Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
A/N: Thanks to my wonderful cousin ISEELIGHTSEVERYWHERE, for beta-ing this. :D And this is my first story, so please don't leave mean stuff!
The tent was silent.
The radio played an old song as the two friends were seated in a comfortable silence. They were sitting on the opposite sides of each other. Harry pitied the girl. She was devastated because Ron had left them. The red-head wouldn't have left if his jealousy wouldn't have gotten the best of him.
Harry then found himself walking towards Hermione. She glanced up at him as he gingerly put out his hand, offering her for a dance.
Hermione grimaced, but took his hand anyways. Harry tenderly took off the locket around her neck and threw it on the cot next to him. He intertwined their fingers together as they stood in the middle of the tent and started to dance. Hermione didn't enjoy it at first, but being with Harry made her smile again.
As the music started to fade, Harry laid his head on her shoulder as Hermione did the same to his. Their eyes met for a while before Hermione sadly sauntered over to her chair.
"I'm going to bed." Hermione mumbled softly.
Harry's emerald eyes stared at her. I guess the feeling isn't mutual, Harry thought.
Hermione silently climbed onto her cot.
"Well," Harry mumbled, "I'll be outside watching for snatchers."
Hermione stayed silent as she pulled the covers over her head. It was hard for her to fall asleep. She suddenly felt like crying. The heart-broken girl was torn between her two best friends. She loved Ron, but Harry always comforted her whenever she cried.
Hermione stared up at the wall. Harry also makes me feel more than just a know-it-all. As for Ron, he makes me do his homework and he never did anything for me. Maybe I kind of like Harry, but I'm still confused. I need some fresh air. She thought. "Harry?" Hermione called out.
"Hermione, are you okay?" Harry asked as he stepped into the tent.
"Yes," she said through sniffles, "I just need some fresh air."
"Are you sure you're okay? You seem sad."
"I'm fine, don't worry." She murmured silently.
Harry walked toward her. "If you ever want to talk, you know I'll be here for you."
Hermione gave a small nod and left the tent. She walked towards a tree as she sat down and hugged her knees. She had never been so confused in her life. She had never seen her two best friends as more than friends. Just as small tears started dripping down her cheek, she saw a dark figure walking towards her.
She quickly got up and pulled out her wand in defense. The dark figure got closer as she rose up her wand, ready to cast a spell. The shadow came out of the darkness and out of nowhere, she yelled "Stupefy!" The body flew back and landed on the hard forest ground.
Hermione sprinted to the unknown figure. To Hermione's terror, mysterious shadow was her other best friend. Hermione cried out, "Harry, help!"
"Where are you?" Harry yelled.
"I'm over here!" Hermione bellowed.
Harry jogged over to her. He saw Ron and kneeled over beside him. "Hermione," Harry stammered, "what have you done?"
"I don't know, I was terrified, Harry!" Hermione bawled.
"Don't worry you didn't injure him badly."
All of a sudden, Ron slowly got up on his feet. "Bloody hell, Hermione, have you gone mad?" Ron snapped.
"I didn't know it was you!"
Ron scoffed. "I bet you did." Ron slowly walked towards them as Harry stood protectively in front of Hermione. "You two are trying to get rid of me!"
Harry's temper rose. "And what if we are?"
"Harry, what are you saying?" Hermione barked.
Ron's face reddened. "You two are better off without me."
Both Harry's and Hermione's eyebrows rose in shock.
And with that Ron turned around and stormed off.