Romione - Fan Fiction for Fangirls

Chapter Three - The Stress and the Lies.

Ron's POV

It seems like she's always sneaking glances at me. Like she's worried about me, I mean, what's there to worry about? Why would anyone else care that I'm on probation? Why would anyone else care that my whole life is just stress and lies? Harry and Ginny are having the time of their lifes lately. Starting and finishing early, getting to spend almost all of their life together. They don't seem to realize how lonely I am. Hermione does, of course, she never misses a thing, that girl. But, I just don't seem to have the nerves to tell her. But I have a feeling that something's coming soon.

'Umm... Ron?' I hear a tentative voice outside my office door that I recognize immediately. 'Umm... It's Hermione here... can I talk to you for a second?'. 

I sighed, resigned to defeat. 'Er... sure. But... I'm kind of busy, so... make it quick.' I mumbled.

I heard door creak open and listened to her shocked silence. 'Ron...?' There was more silence.

'Yeah?'.

'Er... Where's all your stuff? Is this your office or are you setting up for another member of department, or...?'. Her question wasn't finished, but somehow they both knew the answer.

'Well, actually, it's kind of a long story...' I paused and glanced up and saw that she had the kind of stern look that she usually wore when she found out that Harry and I hadn't done our homework. I suppressed a grin. 'Umm... Well, have you noticed that I've been acting a bit... unusuall?' She nodded, urging me on. 'Well, ever since December, I've been on probation.' I bowed my head in shame. When Hermione didn't say anything I glanced upwards and saw her eyes widen in shock. But she still said nothing. 'Well, it's been really stressful working in this department... and they've all taken advantage of me and asked me to take extra shifts for free. When I first started, I was really keen, but now they all think that if they don't finish their work in time, I'll do it. And... well, I just couldn't let them down, could I? So, I've been doing all their work, the Head didn't know, of course, and when he found out that I didn't have enough time to do my work he put me on probation. I still couldn't finish my work... so today I was fired.'

I looked up, expecting to see the strained, stern and exasperated look that I often see on her face, but instead I saw a strong emotion of sympathy. 'Oh, Ron... this is just terrible! I can't believe it! How could you let the other people in your Department push you around so much?' She sighed, shaking her head.

'I-I don't know... Carlos Wereyu was very adamant about it... nothing will change his mind.'

'Mmm... Carlos Wereyu?' Hermione said thoughtfully. 'I knew him... He was a seventh year when we were first years... He always seemed to like me... Maybe if I just talked to him... Of course, he could always say no... But, he could also say yes... I mean, it's definitely worth a try... I'll go do it now!'

'Go do what now?' I called after her, horrified. If she went to beg with Carlos about my job, I would never get another one in the Ministry, in any Department, and that is exactly what I plan to do now, but if she interrogated Carlos then I wouldn't even get a job as a janitor. But, it seems that that's exactly what she's doing. Right now. Without fail. I sighed, and levitated my belongings out of the office door.

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