?”
She glanced around the room before quickly nodding her head and motioning me to followed her. Seconds later she had me sitting at the table and wrapping some last minute gifts destined to soon belong to her children who no longer live at the Burrow. She had Ginny working on some cookie decorating while she focused on making the annual family breakfast and dinner. All the while the three of us were singing muggle Christmas songs, all of us were horribly off key but still we were having fun and laughing through our singing.
“What in Merlin’s name is dying in here?” Fred Weasley questioned from my left. I smiled up at him as his mother and sister both glared.
“Stop being rude, Fredrick.” Molly chastised. “That is not the proper holiday greeting for your family, try again.”
Laughing lightly, Fred leaned down and hugged me, placing a kiss on my head in a brotherly way. “Merry Christmas, Granger.”
“Merry Christmas, Fred.” I grinned back before focusing on finishing the last present, a pair of gloves for Charlie.
As I wrapped the last one, Fred moved to greet his mum and sister; just as I finished George waltzed into the kitchen followed closely by Percy and Charlie. Before long everyone was here and we all sat down around the table for the breakfast Molly had prepared.
Just as we were about to start eating we heard the door open and then close a few seconds later. I glanced around the table doing a mental count as I wondered who is possibly showing up late only to find that all who is supposed to be here is sitting around the table already. Molly and Arthur exchanged worried looks. Bill and Charlie both stood but stopped upon hearing a voice.
“Glad to see you didn’t start without us!” A voice called causing my head to swing in the direction it was coming from.
“Ron!” I exclaimed jumping to my feet and rushing toward my boyfriend, hugging him tightly. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me just as close. I was vaguely aware of Ginny greeting Harry in a similar way; I was too shocked that my own boyfriend was here. “What are you doing here? I thought you had to stay!”
He leaned down and pressed a sweet, quick kiss to my lips before answering. “I told you, love, I was going to do anything to make sure I’m home for Christmas.”
Yes this one was extremely cliché but still cute! I like Fred’s role, personally. And I do feel bad for poor Bert, perhaps being an Auror was not his best career move? Well let me know what you guys think!!
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