Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Sad Death, Love Found ❯ The Truth ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Lyndzai Radtastic 
Ron finally tells someone about his pain.
Non Anime: Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.10.2013 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 479 | Status: Work In Progress
Ron finally tells someone about his pain.
Non Anime: Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.10.2013 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 479 | Status: Work In Progress
So this is my first harry potter fic, so please be nice.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, for if I did it would not be as suitable for little kids ^_^
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How did this happen, we had been so happy. A whole year of love and happiness. We thought the Triwizard tournament would be fun, we planed everything he would be doing in his tasks together. Harry and Hermione never knew of course, they would never have understood. They never noticed that I was never around, Harry to busy with his own planning, and Hermione was to busy with Krum.
My Cedric, gone, I can’t believe it. No one understands, that’s because no one knew. No one even knew I was friends with him, let alone lovers. So you can imagine what people thought when I started to shut down. It has been two weeks and I haven’t talked to anyone, I’ve eaten very little. I probaley look like shit, but I don’t care.
It’s the beginning of my third week without Cedric. I’m sitting in the common room, watching the wall. I don’t notice anything around me, because nothing matters. I do notice however when someone places a hand on my back and rubs slowly. That’s also when I realize I’m crying.
“Ron, are you sure you’re ok? It’s been two weeks and you’re still crying.” Hermione asks me with sadness in her voice. I wish everyone would just leave me alone. Slowly I glance up at her, wiping the tears off my face. Glancing around I notice that we are the only two people in the common room. I turn back to her.
“I’m fine Hermione, really I am. Where is everyone?” I ask trying the change the topic. I don’t think she’ll fall for it though, it never works on her. I look down at my hand which are resting on my knees, trying to avoid eye contact with her. I hear her sigh with frustration.
“Everyone is at dinner, but that is besides the point. You have been curled up in this corner all day, looking lost with tears falling down your face. For two whole weeks you have been distancing yourself from everyone. Yes Cedric dying has hurt a lot of people, but Ron, you weren’t even friends with him. I don’t understand why you are so upset.” She says, anger and sadness dripping from her voice. Why does she have to mention his death, why? Does she even relies how hard his death is? I can feel my eyes fill with tears, I don’t even bother trying to stop them.
“You don’t know anything! You wouldn’t understand, nobody would! Just leave me alone Hermione!” I snap at her, roughly wiping away my tears. I get up and start to walk up to the dorms, but before I even get up the first step Hermione stops me.
“Ron, please tell me why you’re so upset. I’ll try to understand, I really will. I promise it will make you feel better.” She pleads with me, letting go of my wrist, which she had grabbed to stop me. I turn to face her, my eyes set on the ground. Slowly I nod at her, then make eye contact.
“Follow me, we have to go somewhere no one will here us. I don’t want anyone else to know.” I whisper, incase anyone happens to be around. She nods at me as I walk past her. I lead her out of the common room and up to a deserted tower. She stands in the door way and watches me as I walk across the room and sit on an old couch in the corner. She slowly closes the door and comes to sit near me. Nether of us say anything for a long time, waiting for the other to start.
“So what is all this about then?” Hermione asks bravely breaking the silence. I look up at her, and I know she can see my fear. I run a hand through my shaggy, long, messy, mop of red hair. Letting out a sigh, building up the courage to tell her.
“This is where we used to meet, nobody else comes up here. We would sit on this couch and talk for hours, not even realizing how late it was.” I mumble not really telling her, but just remembering. I can feel the tears start again, and I try to stop them but can’t. I can feel her eyes on me, she’s probably confused. What else am I going to say? Do I really want her to know, or do I want to keep it all to myself?
“Who did you meet here?” I hear her ask, her voice quite. Almost afraid of the answer. I think she already figured it out, but I’ll go along with her and tell her. I sigh and meet her eyes with mine.
“Who do you think, I would meet with Cedric. We would sit here for hours, nothing else mattered to us. It was just him and me, the rest of the world was gone.” I tell her, knowing she can hear the happiness in my voice, but even though I sound happy it not true. I don’t think I will ever be happy again.
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Ok so I know it’s kinda on the short side, but I just wanted to see what people think. If you like it then please review, cuz I don’t see the point in updating a story no one likes ^_^
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, for if I did it would not be as suitable for little kids ^_^
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How did this happen, we had been so happy. A whole year of love and happiness. We thought the Triwizard tournament would be fun, we planed everything he would be doing in his tasks together. Harry and Hermione never knew of course, they would never have understood. They never noticed that I was never around, Harry to busy with his own planning, and Hermione was to busy with Krum.
My Cedric, gone, I can’t believe it. No one understands, that’s because no one knew. No one even knew I was friends with him, let alone lovers. So you can imagine what people thought when I started to shut down. It has been two weeks and I haven’t talked to anyone, I’ve eaten very little. I probaley look like shit, but I don’t care.
It’s the beginning of my third week without Cedric. I’m sitting in the common room, watching the wall. I don’t notice anything around me, because nothing matters. I do notice however when someone places a hand on my back and rubs slowly. That’s also when I realize I’m crying.
“Ron, are you sure you’re ok? It’s been two weeks and you’re still crying.” Hermione asks me with sadness in her voice. I wish everyone would just leave me alone. Slowly I glance up at her, wiping the tears off my face. Glancing around I notice that we are the only two people in the common room. I turn back to her.
“I’m fine Hermione, really I am. Where is everyone?” I ask trying the change the topic. I don’t think she’ll fall for it though, it never works on her. I look down at my hand which are resting on my knees, trying to avoid eye contact with her. I hear her sigh with frustration.
“Everyone is at dinner, but that is besides the point. You have been curled up in this corner all day, looking lost with tears falling down your face. For two whole weeks you have been distancing yourself from everyone. Yes Cedric dying has hurt a lot of people, but Ron, you weren’t even friends with him. I don’t understand why you are so upset.” She says, anger and sadness dripping from her voice. Why does she have to mention his death, why? Does she even relies how hard his death is? I can feel my eyes fill with tears, I don’t even bother trying to stop them.
“You don’t know anything! You wouldn’t understand, nobody would! Just leave me alone Hermione!” I snap at her, roughly wiping away my tears. I get up and start to walk up to the dorms, but before I even get up the first step Hermione stops me.
“Ron, please tell me why you’re so upset. I’ll try to understand, I really will. I promise it will make you feel better.” She pleads with me, letting go of my wrist, which she had grabbed to stop me. I turn to face her, my eyes set on the ground. Slowly I nod at her, then make eye contact.
“Follow me, we have to go somewhere no one will here us. I don’t want anyone else to know.” I whisper, incase anyone happens to be around. She nods at me as I walk past her. I lead her out of the common room and up to a deserted tower. She stands in the door way and watches me as I walk across the room and sit on an old couch in the corner. She slowly closes the door and comes to sit near me. Nether of us say anything for a long time, waiting for the other to start.
“So what is all this about then?” Hermione asks bravely breaking the silence. I look up at her, and I know she can see my fear. I run a hand through my shaggy, long, messy, mop of red hair. Letting out a sigh, building up the courage to tell her.
“This is where we used to meet, nobody else comes up here. We would sit on this couch and talk for hours, not even realizing how late it was.” I mumble not really telling her, but just remembering. I can feel the tears start again, and I try to stop them but can’t. I can feel her eyes on me, she’s probably confused. What else am I going to say? Do I really want her to know, or do I want to keep it all to myself?
“Who did you meet here?” I hear her ask, her voice quite. Almost afraid of the answer. I think she already figured it out, but I’ll go along with her and tell her. I sigh and meet her eyes with mine.
“Who do you think, I would meet with Cedric. We would sit here for hours, nothing else mattered to us. It was just him and me, the rest of the world was gone.” I tell her, knowing she can hear the happiness in my voice, but even though I sound happy it not true. I don’t think I will ever be happy again.
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Ok so I know it’s kinda on the short side, but I just wanted to see what people think. If you like it then please review, cuz I don’t see the point in updating a story no one likes ^_^