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It's Hard Speaking in Past Tense by Cedrics_gurl

Format: One-shot
Chapters: 1
Word Count: 642
Status: COMPLETED

Rating: 12+
Warnings: No Warnings

Genres: Romance
Characters: Ron, Hermione
Pairings: Ron/Hermione

First Published: 08/05/2007
Last Chapter: 08/05/2007
Last Updated: 09/11/2007

Summary:


They say the teachers at Hogwarts teach you everything you need to know. They lie. Who the hell are they anyway? Whoever they are, they’re seriously misguided. The teachers at Hogwarts teach you everything you need to know about magic, friendship, loyalty and teamwork, but they don’t teach you anything important. Another amazing banner by loopylooneylunalovegood at the Dark Arts!


Chapter 1: It's Hard Speaking in Past Tense
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Note: I know that when someone close to you dies you want something to hold onto, Ron is no exception, and someone I know used Ron's method, so please review!




It's Hard Speaking in Past Tense: The Last Words I Spoke

They say the teachers at Hogwarts teach you everything you need to know. They lie. Who the hell are they anyway? Whoever they are, they’re seriously misguided. 

The teachers at Hogwarts teach you everything you need to know about magic, friendship, loyalty and teamwork, but they don’t teach you anything important. 

For example, they don’t teach you how to talk to girls, deal with girls or understand them. They don’t teach you how to cope with loss, but the thing that hurts me most, is that they don’t teach you how to speak in the past tense. 

I am forever still saying, “Hermione’s ace, isn’t she mate?” I should be saying, “Hermione was ace, wasn’t she mate?” I try to make myself say it, but I always slip up. It’s as though a part of me wants to hold on, hold on and pretend she’s not gone. Pretend the past isn’t the past. I want to speak in present tense. I want to hear her voice yelling at me, telling me that my emotional range of a teaspoon has now deteriorated, or that I should give up on Madame Rosmerta … anything. I just want to hear her. 

Harry doesn’t seem to find it so hard, he managed to speak at her funeral, he wrote a great long speech, it made people laugh and cry. I couldn’t do it. I had written a speech, I had practised it. But when I stood up, my voice gave way, and the only words I managed to say were, “I love you, Hermione.” I had never said those words before. What’s worse is that I can’t say I never had the chance. I had all the chances in the world, except I was too much of a coward. 

Hermione isn’t a coward, there I go again! Hermione wasn’t a coward, if she was a coward she wouldn’t have died whilst fighting two Death Eaters. That’s probably why I never told her. I never told her I loved her because I was too scared to in case she did something incredibly brave. 

I had planned to say everything, everything from how brave she is, was, to how loving, kind, considerate, understanding … but when it came to my last chance to speak to her, it was all too inexplicable. 

The last words I spoke to her were the one’s I meant most, I would love her even if she were as brave as Neville when he was eleven, if she were as ugly as a hag, considerate as I am, because deep down, she would still be Hermione. 

I know in my head that she is gone, that I should speak in past tense. But in my heart? In my heart she is still there, still there and she won’t ever die, and that’s why I won’t let her die in my speech. 

As long as she stays alive in my heart, I will keep her alive in my speech.





Yes, I know, sad, happy, cute and let's admit it, sickly...but ask yourself these questions:

1) Was Ron in character?
2) Was there a good story line?
3) Were there spelling/grammar errors?

Then ask yourself questions concerning the story, find your own answer, your own opinion, and then tell me! I want to know, after all, if I don't know how to improve, how can you expect me to???


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