Dislaimer:anything you recognise is not mine(damn it!)
A/N:okie pokie! well... i'm new to the whole "story scene" lol i'v only written one this b4 and it was a one shot:S so i hope you like it! please review!
'Hey!' Harry greeted Ron with feigned enthusiasm. 'Boy am I glad to get out of there... Where's Hermione?' Things hadn't changed. Ever since Harry and Hermione hooked up last Christmas Ron had spent most of his time alone- and these summer holidays were going to be no different.
Harry knew that Ron had liked Hermione since half way though 1st year but he just supposed that Ron was over it when he met Fleur Delacour- or at least that's what he wanted to think. Harry knew he could have anyone- including Cho- but that wasn't enough. He had to have the ultimate prize... the one thing that Ron wanted the most.
Harry didn't even know if he really loved Hermione- but he told her that he did all the time. How else was he to blind her to the fact that he was sleeping with the rest of the girls in Gryffindor tower? As far as he was concerned it was natural for him to want more than she wanted to give him- and that gave him the right to get that "something" from someone else.
Although Harry never actually told him Ron knew what was going on and he didn't like it. He had tried to tell Hermione so many times. But he could never actually say it. She just looked so happy. And even though it broke his heart seeing them together; knowing that the one thing he wanted the most he couldn't have, he didn't want to ruin it for her. He didn't want to hurt Hermione even more than he wanted to uncover Harry and how evil Mr. Good-Guy really is.
Harry walked straight past Ron and into the Burrow searching for his "precious pretty pumpkin-pie." God how Ron hated him! He hated the way that everyone paid so much attention to him. Mrs. Weasley was always asking, 'How's Harry?' 'Is Harry ok?' He felt like he was going crazy, there were voices in his head telling him that he should yell and scream 'Who gives a fuck?!? What about me? Have you ever thought to ask how I am? It's not as if my best friend is dating the love of my life or anything!' But he didn't. he was good and quiet and put up with everything... just bottling it up inside himself... waiting... just waiting.
