The Sugar Quill
Author: Corkingly Spiffing  Story: Days Go By  Chapter: Chapter One: Hermione
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Last time I talked to you,

A/N: I thought I'd try something new this time. Hope ya like it. BEWARE! I'm not the greatest writer. Disc: Once again, I own nothing; I own no songs of any sort. Stars the song. I hope it shows up.


A special thanks to Moey, my beta reader. Thanks for pointing out all the grammatical errors I’ve missed!

Day’s Go By is property of Dirty Vegas and their record label.

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*You You *

Hermione wrapped her cloak around her tighter. Cripes, its cold out, she thought. I'll just run into the Leaky Cauldron real quick.

Hermione had come a long way since Hogwarts. She was one of the top Unspeakables in the Ministry. She lived in a three room flat in
London. She wrote stories about her adventures with Harry and Ron in her spare time. She had a pretty decent life. But she missed one thing.

* You are still a whisper on my lips. A feeling at my fingertips*

His name was Ron Weasley.

*That's pulling at my skin *

Yes, Ron and she had been an item since their fifth year at school. But when he proposed to her after graduation, she had to refuse! She had her whole life ahead of her! What was she supposed to do, sacrifice her life for love?

* You leave me when I'm at my worst. Feeling as if I've been cursed. Bitter cold within*

Yes, she should have. Ron had completely disappeared off  the face of the earth. He wasn't accepting her owls, he didn't show up in the Daily Prophet Obituaries, and though her friendship with Harry and Ginny was still strong, they wouldn't say were he was.

* Days go by and still I think of you. Days when I couldn't live my life without you.*

Hermione shivered, partly from the cold, partly from the hurt she remembered in his eyes when she had said no. What she wouldn't give to walk into him; just to see his warm, hazel eyes, to smell the smell that was indefinable other than it was Ron, to feel his arm enclose her, giving her that feeling of complete safety.

*Days go by and still I think of you. Days when I couldn't live my life without you. *

But that couldn't happen.

Or could it?

*Without you. *

As Hermione stepped into the Leaky Cauldron, she scanned the room, looking for a familiar face. There was Dean and Parvati in the corner, and at the bar were Neville and Eliose Midgen. And over by the loo. Could it be? The tall, muscular body and the shocking red hair that could only belong to one Ron Weasley.

* Without you.*

Hermione crossed over to the man who was dancing back and forth on his feet. The sight would have been amusing, had her heart not been beating rapidly at the possibility. She reached out (and up) to tap the mans shoulder.

*You are still a whisper on my lips.

A feeling at my fingertips.

That's pulling at my skin.*


The man turned around, and soon she was staring into the hazel eyes that were unmistakably Ron's. How many times had she stared into those eyes? They were once filled with love and happiness. Now, they were filled with loneliness and surprise.


*You leave me when I'm at my worst.

Feeling as if I've been cursed.

Bitter cold within. *

"Yes, it's me."

"God, Hermione. It's so wonderful to see you again! How have you been? Do you have enough time to have a butterbeer or something?"

*Days go by and still I think of you.

Days when I couldn't live my life without you. *

I'd love to."

Even if she had plans, there was no way they would keep her from him right now.

He seemed to forget his bladder problem for the moment, and he guided her to a booth with his arm around her waist.

God, how I've missed him. How I've missed his touch. Hermione thought.

*Without you.

Without you.*

what's new with you?" Hermione asked, a little to enthusiastically.

Ron didn't seem to notice.

He proceeded to tell her about his life as an Unspeakable also.

*Days go by and still I think of you.

Days when I couldn't live my life without you. *

Ron eventually had to give in, excuse himself, and rush to the now- empty bathroom. While he was doing this Hermione sat and sighed contentedly. Until.

"Hello, Mudblood."

Draco Malfoy.

"What an unpleasant surprise."

"Still getting ditched by self-respecting wizards everywhere?" he queried with an air of superiority.

She shot him an ice-cold glare. "Still getting beat up by self-respecting witches’ boyfriends’ everywhere?"

Draco's cheeks tinged pink at the memory. He had tried to come on to her in their seventh year.

"What do you think you’re doing here?" said a growl of a voice from behind Draco. The shorter man turned around and looked up into the furious eyes of Ron. The look he was giving quickly made Draco scramble out the door. Hermione looked at Ron with admiration and love.

Why had she given this up?

As they stood up, and walked into an alley, she decided to right her wrongs.

*Days go by and still I think of you. Days when I couldn't live my life without you. *

"Hermione, I-" "Ron, I-"

They both started at the same time. Ron grinned the grin that melted her heart so many times. "You first." Hermione swallowed hard, trying to muster enough courage. "I. Are you-? What I'm trying to say is-" Damn, why did this have to be so hard? Hermione thought.

Ron stopped walking, and tilted her face up so her cinnamon eyes met his. "Hermione, I know a lot has, and hasn't happened between us but do you think, just maybe, we could."

"Ron, kiss me."

*Without you. Without you.*

He leaned down and placed the softest, most delicate kiss on her lips.

*Without you. *

She missed those kisses.

*Without you.*

"I love you, Ron. I'm so sorry. I was a fool for rejecting your proposal. I miss you so much." Hermione looked up into Ron's eyes, which were once again filled with love.

"Well, in that case, Hermione, the offer still stands." Ron said has he pulled the ring box out of his pocket.

Hermione's eyes filled with tears as she whispered yes, and she felt Ron's lips on hers again.

*Without you.*

A/N: Okay. Please review and tell me how you though that was. :)


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