snapealina | You're Nobody 'till Somebody Loves You

Title: You're Nobody 'till Somebody Loves You
Author:

snapealina
Rating: T
Pairing: Severus Snape/Ron Weasley (no slash)
Disclaimer: The brilliant J.K. Rowling own the characters. I just play with them... a lot...

Chapter 7

The sun was shining and it was a really beautiful day. Ron wished he could be outside with the rest of the students. He was getting bored. There was nothing to do in the hospital wing, and no one to talk to.

He looked at the clock on the wall. It was almost lunchtime now and he wanted to be in the Great Hall with everybody else, but of course he was stuck in bed, all alone as usual. Why hadn’t anyone visited him yet? Didn’t they know that he was awake?

“Of course they know”, he told himself. Harry and Hermione would probably show up pretty soon when lunch started.

But lunchtime came, and still no one came. Now Ron was getting wound up.

Why didn’t anyone come to see him?

If this had happened just two months ago, the hospital wing would be packed with his friends. All of them wondering how he was doing, and keeping him company every chance they got.

But this time the person that was by his side when he woke up was Snape… And his friends hadn’t even bothered to show up yet, even though he was sure they’ve had plenty of chances. Ron started yet again to feel sorry for himself, and remembered why Snape’s comment had stung so deep the other night. He really felt like nobody.

The day passed on, and Ron couldn’t remember ever being this bored. It was already seven thirty, and no one had visited him yet. There were some magazines lying by his bed, but he had flipped through them hours ago, and wasn’t exactly that into Witch Weakly anyway…

What was he supposed to do with all this time? He wanted to walk around, but didn’t have the strength yet. He even felt like doing homework just to keep occupied, but he didn’t have any of his books or any of his things, he didn’t even know where his wand was. Ron sighed loudly.

Finally at eight o’clock, after Ron had finished counting everything he could find in the room, four people walked into the room.

“It was about bloody time,” Ron snorted at his visitors.

“Now that’s a way to make people feel welcome,” Ginny snorted back to her brother.

“What took you so long? I’ve been in here for a week you know.” Ron wanted them to know how much he was hurting.

“We know, and we’re sorry,” said Hermione. “We’ve been here to see you before, you know, but you were unconscious, so…

“So you didn’t think I’d like visitors then?” Ron interrupted.

Hermione fell quiet and turned to Dean, burying her face in his chest.

“Things have been really hectic lately, Ron.” Harry finally spoke. “I had to find a replacement for you as keeper, and it has NOT been easy.”

“So Quidditch and being captain is more important than your best friend, is that it?”

“That’s not what I said, Ron”

“You didn’t need to…” Ron mumbled.

Harry and Ron both fell silent, and didn’t look at each other. Ginny took Harry’s hand, carefully stroking it to comfort him. The silence was unbearable. Then Ginny finally said:

“Fine, Ron! We came up here to see how you were doing, because we were worried about you. But now I can clearly see that you’re the same self-centred, self-pitying git you’ve always been. He’s back to normal guys. Nothing to worry about here… let’s go!”

She let go of Harry’s hand and turned to walk out of the room. Harry followed her immediately, not even looking at Ron as he left.

Hermione and Dean were still standing by Ron’s bed, quite uncomfortable.

“Aren’t you two going after them?” Ron asked angrily. ”There’s no point in staying for stupid Ron’s sake.”

Hermione pulled out a bag and laid it on Ron’s bed.

“Here,” she said quietly. “I just thought you were bored, so I brought you some of your things.”

Then she turned back to Dean, and together they followed Harry and Ginny out of the hospital wing.

“Now, that must have been the most dim-witted thing I have ever witnessed.”

Ron startled as the snarky voice spoke.