Well, here we go. Second to last chapter. I revised in my head exactly what was going to happen. So, who's up for some Angry!Ron?
I want to apologise for this chapter coming so late. And to every single person who's reviewed (or read and didn't review) thanks for even bothering to check this out. Fanfiction is one of the few outlets where you can actually find people willing to read and willing to give you honest feedback. And honest is amazing.
And, just for the record, this story WILL become worthy of the rating I have ever so proudly adorned it with when I first posted it. 'Cause you all are dirty perverts, and us authors are the dirty perverted suppliers. :p
by Ellie
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What the hell was going on?
I could keep telling myself that we could still be friends, but she must know as well that we have hit the point of no return.
Because not only had what occurred, occurred more than once, everyone knew... even if it was a silly rumor to many people, they still loved believing it.
I could only lie awake in my bed, my pants still unbuttoned... I should have fixed it, but I kept it like it was, a stupid reminder of not telling her exactly how I felt. But if I couldn't put it in a coherent sentence to myself, then how was I supposed to let her know?
She must think I'm using her.
And then I had to question how soundproof this room was, or if the yelling and fighting were just much louder than usual.
"WHEN WERE YOU GOING TO TELL ME!" I clearly heard Ron's voice yell from the Common Room, all the way through the door and down the stairs.
"IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!" I heard her yell back, and my heart started beating.
Not the excited kind like it was earlier, but the frightened kind. The kind that I knew something major was going on and it was changing everything.
Why did we have to be in the Common Room alone that night?
"YOU'RE RIGHT, I'M ONLY YOUR BEST FRIEND! I'VE ONLY KNOWN YOU SINCE YOU WERE ELEVEN! WHY WOULD YOU TWO GO BEHIND MY BACK-"
"WE DIDN'T GO BEHIND YOUR BACK-"
"AND TO HEAR IT FROM MALFOY!"
And then there was silence.
She'd be crying right now.
He had to hear it from Malfoy... I didn't even realise what a punch in the face that must have been for him. To know that his enemy knew about what was going on between the two of us before he ever did.
And I know I wouldn't have been able to tell him. He liked Hermione. A lot. Even if he didn't flat-out say it, the way he acted whenever he'd talk about her... we were hurting Ron.
And I was hurting Hermione.
And the fact that I was hurting anyone hurt me even more.
She must have left because there was no more yelling.
And no more than a few seconds later I heard footsteps storm towards the door near me, and I saw a very red-faced Ron look right at me, and not say a word.
I sat up quickly, and just looked at him.
"Ron, I'm-"
But he interrupted my apology. "How long?"
"How long?" I repeated his question.
"How long have you two been sneaking around? Bet you two didn't think you'd get caught-"
"Last night," I interrupted him.
He just looked at me.
"Ron, I'm sorry... it was all a big misunderstanding. Last night, we were in the Common Room, and something just kind of... happened. We didn't mean for it to happen."
He paused. "Are you two... dating?"
I sighed, and shook my head. "I have no idea what we're doing."
"Do you like her?"
I paused.
"Harry." He said it with a tone of confusion. "Do. You. Like. Her."
His face was still red, he was fuming. I knew he wanted to punch me as hard as he could at the moment. And at the moment, I would probably have let him.
"I... yeah. Yeah, I do, but I didn't even realise it until..."
"Until what? Until you guys snogged eachother senseless and Malfoy walked in?"
"That wasn't supposed to happen! None of this was supposed to happen! But it did, and I don't know what's going on!"
That was my honest moment. To say I was confused right now would be an understatement.
"You knew I liked her."
I paused again. "And you had too many chances, and yelling at her before you knew the whole story seems like a pretty bad idea to win a girl."
We were both stubborn people.
"You hurt her when you yell at her," I continued. "You make her cry. You make her upset. No wonder she's never shown any interest in you."
He opened his mouth to say something, and then closed it again.
"You only like her because you think that's what you're supposed to do. But there are other girls. Look at Luna, she's all over you."
He let out a sigh.
"Harry..."
I looked right at him.
"If you so much as hurt Hermione..." He paused for his dramatic effect, but turned serious. "I will kill you."
He gave me a strange, small smile. "She's downstairs, she's crying."
I grinned as I stood up.
"And Harry, your pants are undone."
It was my turn for my face to get red.
The Common Room was very tense, the aftermath of a usual Ron and Hermione fight.
And she was sitting all alone, on that very same couch where it all started.
I just walked up to her, and said, "Let's go for a walk."
She looked up at me, her face tear-streaked. She nodded.
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We were silent the entire way out of the castle, and walked towards the lake, where we sat down next to eachother.
"I talked to Ron," I mentioned.
She was still silent for a moment.
"I... slightly talked to Ron," she muttered.
"I heard it."
"Oh."
Another silent moment.
"Hermione?"
Another pause.
Me and her, we weren't very good with using words when it comes to our emotions.
So I just reached out, and grabbed her hand, and gave it a squeeze.
She looked at me, and met my eyes, and gave me a very sad smile.
Then she squeezed back.
"We'll be alright," she said.
"Yeah. Yeah, we'll be great."