One Moment in time
Author: Ohepelss Oramtnci
Spoilers: All four books
Category: Romance
Rating: Pg- Pg-13
Summary: Ron and Hermione broke up and Hermione is devastated. Harry stands by her and helps her pull through this time of difficulty. Would love eventually blossom between them?
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter related characters belong to J,K. Rowling. OC characters belong to me. The song is copyrighted to Savage Garden, I knew I loved you
Author Notes: Hope that you will enjoy the story and please read and review.
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Nappa - Well, for one thing, I am not British, and well *smile sheepishly* I don't know how much they cost
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Chapter 5: Harry, Yes? Shut Up
"HERMIONE, WAIT FOR ME!!!!" Harry shouted as he rushed through the check-in desk. Hermione turned around. Hermione's frown turned into a weak smile.
"So, you have decided to come." Hermione said as she set down her luggage. Harry smiled at her and caught his breath.
"Uh-oh" He said suddenly. Hermione looked up at him.
"Don't tell me you have changed your mind again?" Hermione commented, crossing her arms and tapping her foot. Harry shook his head.
"I have no clothes? What am I supposed to change into?" Harry asked. Hermione stifled a giggle and looked at her watch.
"Apparate home silly. I will wait here for you. We only need to board the plane in 10 minutes." Hermione said, pointing at her watch. Harry nodded and quickly apparated home.
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'Pop' Harry apparated into his room and pulled a luggage out from the top of the cupboard and grabbed a few clothes and stuffed them hastily into his brown leather case. Now, now, now, what else did I left out? Harry scanned the room and rummaged his drawers. A picture of Ron fell out.
That's it. I have to leave a note for Ron in case he comes looking for me. Harry whipped out a quill from his pocket and grabbed some parchment on the table and scrawled in a messy handwriting. Obviously, his handwriting didn't improve like others did and it still remained like it was 7 years ago.
Ron,
I am away, going after Hermione. Well, you should work too and try to find her. If you ever straighten your thinking and decided that you want her back, you can find her in China, though I am not exactly sure which part she will be in by than, but yes, China. And don't take too long, and don't expect her to come after you either. I have tried talking to both of you but neither will listen. You are at fault this time, so… please, do something. And don't worry, Hermione will be fine. Owl me if you need or want anything from China.
Yours Sincerely,
Harry Potter
Satisfied, Harry tucked the quill back in his pocket and tacked the note to the door of his room. Surely Ron can't miss it? With that, he apparated back to the airport and walked out of the toilet cubicle, luggage and all, surprising a muggle who was busy relieving himself.
He walked back to where Hermione was seated and sat down beside her. Hermione just turned around and look at him.
"What were you doing back home? Saying goodbye to all the furniture? You sure took a mighty 20 minutes to pack everything when you were given only 10 minutes." Hermione said, sarcasm laced in her voice.
"I was only 10 minutes late." Harry complained but Hermione had already begun dragging him towards the gate.
"If you don't hurry, the plane is going to leave without us." Hermione said as she pulled him all the way up on the plane.
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"Give me another cup of tequila." Ron said, burping abruptly. The bartender served the wine and left to tend another customer. Ron took another shot of tequila. Where was Harry when you need him? His wife has left him, now even his best friend is gone. Where on earth could he have disappeared to?
Ron did another hiccup. He decided that he had enough today and slammed the money down on the counter. Standing up, he held on to the chairs and tables unsteadily as he tried to make his way out. The vision before him was blurry, his head was getting heavy.
"Where on earth am I?" Ron wondered out loud, swinging his arms around him, nearly knocking into a waiter. Ron shook his head and blinked a few times. Hermione?
"Hermione!" Ron shouted as he walked unsteadily towards her and grasped her by the shoulders.
"Hermione, where have you been?" *Hiccup* "Do you know I miss you so?" *Hiccup* "Come back to me."*Hiccup*
The lady pushed his hands off her. "I am not Her… Oh, whatever. I am not who you think I am. I don't even know you." The lady said, pushing Ron with all her might.
"Hermione," *Hiccup* "Why are you avoiding me?" *Hiccup* "Why are you rejecting me?" *Hiccup* "Don't you love me?" *Hiccup*
"Laryn, is he bothering you?" The bartender said from behind. Ron gave a loud burp and vomited upon Laryn. Laryn looked down.
"Eww…" Laryn commented, pinching her nose. "Is there anyway you can put him? I must really get to China on time." Laryn said. "My boss wants me there by 9." Laryn continued.
"Put him in the backroom. Cast the charm on him." The bartender said. Laryn nodded and carried Ron to the back room.
"Kudruness" Laryn said, waving her wand over Ron. Ron blinked a few times and open his eyes.
"You are…" Ron said, clutching his head.
"Laryn Siovonne. And you are drunk. The exit is out the back gate, and I really have to go." Laryn said, smiling at him before disapparating.
"Laryn…" Ron trailed as he caught a glimpse of the female.
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"Hermione, dinner's served." Harry said, shaking Hermione gently. Hermione had been sleeping throughout the flight, taking a well-deserved rest. The past few nights hadn't been exactly pleasant as scenarios of the break-up kept appearing within her mind. Hermione fluttered her eyelids as she woke up.
"What did you say?" Hermione said, releasing a loud yawn.
"Dinner is served." Harry said, patiently. Hermione looked at him quizzically.
"Hannah is perved? Did you mean peeved? But why talk about Hannah?" Hermione said, rubbing her eyes as she tried to stifle the next coming yawn. Harry rolled his eyes.
"I said, Dinner is served, not Hannah is perved." Harry continued. Hermione grinned sheepishly.
"Sorry… So… er.. what's for dinner." Hermione said, trying to change the subject.
"Seriously Hermione, Hannah is perved? Well, I got you steak and potatoes. Do you want any soup?" Harry laughed as he opened the tray cover. Hermione gave another loud yawn.
"Soap? Why would I want soap? I do not need to bathe." Hermione said, picking up her fork and knife. Harry almost choked.
"I said, soup, not soap. There's no such thing as cream of potato soap, nor cream of pumpkin soap nor vegetable soap is there?" Harry said laughing good-heartedly.
"Speak clearer than." Hermione commented, taking a morsel of food.
"Don't yawn." Was all Harry said as he sipped his glass of red wine. Hermione looked at him, eyelids half closed (a/n: -_-… get it?) and put the earphones on, not willing to listen to Harry.
And now, the next song up is I knew I loved you. Hermione's fork dropped. Harry looked at her, an eyebrow rose. However, Hermione did not seem to see. She was already far back in memory land.
:: Flashback::
Hermione walked blindfolded into an unknown area. Someone had led her there. She wondered what Ron was up to. He had asked her to meet him at coastal Sands only to sent Harry to meet her. Harry, instead of telling her what's wrong, blindfolded her and took her on a car ride.
The car ride seemed like forever to Hermione. She couldn't sneak a peak at her watch for Harry had her tightly blindfolded.
"Harry Potter, where on earth are you leading me?" Hermione said as Harry guided her out of the door.
"You'll know in a second Hermione, no questions for now." Harry said as he continue leading her, turning left in a moment, and right the next minute. Hermione was getting confuse.
"Could we stop for a while?" Hermione asked.
"No." was all Harry said as he took another turn to the left.
"Where on earth are we going?" Hermione said, not willing to move. Harry tried to drag her but to no avail.
"Shake a leg Hermione. Don't get me into trouble." Harry said pleadingly but Hermione did not answer.
"Not until you… ah" Hermione screamed as Harry carried her piggy back.
"Let me down Harry Potter." Hermione screamed, fidgeting. Harry had a hard time but he still managed to move. Finally, he set her down at some place" Harry took out the blindfold and Hermione opened her eyes.
Before her was a sign made of popsicle sticks with lights twirled around them saying, 'Marry Me'. Hermione couldn't believe her eyes. She wanted to run. What sick joke was Harry playing on her? She turned around, wanting to run, only to see another sign. A cloth with the words 'Marry Me' spray-painted on it.
"What kind of sick joke are you playing on me Harry?" Hermione asked. Harry said nothing and stifled a few giggles as he pointed up to the sky. Hermione looked up only to see a broomstick fly across the sky, leaving a trail of golden powder. It said, 'Marry Me'. Hermione couldn't believe her eyes. This is not April Fool's Day, so why was Harry doing this to her?
Suddenly, Ron landed in front of her and knelt down in front of her.
"Will you marry me, Hermione?" Ron asked, taking from the pocket of his robe, a ring. Hermione was speechless. She turned and looked at Harry.
"So… it wasn't you who was proposing to me?" Hermione said, a little unsure. Harry looked at her, eyes wide open.
"No, what makes you think that?" He asked, laughing a little.
"Well…" Hermione said, playing with the hem of her shirt. She didn't know what to say. This was so embarrassing. Ron saved her just in time.
"Let's go in Hermione." Ron said as he led her into a little hut at the edge of the sandy beach. Harry followed behind.
The hut, though small, was just like home. The parquet floor was warm and felt comfortable to the soles of the feet. A fire was burning fiercely at the brick fireplace. Set in the middle was a table covered by a pristine white table cloth.
Ron pulled out the chair for Hermione and she sat on it. Ron sat on the other side. Harry meanwhile had changed his clothes into the sort like a butler's. He extinguished the lights around the house and covered the fireplace with a shade. Taking out his wand, he lighted the 3 wax candles in the centre of the room, took a bow, and left.
"So, what do you say Hermione? Will you marry me?" Ron asked, pouring a glass of white wine for himself and Hermione.
"Well, it depends on what you can come up with." Hermione said, smirking at him. Ron gave a little laugh as he set the wine bottle back where it belonged.
"Ahh… I knew you would say that." Ron said as Harry walked in and placed a blackforest cake on the table. With a knife, he deftly cut a slice each for both Ron and Hermione before taking his leave again.
"How did you know I like Blackforest cake?" Hermione said, picking up the dessert fork and taking a bite.
"I have my sources." Ron said mysteriously when suddenly, Hermione felt something hard and she spat it out.
"What's this?" She asked, pointing her fork at it.
"A rock bun, well, not just any rock bun, why don't you take a look at it?" Ron asked. Hermione peered at it closer. Engraved on this rock bun were the words 'marry me'. Hermione looked up, only to see Ron grinning at her. Nonchantly, she took another bite. Ron's grin remained on his face and Hermione was puzzled.
Just than, Harry walked in again and handed Ron three stalks of roses.
"This" Ron said as he took one rose. "Represents our past." Ron said, passing Hermione the rose. Hermione took it in her hand.
"This" Ron continued, taking out another Rose. "Represents our present." Ron said, passing Hermione another rose.
"And this." Ron said, holding the last rose in his hand as he stood up. "Represents our future." Ron continued as he knelt down beside Hermione and took out the ring.
"Marry me, Hermione." Ron said. Hermione looked at him with tears in her eyes and nodded. Ron stood up, so did Hermione, and they hugged each other like end was nearing them.
From a corner, a few notes of the violin were heard. Harry stood out and gently began playing. Hermione looked at Ron.
"Harry can play the violin?" Hermione asked, surprised. All those 7 years she had known him never told her that he knew how to play the violin.
"Yes, well, only this song." Ron said, smiling sheepishly. Care for a dance?" Ron asked. Hermione nodded and they began to sway gently to the music.
Maybe it's intuition,
Somethings you just don't question.
Like, in your eyes,
I see my future in an instant
And there it goes.
I think I've found my best friend.
I know that it might Sound more
Than a little crazy, but I Believe
I knew I loved you
Before I met you.
I think I dreamed you into life.
I knew I loved you before I met you.
I have been waiting all my life.
There's just no rhyme or reason,
Only this sense of completion.
And in your eyes,
I see the missing pieces
I'm searching for.
I think I found my way home.
I know that it might Sound more
Than a little crazy, but I Believe
I knew I loved you
Before I met you.
I think I dreamed you into life.
I knew I loved you before I met you.
I have been waiting all my life.
A thousand angels dance around you.
I am complete now that I've found you.
I knew I loved you
Before I met you.
I think I dreamed you into life.
I knew I loved you before I met you.
I have been waiting all my life.
I knew I loved you
:: End of flashback::
Tears had rolled down Hermione cheeks as the memories came flooding back to her. Her steak was slowly becoming salted and Harry, who was looking at her, took out a tissue. Hermione than broke from the trance and accepted the tissue.
"Ron, why must you do this to me?" Hermione said in a barely audible whispered, but Harry heard her.
"Hermione, if you really missed Ron, why not just forget everything and go back?" Harry asked, concerned.
Hermione did not moved as a single tear fell from her eye.
"Harry," Hermione said softly. Harry heard her and looked up.
"Yes?" Harry asked, hoping with his every fiber that she decided to go back. Hermione looked up and snapped.
"Shut up."
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Yay!!! I finally finished this chapter. I am so glad. Please read and review, please please