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A/N: A super special thanks to Hellgirl95 for all the help you've given me! And now on to the story!
"Bloody… What the?!… Oh my… Dear… How?!"
How was the question indeed. How on earth was Hermione Granger in love with him, Ron Weasley. They were opposites in every way. She was studious, precise, a refined and sophisticated perfectionist. His marks were average at best, the only time he excelled in class was when he copied off her, he never studied (it was quite pointless in his mind), he cursed, and at times he was slightly barbaric (especially around dinner time). So why on Earth would she pick him? Opposites Attract, a small voice in his head reminded him. But he'd always thought her too logical for that cliché. And sometimes he even thought her too logical for love in it's entirety. He just couldn't see her ignoring her head for her heart. Going against logic, for the improbable.
But maybe that was the beauty of it, she was an enigma. He could never figure her out, logical and loyal, a strict rule follower but ready and willing to break them for a friend or for what was right. And maybe, just maybe that was why he fell in love with her too. She was bossy, strict, and studious to a fault. And he was in love with her. Bloody Heck! He was in love!
But…but he had a girlfriend. Well that just wouldn't do, he'd have to get rid of her.
"Would you shut up! You've been mumbling to yourself for fifteen bloody minutes." The person in the beside his bellowed. Why the nerve of them, being a killjoy when he'd just had a life changing epiphany.
The hospital wing doors opened, and a moment later he felt someone standing beside him ."Ron, we need to talk." Oh great, it was Lavender, just the girl he didn't want to see. The girl whom he was currently contemplating how to get rid of. Lovely. Well at least she hadn't called him "Won-Won". But back to the business of getting rid of her. He could just tell her the truth, that he was in love with someone else, he physically winced when he thought of the yelling and screaming that would inevitably follow. He could "accidentally" bump her off the astronomy tower…no, no, that was a bit too permanent. Oh, he could lock her yes in the Room of Requirement, someone would find her… eventually. Or he could embarrass her in the Great Hall. Yes, yes that was it. He would nick a bit of Veritaserum from Snape, slip some into her pumpkin juice and have her start spilling her secrets like-
"…Ron Weasley are you listening, because it's not me, it's you. And I'm very sorry but there's just nothing there anymore. And you never listen! So, I'm done with this." And with that Lavender Brown huffed out of the hospital.
And Ronald Weasley found himself laughing, because he'd just been dumped while in the hospital wing and he couldn't get his thoughts of a familiar head of brown, bushy hair.
"I thought I asked you to shut it!"