Ch.1
I can't believe what just happened. Ron is finally mine, and I don't want him anymore. For the first time in my life, something went according to plan, and I wish it hadn't happened. I wanted Draco Malfoy more than anything in the world.
"Hermione, I didn't realize it before, but now I know how much you mean to me. Hermione, I love you." Ron says
I can't believe what I'm hearing. I've waited throughout all my 6th year desperately needing to hear those words, but now they sound like poison in my ears.
"Ron, I"
"I know how you feel, Harry kind of let that one slip. Then I got to thinking about it, and I realized that I felt the same, so it all works out." He picks me up, spinning me around, then kisses me. Surprisingly, he is even more forceful with his tongue than Draco, but I stand my ground and don't let him in.
I don't believe it, but I was just forced into a relationship that a day ago was my wildest dream and is now my worst nightmare.
I wake up in the morning, wondering if last night was a dream or not. But, I find out when I go into the common room. I see Lavender crying while Ron is talking softly to her. Then he gets up, rushes over, and puts his arm around my shoulders.
"Hey." He says, "You hungry?"
"Yes but-"
"But nothing, if you're hungry, we'll get something to eat."
I can't believe what I'm hearing. He keeps his arm around me the whole way down to the Great Hall.
"Here you go," says Ron as he pulls the whole bench back for me to sit down. What a douche bag
"Thank you, Ron," I say choppily. "But I could've done it myself."
"Nonsense, I've got it," he says while he looks at me lovingly which makes me even more uncomfortable.
"Good morning Harry," I say, trying to stay as isolated from Ron as possible.
"I thought about what you said, and I realized that I felt the same way, so I broke up with Lavender so we could be together."
This is exactly what I don't want to hear. I wish I could talk to Harry alone, and ask him what the fuck he was thinking when he told Ron how I felt. Emphasis on felt, as in past feelings. I go through the rest of breakfast silent.
