This was made because I'm a major drabble fan and I need to put them all somewhere.
Totally unrelated (probably).
A few moments out of sixth year for Harry and Hermione.
"You could just go and talk to him."
"Of course I could, but that would throw a slight wrench in my plan, you see. The one where I don't talk to him?"
Harry slapped his transfiguration book down on the library table and sighed heavily. He was tired of listening about Ron from Hermione; he was all she ever talked about these days, though in a very unpleasant manner. With Ron however, it was the exact opposite; he took great lengths to spare himself from mentioning Hermione. If the girl was loathe to hear the boy's name and pretending to ignore him in the corridors, the boy was denying all existance of the girl.
Harry adjusted his glasses and gave the brown-haired girl a calculating look.
"You can't being fighting like this forever, we've all been friends too long."
"Oh really, Harry, you can be so naïve sometimes -"
"He's my friend, Hermione," Harry interrupted quietly. "And he's yours too. But I s'pose you've forgotten that?"
Green eyes gazed forcefully and Hermione bit her lip nervously. She would never admit it, proud as she was, but it wasn't when Harry was raging at the pair of them – her, she reminded herself, just her – that he intimidated her the most.
It was moments like these, when he was sitting calmly in his chair, staring intently and steadily at her without breaking eye contact. When he was collected and made her feel like an idiot (which nearly no one else could do). It was moments like these when she really, really doubted herself.
But Hermione isn't tough for nothing; years of blood slandering and name-calling have hardened her up, so she shakes the nerves off and recovers quickly. If one didn't know her well, you would have mistaked her flash of fear for a flash of indignation.
Unfortunately for Hermione, Harry knew her well.
"Of course I haven't," she responded, quiet as well, after a short hesitation. "I just... come back to me when he says he's ready to apologize. Then..."
But she never finished her thought. Hermione promptly turned her back on him and speedily left the library.
Harry sighed.