Till Death Do Us Part [R.W]

TROPHY ROOM

"Er.. Ron? Sorry to wake you, but we've arrived." Said Neville nervously. Luna and Ginny had joined him at his side. He rubbed his eyes before realizing where he was and sitting up fast. Ginny chuckled before grabbing Luna's arm to walk out.

"Come on Neville, he had a bad dream." Luna said serenely before vanishing behind the door. He did have a bad dream. He dreamt the train had broken down and he couldn't find Harry or Hermione. Eden was in it too, which made him feel weird.

He remembered he was still on he train, and he wanted to make it to dinner. He grabbed his suitcase from his other compartment before quickly exiting the train.

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"Ron! Where have you been? We haven't seen you for ages! You went to Slughorn's, then we thought you would come back but you didn't, and we got worried, but Harry was rushing me out and I didn't have time to look-." Rushed Hermione all in one breath. Harry chuckled from across from her.
"Mione, relax. He was just late, right?" Sometimes Ron was really thankful for Harry. Other times he was just annoying.

Ron sat down next to Hermione, who was facing the Slytherin table. Ron packed his plate full.

"Nice view?" He gestured to the green table before taking a huge bite of a chicken leg. She scoffed.
"Hardly, I've been getting death stares since I sat down." She shuddered, like the thought was too much to handle. She was so strong, sometimes he was envious of her.

Something caught Ron's eye. A flash of blonde hair and icy blue eyes. She was probably the prettiest thing to walk this earth, but she was evil. He needed to remember what side she chose, and what side he did.

"Ron? Are you even listening to me?" Hermione snapped her fingers in front of his face.

"Spaced out, sorry. What'd I miss?" Hermione tutted, disapprovingly. Harry shook his head. "We're talking about which defensive charms to use when we're, y'know." He looked down at his plate.

"So nothing worth hearing." Ron shot back. He didn't get enough sleep on the train. Hermione gasped and Harry had an unexplainable look on his face. She stuttered before she talked.

"I-I will have y-you know that we're doing this for Harry. Not to please you! You should really listen to this, based on the foolish flutter you turn to with your wand waving!" She scolded before hotly storming out of the Great Hall, not bothering to touch her food. Harry waved it off. "Don't mind her, she had a bad evening." He reasoned.

Ron shrugged and stood up. He wasn't very hungry anymore.

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Eden sat down next to Draco and his friends.

There were dark circles under her eyes, the lights were too bright on the train and she didn't sleep well. She had a bad dream.

"So, what are we doing this year?" Said Castor, rubbing his hands together before tapping them on the table. Eden rolled her tired eyes. "Other than not cause any trouble?" She snarled back. Castor didn't look at all humbled. He just huffed and smirked, and that made her even more mad.

She looked over at the Gryffindor table. Red was a disgusting color, she thought.

She saw the golden trio themselves sitting down talking. Someone must've said something to upset poor Granger, because she threw a little temper tantrum before storming out.

Eden saw Ron get up too, and had the urge to follow him. But she didn't.

"Eden? You there?" Draco waved a hand in her face, and she snapped out of it. She apologized before asking, "What was that?" Pansy replied, "We we're talking about the best insults to throw at the Gryffindors, then I asked if you had ever had some good ones." She twirled her hair around her finger while she spoke. Eden thought it was pathetic.