Handling Glass | ✔

Chapter Twenty Six

"Crap." I muttered under my breath. I tried to turn around and go back without him seeing but I soon hear his calls behind me.
"Hermione!" I closed my eyes and breathed out. So close. I swivelled around to face him and put on a smile.
"Hi." I had been avoiding Ron for the last week, ever since it all happened. I know it's mean, he was there for me but that doesn't escape the fact that it was incredible mortifying. He approached me and my fingers started fiddling with my bag strap as nervousness took over my body.
"Hey, I haven't spoken to you in a while." Ron said as he reached me.
"Yeah just busy with work and stuff I guess." I shrugged trying as hard as I could to deflect the conversation.
"Hermione, can we-" he paused looking around like he'd just killed someone and he didn't want anyone to know. He took my arm and dragged me into the nearest empty classroom before I could object.
"What are you doing?" I questioned him but he ignored me. He shut the door, silencing the room from the chaotic hallway we were just standing in.
"We need to talk." I swallowed hard.
"About what." Ron gave me a look.
"Don't do this Hermione. We can just forget about what happened." I shrugged.
"Why?"
"Because, I know you don't want to hear this, but Hermione you have a problem." He announced in a soft voice. My eyes started to sting, why did I always cry in front of Ron? This was just getting ridiculous (tbt Prisoner of Askaban 😉). I directed my gaze to a light, I read in a book that it's supposed to stop you from crying.
"I'm fine." I said in a voice that even the dumbest on earth wouldn't believe. Ron rolled his eyes.
"Please, Hermione, just let me in." He pleaded. After a second's hesitation I nodded my head in  acceptance. Ron looked as shocked as I was. I sighed and sat down on a bench; it was lunch time and lessons weren't due to start for another 45 minutes. Ron sat down next to me and awaited my confessions.
"Ever since the article everyone has been throwing insults at me. They're always laughing at me and ridiculing me as I walk down the corridors, its annoying but bearable, they don't know what they're talking about so I just ignored it." I looked down at my hands on my lap. Ron reached over and interlocked his fingers with mine, giving my hand a comforting squeeze. I gave a small smile.
"It was okay, until these three particular people started doing it too. They took it too far. They threatened me, called me names, hurt me." I breathed in out slowly, feeling a heaviness form on my chest.
"It's okay though," I shrugged. "Everyone gets bullied."
"No. It's not okay." Ron snapped.
"It wasn't that that made me do it." I shook my head looking down at the pale lines on my wrist. Taking a deep breath I launched into it.
"I have these voices." I told him, my voice wavering and he holds my hand tighter. I think he's already guessed but I had to get it out.
"I have these voices in my head and they say things, horrible things." I closed my eyes.
"Everything that everyone thinks about me, everything I think about myself." I felt a cool tear run down my face.
"It's not true." I opened my eyes and looked at Ron.
"Don't listen to them."
"I'm going crazy Ron." I whispered.
"We'll get you some help okay?" He told me in a sad voice and I fell into his arms. He held me tight and I closed my eyes, breathing in his smell, the smell I've missed so much. I pulled away and we looked at each other. He placed his hand on my cheek.
"It's all going to be okay." He told me before kissing me on the forehead.
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I heard shouting around the corner and I go to investigate. There are groans and I round the corner puzzled. The scene that was laid out in front of me stopped me in my tracks. There was Ron who had Charlie pinned up against the wall and was repeatedly. I gasped and ran forward, tugging Ron's arm back that was around Charlie's throat. I felt like this was a recurring thing.
"What the hell are you doing?!" I shouted at Ron, then looked down at the crumpled figure of Charlie.
"Whats going on here?" I heard a teachers voice echo down the hall. I quickly grabbed Ron's arm and pulled him away and down the hall before any of the teachers could see.
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"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" I shouted as soon as we had closed the door to my bedroom. I was lucky that I had a sociable roommate who was out all the time because if she saw all the things that happened in here I'm pretty sure she would lock me up in an asylum. Ron crossed his arms and looked at me with a straight face.
"He deserved it." He stated in a calm voice.
"How did you even know that it was him?" Ron shrugged.
"I asked around." My body was shaking with nervousness.
"Oh my god." I said to myself. "What have you done?!"
"I was defending you." Ron objected.
"No what you've done is make it whole lot worse."
"I don't see what the problem is."
"You've just angered him Ron and now he's going to take it out on me." Ron's face dropped in realisation.
"I'm sorry. I just needed to show him that he can't do that to you." I sat down on the edge of my bed and then stood back up again. My mind was on full panic mode and I had no idea what to do.
"Why Ron?!" I shouted at him. I know he was just trying to help but he's made my life drastically worse.
"Jesus!" I pushed my hands through my hair in worry.
"Why? Why do you care so much Ron?!" His eyes softened and so did my anger. He looked anywhere that wasn't at me.
"Because." He said in a soft voice. I sighed, putting my face in my hands.
"I know it's not really your fault Ron but I really want to punch you right now, so can you just leave please?" Ron folded his arms again to show that that's exactly not what he's going to do.
"Do not test me right now Ron, I'm seriously angry." When he still didn't move but just continued to watch me, my anger sparked up again.
"God dammit Ron, I'm dead. Ugh why for once on your life can you not learn to keep you stupid mouth shu-" I was cut of when Ron moved towards me and pressed his lips against mine. I kissed back and our lips moved together, all of my previous worries slipped away. I swung my arms round his neck and and leaned back, bending at the back. His hands glided through my hair and the kiss deepened. All of our built up passion seemed to go into this one kiss and a felt a shock pass through our lips. We stood up straight and drew apart. I breathed quickly and deeply, trying to catch my breath. We stared into each other's eyes and Ron put his hand on my cheek.
"I'm not gonna let anyone hurt you." He whispered. I smiled and then grabbed his collar and pulled him in again.
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Wooo! It happened! The moment you've all been waiting for!! 👏🏻👏🏻 btw don't expect your first kiss to be anything like this, if you haven't had it, everything is better in books. Anyway kind of a short one cause you know exams and stuff but I just wanted to update for you guys. Also it was just Ron and Hermione for this chapter but now that they've finally admitted their feelings for each other it's going to be more normal and with more characters in it. I know the plan for the rest of the book now so hopefully my updates will be a bit quicker. Anyway love ya weirdos 😘