R/Hr FF : Can't Fight This FeelingCh2Pg1 - Page 5

Originally posted by: vid_hurry

This was awesome. Very well written. Thnks😃

I hope Ron and Hermione patch up soon. It's really sad for them to be hurting like that. I know its very sad . I think i am becoming evil lolz😆😆😆. Don t worry they will be together , very soon .

Chapter 6

part 2

Ron listened to Harry with barely concealed impatience, wishing his friend would shut up, but knowing that Harry had a duty as captain of the team to fulfill. Fortunately, Harry wrapped things up fairly quickly, and the game got underway.

The first half-hour was more or less as games normally did. A few points scored on both sides, but neither on gaining a distinct advantage. When he wasn't busy guarding the goals as Keeper, Ron found his eyes being drawn towards the bushy haired, dark-eyed Chaser. No matter how much he wanted to be mad at her, he couldn't help but watch her whenever he got the chance. She was playing remarkably well, for someone who couldn't even properly ride a broomstick a month ago, a Ron felt a surge of pride as he watched her. He'd done a pretty good job with her, hadn't he?

At least in that area. The other, more personal matters between them hadn't turned out so well. He couldn't understand it. He finally had the girl he'd wanted since fourth year, one of his best friends no less, and suddenly all they did was fight. Well, okay, maybe it wasn't completely sudden. They'd fought plenty of times in the past, but most of them had been more or less arguments. Not out-and-out-won't-even-talk-to-one-another fights.

He knew part of it was his fault, he admitted that willingly, at least to himself. But he couldn't help it if he had caught her and Seamus in the hall. She was his girlfriend, what was he supposed to do? Shrug it off and say that it was no big deal? But it was. It was a big deal to him. When he'd saw Seamus touch her arm in the hall, and then wink at her like that, he'd seen red. He'd been so jealous he couldn't even think straight. How dare he touch her? The boy was lucky Ron hadn't went after him then and there. Instead, he had taken his anger out on Hermione. And why shouldn't he have?

Then this morning-

Ron's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the screaming of the crowd and the yelling of his teamates. A Slytherin Chaser was headed straight for the middle ring, and Ron was no where near close enough to block the goal. He jerked his broom around and sped into position, but it was too late; the Quaffle flew through the hoop and Slytherin gained a ten point lead.

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The action was getting intense now. The two bludgers seemed to be everywhere at once, and Hermione would have sworn they seemed to be coming at her more often then anyone else. Was the Slytherin team trying to take advantage of her inexperience? With Draco Malfoy as their Captain, and a new Beater. she wouldn't put it past them.

She urged her broom faster, ducking and dodging Slytherin Chasers and a bludger. Her movements were still a bit jerky, but she was getting there. The goal posts drew closer, and she thought furiously, trying to judge which way to go would give her the best chance of scoring. She chose the center hoop. The Slytherin Keeper was positioned directly in front of it, so he wouldn't be expecting that.

Carefully, she turned her broom like she was positioning herself to take a shot at the left hoop, waited until the Slytherin moved to block her, then jerked the broom around and down, diving under him and straight back up to toss the ball through the hoop.

The resulting cheers from her teammates and Gryffindor fans alike rang in her ears, and she smiled broadly. From the corner of her eye, she saw Malfoy glaring at her, his eyes narrowed. She turned to face him, her smile turning into a pleased smirk. The expression turned even more smug as she heard the announcement that the game was over. Harry had caught the snitch. And Gryffindor had won.

She veered away from the Slytherin Captain, taking secret pleasure in his barely contained fury. I showed him! He thought I'd be horrible, but I bloody well wasn't!

She searched the faces of her teammates gathered a little way down the field, and looked unconsciously for the shock of red hair she knew must be there somewhere. And then she found him, and he was looking at her too. There eyes met, and it was the strangest thing, because even as she smiled at him, she saw his eyes go wide and an expression of horror cover his face. Weir-

The bludger came out of nowhere. Hermione never even saw it. All she knew was that one moment she was flying down to join her teamates, the next an extraordinary pain had exploded in her left side, spreading like wildfire through the rest of her body. The breath was gone from her lungs, and she couldn't seem to be able to get it back. The rest of her felt funny too, and with an odd kind of detachment, she realized that her hands were slipping off the handles, and she was starting to tilt way too far to the right. Her mind was fuzzy, and though she knew she should try to straighten up, to hold tighter to the broom, her body had stopped obeying her commands.

And then there was a rushing of air in her ears and her mind went blank. Darkness claimed her.

Ron watched Hermione steal the Quaffle right out from under the filthy Slytherin's nose and go speeding back towards the Gryffindor goals. Go Hermione, go! he urged silently, willing the girl to score. That would put them even with Slytherin again; sixty to sixty.

When she dodged the Slytherin Keeper in a brilliant move Ron had no idea she was capable of and sent the red ball spinning through the center hoop, Ron shouted in delight. Yes! Now the game was tied...

"Gryffindor wins!" came the excited cry from the announcer. "Harry Potter has caught the snitch!"

Okay, so the game was over. He grinned in happy relief and headed across the field to meet his cheering teammates. He was almost there when a thought struck him: Where was Hermione? He searched the ecstatic faces that were already gathered, but couldn't find her anywhere. She must still be in the air.

He turned to look, just in time to see Draco Malfoy glaring furiously at someone. Then the Slytherin boy raised his club and hit a hovering bludger so hard Ron thought he was going to fall off his own broom in the effort. Ron's stomach fluttered, and he suddenly got a sickening feeling in his gut...

Ron followed the other boy's line of vision, wanting to see what the object of his rage was but almost not daring to look. His suspicions were correct.

Ron met Hermione's eyes, horror dawning in his features. He watched as if in slow motion as the bludger struck her in the side, watched as her smile faded abruptly and a look of intense pain and confusion replaced it. And he watched her start to fall...

The crowd had gone deadly silent, and all eyes were on the lifeless figure that was falling through the air, the ground rushing up to meet her...And then she was flying, flying through the air in the arms of a boy with brilliant red hair, a boy who could very well have come out of thin air for all that they saw of his approach.

But he hadn't come out of thin air, he'd darted into action the moment Hermione had begun falling, swooping underneath her with a speed and a purpose that not even Harry displayed when reaching for the snitch.

And then he had caught her, just seconds before she would have hit the ground with a sickening crunch. Later, he would wonder where all the Professors had been, and why they hadn't done anything. And later, too, he remember that a staff meeting had been called, so there were fewer Professors present than usual, and that the ones that had been there had been in no position to do anything with a crowd of teeming students around them.

But for now, there was only the wide-open sky around him and Hermione. The feel of her limp body in his arms was alarming, to say the least, and Ron was so scared he thought he'd drop her himself if he didn't get his hands to stop shaking. He forced himself to tear his gaze away from the awful sight of her closed eyes and still face. He had to get her to the Hospital Wing, or at the very least back to the ground.

He landed as close to the castle as he could, with Harry coming up right behind him. Both dropped their brooms on the ground and rushed inside.

Madame Pomfrey was waiting for them in the Hospital Wing. How she had learned what had happened so quickly Ron never knew, but she was there and ready to help, and that was all that mattered.

After making sure Hermione was settled in a bed, and that Madame Pomfrey was taking care of her, Ron headed back out the door, his pace quick, but purposeful.

Harry glanced around after him, surprised. "Where are you going? Aren't you going to stay with her?"

Ron didn't look back, his eyes narrowed in anger and focused on something Harry couldn't see. "I'll be back later. I've got something to take care of."

Harry's eyebrows rose in confusion, and he felt a trill of alarm rush through him. Ron wouldn't leave Hermione right now unless it was very, very important. "What?"

Ron's answer was short and to the point, and said in such a tone that Harry felt his insides grow cold.

"Malfoy."

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Originally posted by: vid_hurry

That was superb. I hope Malfoy gets sanctioned for what he did. Hope that will solve Ron's and Hermione's problem. Hmmmm you have to wait & watch😉😉

Originally posted by: lleyton_crazy

this is brilliant, ur a great writer, keep up the good work

when will the rest come, its gettin interestin Probably very soon😃

hope ron & hermione patch up soon They will😉😉. Thnks😊

Originally posted by: winnerasha

great update!!! hope ron n hermione patch up soon...v They will don t worry 😃😊

Originally posted by: SitaLakshmi

Great job! I like this story a lot!Thanks ok i will update tomorrow probably it will be the last chapter 😭😭