Till Death Do Us Part [R.W]

QUIDDITCH

Ron stood in the middle of the room, helplessly. Just a minute ago, they were laughing together. Now he feels kind of hurt. He pushed Eden out of his mind, though it was hard, and merely thought about Quidditch tryouts tomorrow. That made him somewhat feel better. He walked out of the door and locked the trophy room.  

_ _ _ _ _

Eden sat down on her bed, absolutely exhausted. She heard Pansy's barking laugh in the common room. She was probably drunk. Eden should've went with them, she needed something to drink more than ever right now. Here it is again. That question. If the world ended tomorrow, she would have regretted not going out drinking with her brother and his friends. If the world ended tomorrow, she would have regretted not staying longer with Ron in the trophy room.

She took off her school robes, and climbed into bed with only the comfort of her own skin. She pulled the covers way up, where they almost suffocated her.

She opened her drawer, and took out the pill bottle.

_ _ _ _ _

"Ron! Get up! Today's tryouts!" Shouted Harry. Ron gave an "Ugh," before turning over and falling back asleep. Harry shook him awake and pulled off his blanket. He was forced to get up and walk down to breakfast.

"Oh cheer up mate, we'll make it!" He said cheerfully. He then piled Ron's plate with warm eggs and toast. Ron had a weird dream. He was standing on a hill, and he was surrounded by birds. Eden was there too, though she just stood there and watched.

"Ron? Hello?" Hermione interrupted his thoughts. He didn't even realize she had sat down next to him.

"So, Quidditch tryouts?" Hermione asked, making conversation. She nibbled on a bit of toast while she talked.

Ron nodded wordlessly and Harry struck up a conversation about the upcoming O.W.L's. Ron looked around and absorbed the atmosphere. Only a couple of determined Gryffindors sat at the table, and the rest were up in their dorms. It was an early Saturday morning, and they would have a game next week. Ron hoped he got Keeper.

He stole a glance at the empty Slytherin table. There was hardly anyone there. Ron found himself disappointed when Eden wasn't in her usual spot surrounded by friends, looking quite alone. He wondered what she was doing, right now. Probably bullying first years.

He ate his eggs, and weirdly wondered what would happen if the world ended tomorrow.

_ _ _ _ _

Eden woke up with a start. She had dreamt she needed to kill Ron, on Voldemort's orders, and she couldn't do it.

Eden put a hand to her chest and felt her racing heart. She was sweating, which felt disgusting. She just remembered that there were Quidditch tryouts this morning, and she hoped to Merlin, as she quickly got dressed, that they hadn't already started.

She skipped breakfast, she was always nauseous in the morning.

She found herself practically skipping to the Quidditch pitch. The sun was rising, and was a color of flaming orange and sunlight yellow. She loved sunrises.

She found that not only had they not started tryouts, that she was early. She found Draco in the crowd, in his new Slytherin uniform, identical to hers.

"Seeker?" She said, making him jump. He laughed, throwing his head back and replied.

"You know it. Chaser?"

"You know it." She smirked. She saw Weasley and his Potter trotting down the hill in their uniforms. Why are they here?, she thought to herself, rolling her eyes. She would to anything to avoid another situation with Ron like the one they had before. She thought these tryouts were only for Slytherins, as it was the Slytherin team who needed more players.