~He said, She said~
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His face contorted to a look of confusion, as he saw Cho walking towards him with a look of pure hatred on her face. She stopped abruptly, in front of him, brought her hand back and slapped him – hard. His head snapped to the side and his hand flung up to his cheek.
"What the hell was that for, Cho?!" he exclaimed. This had definitely come out of nowhere.
"You know very well what that was for Harry James Potter! You cheated on me, with that bushy haired whats-her-face," she screamed. He thought about this. Apparently, she had been talking about Hermione, for she was the only other girl he hung around with. But he never did anything with Hermione. They were best friends.
"Cho, I didn't do anything with Hermione. We're best friends!"
"Yeah, when you think no one's looking! But when you're alone, you're more than friends. Well, I was talking to a boy from Ravenclaw, who was talking to a Gryffindor girl. He said, she said, that you and Hermione were secretly together. We're through, Harry, and I don't want to hear any excuses!" She stormed away from him, her long hair flipping behind her.
He and Cho had been going out for a while now. They were more of an off and on couple, but until about two minutes ago, they had been on for a few months. It was now about half way through sixth year, and things were alright. He was not to heartbroken about the break-up he had just been a part of. He really liked the idea of Cho as his girlfriend, more than he liked it. He'd been infatuated with her in fourth and fifth year, and when she finally agreed to go out with him again, he found he really was not all that interested in her.
At this point in time, he was not interested in any girl. They were to much hassle. For one, they were expensive, and for two, they were just too hard to understand. He definitely was not going out with Hermione. Not that the idea was horrible or anything, but she didn't like him, and they were best friends. Nothing more. He had once thought they might be something more, but he realized even if he wanted her, he could not destroy their friendship, which would undoubtedly be the end result of a romantic relationship between the two.
He looked around himself, and saw that no one was there, excluding the portraits, which there were a few of. He began walking back to the common room, hoping he could find Ron before he found Hermione. He talked about almost everything with Hermione, but he talked about everything with Ron. He was quite sure it had a lot to do with the fact that they were both male. They had the same type of brain, life pretty much went the same way for them. That was his theory, anyway.
A few minutes of staring at more portraits, and he was at the one he'd been looking for. The fat lady that guarded the entryway to the Gryffindor common room. He muttered the password, and stepped inside when she swung out of the way.
Thankfully, he saw Ron, on one of the couches, his arms folded behind his head. He was just sitting there, staring at the fire. Harry shuffled over, and threw himself down on a couch next to Ron's.
"Women are too confusing, Ron," he said, bluntly.
"Yeah, I know what you mean. What happened, though?"
"Cho broke up with me. We're over." After seeing the look on Ron's face which pretty much stood for 'yeah right', he continued. "No, we're really over this time," he said with a sigh. Although it wasn't that big a deal, he still wasn't happy about it. Going out with Cho had been fun.
"I'm sorry, mate. You gonna be alright," Ron asked sympathetically.
"Yeah, I'll be alright. You know, she really wasn't the one for me. She thought I had been cheating on her. Can you believe that?"
"Who would you be cheating on her with?"
"Well, according to her, I was having secret relations with Hermione. Hermione and I just aren't like that. We're great friends, but we're really nothing more, no matter what everybody else thinks."
"Yeah. Well, at least now, you're a free man."
"Yeah. I don't think I'm gonna have another steady girlfriend for a while. They're much to stressful," Harry said with a small laugh. Ron laughed too, but felt he should say something in response.
"Don't be to sure, Harry. You never know. Your girl could be right under your nose."
Harry gave Ron a confused look, and dragged himself up to bed, ready to empty his mind, and sleep.
AN~ I think I'll do alright with this story. I hope you guys enjoyed it, it should have more chapters and such. Please R/R! I love reading your comments. If you think it's that bad, you can even flame me, I just want to hear your opinion. Next chapter should be up within the week.