Ron Weasley (weasleyis) wrote in eighth_rpg, @ 2010-12-19 00:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | hermione granger, ron weasley |
Who: Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger
What: Umm...
Where: Their flat.
When: 3 am, Sunday morning
Rating: TBD
Ron had spent the entire day trying to shut everything out. The fact that Hermione had decided to take his wand away from him while he was sleeping would have infuriated him, but he really didn't want to fight with her. So rather than getting angry he just shut down. It was easier that way, anyway. He didn't want to deal with anything, so he didn't.
At one point he'd glanced through his journal, seeing several things written to him. He couldn't respond, but that was only an excuse for not wanting to respond. He knew what had happened, but that didn't mean he had to accept it.
But by now, in the middle of the night, the nagging feeling he'd been fighting off all day was becoming too strong to ignore. He knew he had to go back. There. That he couldn't postpone it forever. That he needed to confront it.
He didn't want to tell Hermione where he was going. But he needed his wand back. She'd gone off to their room about two hours before, and he hoped she was fast asleep because he needed to find his wand without her knowing. He'd searched every other room, to no avail, so now it was time to try the bedroom. And not wake her up.
Ten minutes later he was ready to curse, and he didn't care if he woke her up. He needed his wand and he was getting it back one way or the other. So swearing, he slammed the drawer on the nightstand shut in frustration and turned on the lamp, and then glared in Hermione's direction, waiting for her to wake up.
"Where is it?" he demanded, as soon as she'd opened her eyes.