Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story. All are a
product of the brilliant mind of J.K. Rowling.
Sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was to be a trying time for our young hero, Harry Potter. He no longer had Quidditch to escape to and there was a sudden rift in his friendships with Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. As if being passed over for Gryffindor prefect wasn't enough to make feel like a third wheel, Ron and Hermione announced on the train ride to school that they were together and had been since fifth year. Harry felt a wide range of emotions at the revealing of his two friends new found relationship, none stronger however than abandonment. As happy as he should have felt for his two best friends, he couldn't help but feel so isolated from them now. His two dearest friends in the world had paired off and left him alone.
Harry tried the best he could those following weeks to put on a happy face for his friends. Though their relationship deeply hurt him, he did not want to be the one to put any strain on it. And so Harry tried to play along with Ron and Hermione as if not a thing had changed in the world.
Though this act had been for the most part successful, there were occasionally awkward moments for the trio. Most of which were the small, subtle things Ron and Hermione would do like any normal couple, such as hold hands and whisper loving words into each others ears. However when these things would happen in front of Harry, they were just extra shards added into his already shattered heart.
"What's the matter with you mate, you look a bit ill" Ron asked one Saturday morning when he saw Harry, pale as Sir Nicolas, at breakfast. Harry hadn't gotten much sleep these days.
"Nothing, but I'd better head to the library to work on that Transfiguration essay McGonagall assigned us" Harry replied as he stood to leave, slightly glancing at Ron's hand the rested upon Hermione's.
"But I thought we were going to all work on it together and besides they day has just begu—"Hermione called after him but was cut off by Harry's "G'bye" as he exited the Great Hall. Both of them stared after him with worry in their eyes. Neither of them knew why Harry suddenly became so distant, it reminded them a bit of Harry's attitude from last year...
"Something is really bothering him" Hermione said breaking their silence. "I'm really worried about him. I want you to talk to him tonight."
"I'll see what I can do Hermione, but you know how hard Harry is to reach when he's sunken into one of his depressions."
"Well something needs to be said and who better than his best friend."
"I suppose" he moaned back, not looking forward to a possible confrontation with his bothered friend.
A/N: I've been reading a lot of H/Hr fanfics so I thought I'd give it a try, sorry it's so short but I'm a bit tired. I have more planned to come. Pleeeeeeeeaaaase review with any opinions, positive or otherwise. Thank you.
Sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was to be a trying time for our young hero, Harry Potter. He no longer had Quidditch to escape to and there was a sudden rift in his friendships with Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. As if being passed over for Gryffindor prefect wasn't enough to make feel like a third wheel, Ron and Hermione announced on the train ride to school that they were together and had been since fifth year. Harry felt a wide range of emotions at the revealing of his two friends new found relationship, none stronger however than abandonment. As happy as he should have felt for his two best friends, he couldn't help but feel so isolated from them now. His two dearest friends in the world had paired off and left him alone.
Harry tried the best he could those following weeks to put on a happy face for his friends. Though their relationship deeply hurt him, he did not want to be the one to put any strain on it. And so Harry tried to play along with Ron and Hermione as if not a thing had changed in the world.
Though this act had been for the most part successful, there were occasionally awkward moments for the trio. Most of which were the small, subtle things Ron and Hermione would do like any normal couple, such as hold hands and whisper loving words into each others ears. However when these things would happen in front of Harry, they were just extra shards added into his already shattered heart.
"What's the matter with you mate, you look a bit ill" Ron asked one Saturday morning when he saw Harry, pale as Sir Nicolas, at breakfast. Harry hadn't gotten much sleep these days.
"Nothing, but I'd better head to the library to work on that Transfiguration essay McGonagall assigned us" Harry replied as he stood to leave, slightly glancing at Ron's hand the rested upon Hermione's.
"But I thought we were going to all work on it together and besides they day has just begu—"Hermione called after him but was cut off by Harry's "G'bye" as he exited the Great Hall. Both of them stared after him with worry in their eyes. Neither of them knew why Harry suddenly became so distant, it reminded them a bit of Harry's attitude from last year...
"Something is really bothering him" Hermione said breaking their silence. "I'm really worried about him. I want you to talk to him tonight."
"I'll see what I can do Hermione, but you know how hard Harry is to reach when he's sunken into one of his depressions."
"Well something needs to be said and who better than his best friend."
"I suppose" he moaned back, not looking forward to a possible confrontation with his bothered friend.
A/N: I've been reading a lot of H/Hr fanfics so I thought I'd give it a try, sorry it's so short but I'm a bit tired. I have more planned to come. Pleeeeeeeeaaaase review with any opinions, positive or otherwise. Thank you.