Ron woke with a start, searching for a clock frantically. Being a prefect was hell of a task especially for a lazy prat like Ron Weasley who would even trade his recently done potions essay to get extra sleep.

After a few more minutes of fruitless attempts he finally regained his senses just to note the fact that he himself was wearing a watch.

'10:06 pm! Bloody hell!' he swore to himself. Neville's loud snores echoed through the boys'dormatory as he swiftly lifted up his bum just to tiptoe untill the very end of the room. He heaved a sigh of relief at Harry's empty bunk. Ron hated doing homework alone although with Harry it usually meant playing hangman at the corner of his fresh parchment.

Once out of the dormitory, he could see a distant figure sitting on the gryffindor common room couch. As he trudged nearer, what he had before considered just as Harry turned out to be Harry and Hermione both sitting with their arms around each other. He could not see Hermione's face as it was burried beneath Harry's chin.

By her trembling movements one could only make out she was crying and Harry was rubbing on her back . Whispering merlin knows what in her ear which made her shudder even more. The sight practially boiled Ron's blood. To see Hermione so close to Harry, to see both of them enjoying this little time without him. His fists clenched painfully togther. He wanted nothing more than just to lift Harry up by his collar and hit him hard in the face.

It took them just a few minutes to register his presence. Harry slowly let go off Hermione and for the first time in 10 mintues was Ron able to see her face. Red and swollen with constant crying. She was rubbing her cheeks with her knuckes in an attempt to wipe away her tears. Her gaze still fixed upon her lap. It hurt him to see her in this state. It hurt him even more to see her choose Harry's shoulder to cry upon, not his.

'wha- happened, Hermione?' Ron asked. It took him a great deal to keep his voice steady as a jolt of something like fire seared his skin when he saw Harry gave him a reproach full look and said 'Ron, let it be... i'l tell you later'

Ron ignored his reply and asked again with a shaking voice ' i am asking you Hermione, tell me whats the matter?'

When for the second time Harry opened his mouth to reply; throwing away his parchment and quill, Ron practically dragged him by the collar . Hermione let out a shriek..

'I SAID I'M ASKING HER!'

'RON!' Hermione was shouting.

It took him all the will power to let go off Harry and face Hermione who was now standing with her hands outstretched in an attempt to push him away from Harry.

Harry on the other hand was staring at him with eyes wide open, his mouth slighlty ajar from the shock of what just happened.

The three of them stood there for what seemed like an eternity with Ron panting loudly, Harry gazing at him like a mad man with shock and Hermione struggling for a gulp of fresh air..

It was Hermione who broke the silence.

'How dare you talk to Harry like that!' she squeaked which made Ron come back to the world.

'i was jus' Ron had just begun when Hermione cut him...

'enough Ron, this is the limit!' her eyes no longer were welled with tears, they now contained a tinge of hatered which made Ron's heart to sink.

He definitely didn't want this to happen.

'what do you reckon you are up to Ron? you are showing up here in the middle of the night and attacking on Harry like he has committed a crime?' Hermione was now shaking with rage.

'Hermione, let it be.. leave it'

'why leave it Harry! why leave it! he thinks he can do whatever he wants and we will all rub our noses on his shoes!'

Ron looked utterly bewildered.

'no, Herm-'

'or do you want us to only talk when you wish and do your homework when you are asleep so that you can meet your 'lav-lav' when you get up!'

'i was just trying to ask you why you are crying. That i-'

'i was crying because of you and now i am shouting because of you! you are the reason behind everything Ronald Weasley! i hate you!'

Now, she had done it. She had broken Ronald Weasley's heart.

He didn't attempt to speak further. Just watched her storm out of the portrait hole.

He turned to speak to Harry but Harry was already gone. Feeling sick about this whole episode Ron too decided to head towards the dormatory and get some sleep.

'Merlin's pants! homework plus angry bestfriends! this is going to be a tough week!' he thought before drifting off to sleep once again.

I promise next chapters will be better. This is just the beginning. Please R&R!