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ofscarletwoman) wrote2004-12-27 11:01 am
ofscarletwoman) wrote2004-12-27 11:01 am
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FICLET: Remembrances, Ron/Hermione, PG-13
Title: Remembrances
Author: Tarie
Pairing: Ron/Hermione
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 308
Notes: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
violet_quill's Dice and Lego Drabble Challenge. My challenge was Ron/Hermione in the Shrieking Shack. This was supposed to be a drabble but it's a bit long so I suppose it's a ficlet!
He sank down on the rickety old four-poster bed with its dusty hangings, a broken shell of a man. Resting his elbows on his knees, he pressed the heel of his palm against his forehead and stared blankly at the floor, looking right through it.
“D’you remember?” he asked hoarsely.
The mattress sank under her added weight. Her shoulder brushed against his but he barely felt it. Numb. So fucking numb.
“I remember.”
“What did I say?”
“Don’t--” She sounded so tired, so afraid. Of him?
“Say it,” he snapped.
“If you want to kill Harry, you’ll have to kill us too....You’ll have to kill all three of us.”
He coughed, a rattling, dry cough that shook him to his very bones. “I meant it,” he rasped, raising his head out of his hands and looking at her, piercing her very soul with those haunted, soulful eyes of his.
“You did,” she murmured. She looked so old, he thought. Old but beautiful still. He’d always thought her beautiful, just as Harry did.
“I fucked up,” he said finally after a lengthy silence, voice breaking. “I tried. I tried to--”
“We tried,” she corrected, pulling him close in an embrace, crushing him against her chest. “Are- you are sure....?” Tentative.
“Yeah.” He licked his lips, suppressing a shudder that threatened to shoot through his body. “You?”
His answer came in form of a kiss – the kind of kiss a dying lover gives you using the last of their strength and the last of their breath.
Pulling back.
They nodded at one another, producing their wands.
He looked around that ramshackled room, blinking back tears. This is where it had really began, he thought.
“We’ll see you soon,” he mumbled.
Wands trained on one another.
Two voices rose in the heavy air.
“Avada Kedavra!”
Author: Tarie
Pairing: Ron/Hermione
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 308
Notes: Written for
violet_quill's Dice and Lego Drabble Challenge. My challenge was Ron/Hermione in the Shrieking Shack. This was supposed to be a drabble but it's a bit long so I suppose it's a ficlet!He sank down on the rickety old four-poster bed with its dusty hangings, a broken shell of a man. Resting his elbows on his knees, he pressed the heel of his palm against his forehead and stared blankly at the floor, looking right through it.
“D’you remember?” he asked hoarsely.
The mattress sank under her added weight. Her shoulder brushed against his but he barely felt it. Numb. So fucking numb.
“I remember.”
“What did I say?”
“Don’t--” She sounded so tired, so afraid. Of him?
“Say it,” he snapped.
“If you want to kill Harry, you’ll have to kill us too....You’ll have to kill all three of us.”
He coughed, a rattling, dry cough that shook him to his very bones. “I meant it,” he rasped, raising his head out of his hands and looking at her, piercing her very soul with those haunted, soulful eyes of his.
“You did,” she murmured. She looked so old, he thought. Old but beautiful still. He’d always thought her beautiful, just as Harry did.
“I fucked up,” he said finally after a lengthy silence, voice breaking. “I tried. I tried to--”
“We tried,” she corrected, pulling him close in an embrace, crushing him against her chest. “Are- you are sure....?” Tentative.
“Yeah.” He licked his lips, suppressing a shudder that threatened to shoot through his body. “You?”
His answer came in form of a kiss – the kind of kiss a dying lover gives you using the last of their strength and the last of their breath.
Pulling back.
They nodded at one another, producing their wands.
He looked around that ramshackled room, blinking back tears. This is where it had really began, he thought.
“We’ll see you soon,” he mumbled.
Wands trained on one another.
Two voices rose in the heavy air.
“Avada Kedavra!”
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Oh.My.GAWD. That was just....WAH!!!!! SO intense. Poor Trio!
Wow. That just gets you.right.there.
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*sobs*
Though you're right.
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Yep. Sniffling now :( Poor woobs!
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::totters off to take monthly meds::
you gotta warn me first when I'm hormonal!! but that was *so* well-written that I'll let you off the hook for my tears this time ;)
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:~(
*sobs*
I didn't see that coming at all.
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Wow, totally unexpected. Enjoyed, but dude. *wanders off in search of fluff*
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