The Hermione/Harry/Ron Relationship Explanation (in the context of my story)
In Behind those Emerald Eyes, I am trying to follow canon because duh, everybody loves it including me =) Because Hermione and Harry were best friends in the past (and went through MANY things that brought them closer to together as friends), I tried to show how much pain any person would go through at the loss of such a person in their life. Sorry if it seemed too romantic. I did try to show how Harry had feelings for Ginny (with leaving her a rose when he left), and how Hermione was interesting in exploring a relationship with Ron (its mentioned somewhere in the beginning of my story). With the scene of Hermione on the lake, I’d like to say that Harry was the last link to her memories of both Ron and Harry (as they were always a trio of friends), and so she was mourning the loss of her previous life. Because Harry did not return for Hermione (NOT because he loves her romantically, just because they are best friends and depend on each other in so many ways), Hermione feels that she knows he is dead, and so she gets rid of the last thing tying her to the painful truth and memories – the necklace. Anyway, there’s my lengthy and probably confusing explanation, but I hope you aren’t too critical =)
READ THIS!!!!!!!!: i forgot to mention it earlier, but i'm transferring schools in a week so i'm busy with all of that and much more. the update will be in a couple of months i think, but i can promise you a "juicy" chapter for sure. it will be pretty amazing, haha ;D thanks for understanding!
I love cheese. Well, I guess I could debate that with myself, seeing as I only like three kinds of cheese, and there are like a billion different cheeses in the world. Goat cheese is so totally gross though, and seeing as I come from Norway, where everybody loves the thin brown slices, I guess you could say I digress from the norm.
But enough about cheese. Let’s talk about my little “bio” here. I come from a land down under. Well, it’s no Australia, but it is beneath the North Pole. And quite cold, to be frank about it. Come to think of it, you can be frank about anything. I sit behind a Frank in math class.
But we are still straying from point. I love tangents. There are a huge part of my life. I feel that random conversation is the only way a person can ever truly get to know another person, be you talking about cheese or the pros and cons of carpet cleaner.
But yet again, I find myself not informing you, the curious reader thinking about what kind of crazy person would honestly write such a story, about who exactly that very person is. Or are you getting a pretty good picture? I love to confuse people, it’s one of those raw talents everybody is born with.
But my raw talent and strange joy in writing a Harry Potter fan fic is not mad, I can ensure you. Some people take up pottery, I took up a story. Hopefully one which all of you will enjoy.
So here’s to you, the fantabulous readers, and to me, the, I quote, “brilliant” author, so that we may join in joyous connection though writing.
Leave me reviews!! ; D
PS- If you are confused, feel free to email me. I love getting "fan mail" =)
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