This is an idea that I want to see how far I can take it, I have given it a high rating as I don't want to be restricted later on if I think of an interesting twist ;)

Please enjoy reading the story as I have writing it.

I was starting to get sick of this Triwizard tournament and it hadn't even start properly, a week ago Harry's name was pulled out of the Goblet of fire, and I believe him when he says he didn't put his name into the goblet. However I'm one of the very few that do believe him so I am yet again stuck in the middle of a Harry and Ron row. I love them both as they are my best friends but at times they drive me around the twist. It's hard sitting with both of them at different times; Harry sits with me and doesn't bring up the situation or Ron that often, thankfully. Ronald on the other hand when I sit with him after sitting with Harry wants to know everything that has been said and done.

"Ronald if you want to know what Harry's been saying why don't you go ask him? I've already told you that I'm not going to be the go between for the both of you" I said sighing and thinking not this again.

Ron was looking down at a piece of parchment he was fiddling with and took a deep breath in before looking up at me.

"That's what you both want isn't it, for me to go grovelling to Potter" he snapped pointing his thumb in Harry's direction. Harry looked up at the sound of his name and rolled his eyes and went back to his potions essay at the other end of the room.

"You know what Ron at times you wouldn't think you are mine and Harry's best friend, the way you treat us" I said as I threw my quill on to the desk.

I knew we were going to have a row; there had been one brewing all day with Ron's dark looks and ignoring me when I'm with Harry. This was now row number four this week. I was getting towards my breaking point with them both. At least Harry understood and didn't probe about what Ron was saying about him; Harry had closed up a bit. This was understandable with the whole wizarding world watching his every move.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Ron said his face starting to go a slight shade of red.

"You know exactly what I mean Ronald" I said raising my voice a little higher. I saw Harry's head lift up out of the corner of my eye and I saw him shake his head.

"No go on, spit it out. I'd hate for you to bottle anything up. Come on get it off your chest Granger!" Ron said also raising his voice.

I glared at him, I knew what he was trying to do, and he thought I wouldn't have a row in a crowded common room - he thought wrong.

"You really need me to tell you Ronald! You've acted like a Pratt for the last week. Do you know how you are making me and Harry feel? But no you only think of your stupid self, why would you think how upset Harry is or how I'm feeling been stuck in the middle of this?"

Ron opened and closed his mouth a couple of times thinking about what to say. I let him think of something to say as I started to measure my potions essay. Darn, three inches out, shaking my head I start thinking how to fix it when I hear Ron cough to clear his throat.

"That's beside the point, if you two were my best friends you would be telling me what's going on" he said in a low voice.

"Going on?" I muttered not looking up from my essay. Here we go I think to myself, we are finally getting to the bottom on this.

"Yeah, first of all with the Goblet" then he paused as if he were thinking whether he should mention what was really on his mind. This pause caused me to look at him, when I looked up at his face, is face was bright red with either anger or embarrassment I didn't know. This is not going to be good I thought to myself.

"Come on Ronald, don't be shy tell me what other deep dark secrets me and Potter has been keeping from you!" I said sarcastically with my voice dragging the sarcasm on the word Potter. At this I saw Harry sigh and being to pack up his bag.

"Well about you two, you have to know what people have been saying about you two" he said starting to lose his temper. I started to open my mouth to say something but he cut me off before I could.

"Come on, you have to know what it looks like, all the walks around the lake and sitting with him on breaks. Hugging him, linking him and laughing at his pathetic jokes" he spat at me.

This was my breaking point I stood up and started to pack my bag. Throwing things in clumsily not looking at him knowing I will regret what I say to him. How could he really be that stupid?

"So it's true Harry Potter is going out with Hermione Granger?" he shouted. This caused the whole common room to go deadly quiet. Oh no Ron I thought, please don't set off another rumour. This was the last thing Harry needed.

I turned around and glared at Ron, he was biting his lip as if he just regretted what he had just said.

"You are just as bad as the rest of them, with their rumours and lies" I shout at Ron. Ron looks scared as if I'm going to jump over the table at him. He opens his mouth but I start to cut him off like he did with me just a little while ago.

"No me and Harry aren't going out, as you well know. You shouldn't even have to ask that. But saying that you're just as stupid to think Harry had put his own name in the goblet". I chucked the last book into my bag and started to walk away from the table.

"You would say that wouldn't you, you must have a thing for champions. What's the matter Harry's not good enough for you? I've heard all about Krum following you around like a little lost puppy. You have your sights set very high Granger; no one must amount to much if your name didn't come out of that Goblet"

This caused me to stand completely still, why was he so mean? He was trying to humiliate me in front of everyone because I wouldn't side with him over Harry. I felt tears starting to gather in my eyes and a lump starting in my throat. I quickly wiped the tears away and swallowed the lump in my throat. Yes it was true that Victor had started to sit with me in the Library. But there was nothing in it; he said he wanted some peace and quiet away from the other girls. He said I was the only one that didn't care about his fame and wouldn't ask questions. It hurt me so much that he would think I was so shallow, that I would only go out or be with anyone because of fame and their status.

I turned around and looked at Ron who was now standing up and looking at me, his face bright red and his fists balled up. I looked over to Harry and he was glaring at Ron, oh god I was thinking, things are only going to get worse. As I started to look back at Ron I caught Ginny staring at me, she looked upset and was shaking her head. Not her as well, I would explain to her later.

"You know what Ronald Weasley; you can think whatever you want. I'm getting sick of all the arguments and hassle you cause. It's obvious you have some sick ideas in your head about me and Harry or me and Victor" I said walking slowly towards the table. Ron took a step back from the table but I kept walking towards the table until I was stood behind my chair.

"I now know what you think of me, you're losing friends like they are going out of fashion. Harry last week, me this week. I'd watch out Neville you'll be next" and with this I walked out of the common room and through the fat lady.

I didn't hear a sound as the portrait shut.