HARRY'S POV

They're kissing. Why are they kissing so passionately? He said that I was his best friend. Ron, you've betrayed me. You are kissing Hermione, when you should be kissing me.

Ron and Hermione are snogging, behind a group of trees, while I'm stuck studying by myself on a bench. Every now and then, I look over, to see if they are the least bit concerned.

Nope.

I could not take this anymore. My jealousy was rising. I slammed my books shut, and threw them onto the grass.

Hermione was shocked, and looked over quickly.

"Harry," she tried to wipe the excess saliva away from her mouth. "What was that for?"

I was angry at her. I didn't even acknowledge her. I grabbed Ron by his shoulders, and kissed him. To my surprise, he kissed me back. Everything was finally okay. Everything was perfect.