Lmfao ! I love how I'm like "I dont have any ideas at the moment, but I might in the future", and then next day BAM idea wanders into my head. I do love writing, I can make it my own and anything can happen. Thanks to everyone who's reviewed all my stories,, and here we go again ! Got this idea whilst watching Deathly Hallows part 1 at the end of the 7 potters part, where Ron and Hermione share a hug and Harry runs in and ruins it as per xD

Harry Potter : The Boy who Cockblocked

Feather

She could see him glaring at her from across the room, scoffing his sweets, giving her the same look he had in class that day. She really didn't understand what his problem was. He asked her to show him how to levitate the feather, and she did. What was there to be angry about? Silly boys and their nonsense. Why couldn't she just make friends with the girls from her dormitory, or someone from the library?

But things weren't that easy. The girls from her dormitory thought her hair looked hilarious, not to mention her teeth. She wrote to her mum the night before, asking to go home, but her mum made her promise to stay there for a few weeks until she made a final decision. When ever she sat down with anyone in the library, they would move, and she would be left on her own, a usual. She just wish she had one friend, someone to rely on, who could relate to her and tell her she was being stupid about going home.

She was in a school of nearly a thousand students, and yet she felt the lonliest person in the world.

She looked up again, and Ron was busy under his chair, having dropped sweets all over the floor. He got up, red faced and shot her a dirty look, embarrased having been caught with his bottom up in the air, but then he did something that made her pull a face. He picked up what looked like some sort of humbug, wiped it on his fluffy jumper, and plopped it in his mouth.

"That's disgusting! Do you know how many germs are on that sweet now?"

"I don't care. Who asked you anyway? Anyone?" he looked around the Common Room and Hermione was hopeful for a moment that someone would say 'me', but nobody did. She felt tears threaten to fall down her cheeks, but took a deep breath and stood up, walking over to him, and sittin on the chair opposite him.

"What's your problem with me? I have tried being nice to you-"

"No you haven't, you showed me right up in class today, I tried really hard trying to get that feather to float, and you just shoved your way in and made me look stupid!"

"I can't help it if you can't do the spell right, you only need a bit more practise is all!"

"Pfft, it's not supposed to be this way ! My whole family are good wizards, amazing jobs working with dragons and all sorts, I should be able to do a simple levitating charm, my mum does them all the time at home. I be you cheated somehow. And anyway, I'm not talking to snotty know it all's. There are rules against that you know"

Hermione looked as though Ron had slapped her"Cheated? We're in a school for magic. I doubt one could cheat , and I am not snotty! And what rules? Who made these ridiculous rules?"

"My brothers say it all the time, you want to be anyone around here, best stay away from the swots"

"I'm not a swot! And you don't even know me! Before today you've never spoken to me in your entire life. You can't judge me off of one lesson, that's rather selfish and pig - headed!"

"And your rude!"

"I think you'll find it's you who's the rude one!"

Both of them were standing by this point, their hands on the table, looking as though they were both resisting punching the other. They were breathing heavily, their faces red, and the whole common room had gone silent, waiting for the next move.

"You're vile!"

"Am not!"

"Are too"

"You annoy the hell out of me! Just go away!"Ron said

"I annoyed you? Well, you're equally as annoying!"

"Well it's your fault, why sit by me in class in the first place?" Ron began

"Because at first glance you looked like a nice enough person, it seems I was wrong!"

"Dear Merlin, are you sure? Hermione Granger, wrong about something? You sure you don't want to double check that!"

"Oh how romantic Freddie, I can see this turning onto a full on love affair, can't you?" George said loudly, elbowing Harry and Fred in the ribs, chuckling as they watched the arguing couple. Harry couldn't help it, he snorted loudly, wiping his eyes on his sweater, and laughter floated across the common room.

Ron turned even redder if possible, and picked up his bag of sweats, nearly tripping over his own feet as he strode across the common room.

"Not bloody likely!" he exclaimed "I'd rather have to face a ten foot troll than be friends with that twit!" and then he was gone, running up the staircase to the tower, ignoring the laughter behind him.

Hermione froze for a moment, watching him run, hoping he would come back, but he didn't. She looked at Harry, giving him a stern glare. She thought he would be a bit more grown up about the whole thing, but even he was laughing along with the twins and their friends. She huffed, thinking that they were just about the get somewhere, grabbed her books from where she had been sitting before, and walked up to her dormitary. Stupid Potter and his stupid snort.

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