A/N - This is my first FanFic. Tell me what you guys think. I have gone through and edited it a little bit, just cleaned it up some. The story is the same.
Disclaimer: I am not JK Rowling, as much as I want to be, and I do not own anything I am writing about.
Confessions
Harry couldn't believe he had been that stupid. How could he have confided in Ron about who he fancied? How could he have ever expected his best friend to accept the fact that he fancied Ginny? Ginny was Ron's little sister, and Harry knew how protective Ron was. He knew that Ron didn't think Ginny was old enough to date at all. Harry's stomach was roiling just thinking about how Ron had reacted. He hadn't expected him to be jumping up and down with glee, but he hadn't expected Ron to yell at him and attempt to hex him either.
Hermione sat in the Gryffindor common room waiting for Ron and Harry to come back from their Saturday morning quidditch practice. The rest of the team had been back for nearly ten minutes before she saw Ron storm in through the portrait hole, muttering under his breathe. He strode straight past Hermione without even seeing her and went directly up to the dormitory. Hermione was flummoxed as to what could have riled Ron up so much, and why Harry wasn't back yet. She didn't think it was because quidditch practice went badly, since the rest of the team seemed to be in good enough spirits when they came in. When Harry finally showed up, a good twenty minutes after Ron had stormed through, he looked dejected and a little pale. He didn't talk to anyone, didn't even seem to notice anyone else was even in the common room, even though it was quite full. He just went and sat in the chair next to Hermione, and stared into the fire with a vacant look on his face.
"Umm, Harry?" Hermione cautiously asked. She didn't know what was going on and wasn't exactly sure she wanted to know, given the way her two best friends had entered the room.
Harry looked up at her, but still didn't say anything, he just shook his head. He looked kind of shell shocked.
"Harry, what's going on? Ron came in looking angry twenty minutes ago, and the rest of the team has been back for more than half an hour. Where were you?"
"Um, I was sitting in the changing room." Harry didn't want to lie to Hermione, but the also didn't want to confide the whole truth, even though Hermione had an uncanny way of guessing what had happened in his life and finding out the whole truth anyway.
"Did you and Ron argue about something?" Hermione asked accusingly. She was sure that they had, but she had no idea what could have come up for them to argue about. Neither one of them had told her anything and asked her to keep it quiet from the other.
"Yeah, kinda." Harry glanced across the room at Ginny, who was reading a book by the window. Hermione followed his gaze across the room.
"Did you tell him about how you fancy Ginny?" Hermione asked so quietly that Harry had to lean in to hear her. Once her words reached him, he jumped back looking shocked.
"Wha … how … what do you … how did you know that?"
"Harry, I watch what goes on. I see the way you smile when she comes in, and I know you always know where she is", Hermione explained patiently.
"Am I that obvious? Does everyone know?" Harry was shocked that Hermione had figured it out, and didn't want everyone else to know too.
"I don't believe that anyone else knows. Did Ron take it poorly? Oh of course he did, why did I even ask? What did he say?"
"He said that I wasn't 'allowed' to date Ginny. He said that I was too dangerous and that I would hurt her. Hermione, he said that if I did anything with her he would never talk to me again."
"How did you even start this conversation with him? Never mind how, why did you start this conversation?" Hermione knew that Harry didn't often talk about his feelings willingly, and couldn't fathom what would make him bring this topic up with Ron.
"I didn't mean to. Ron was in a really good mood after practice today, because he flew really well, and I think he's really glad that Lavender broke up him last week. He started asking whether I fancied anyone. I guess I started blushing or something, because he wouldn't stop asking over and over again. He just wouldn't let it go. I finally let I slip that I fancy Ginny, and he just about exploded. He started yelling and screaming. I tried to calm him down, but he just stormed away. I just sat there in shock after he left. I mean, I know how he feels about Ginny dating. I don't know why I even said anything. I can't let a girl come between us; he's my best mate. I don't know what to do."
"Harry, you know what you need to do. You know that you need to at least try to have a rational conversation with Ron."
"I know" Harry muttered in a resigned voice. It was not what he wanted to do, but he knew that it was necessary.
Harry cautiously walked up the stairs toward the room he had lived in since he was eleven. As he walked in the room, he looked around and was relieved that Ron was the only person the room, their other roommates being down in the common room studying. He made his way over to his bed. He was trying desperately to make eye contact with Ron, as Ron was storming around angrily pacing back and forth across the room.
"Ron?" Harry asked gingerly, hoping his friend would not just walk out. "Ron, will you talk to me please."
"How could you do this? Why do you want to do this to my sister? After everything you have been learning with Dumbledore. You know that either you have to die or you will have to kill. You know that will be dangerous for anyone close to you. It's already cost Sirius his life. She's my baby sister. I can't just let you endanger her life that way!" Ron was angry, and knew that Sirius was the one thing that would get to Harry. He thought Harry wasn't thinking about how he felt. He didn't think that Harry had thought that through.
"Ron, I never said I was going to try and ask her out. I just said that I fancy her. I think I have for a long time, but am just now letting myself think about it. I know how dangerous it is. Do you think I wanted Sirius to go to the Department of Mysteries and die for me? Do you think I want anyone else to get close to me so Voldemort can use them and hurt them, like he has already done? Anyway, what makes you think that this is your decision at all?" Harry was starting to get angry now. Ron should know that Harry would never purposely let Ginny get hurt.
"I'm her brother; of course I have a right to protect her!!" Ron had been trying really hard to protect Ginny, ever since his second year when Ginny was possessed by Tom Riddle. He felt that he should have noticed what was going on before she was actually taken down into the chamber, and he had kind of gone overboard with the whole brotherly protection idea.
"Ron, I know that you want to protect her, but I'm not going to hurt her. It shouldn't be up to you who she dates, unless they are hurting her. It should be her choice who she dates, not yours!"
The two boys were suddenly interrupted from their argument by someone knocking on the door, and walking in without waiting for an answer. Hermione walked in and rolled her eyes when she saw the two boys standing nose to nose in the middle of the room glaring at each other.
"I thought you guys might want an unbiased opinion, to help you settle this once and for all." Hermione stated matter of factly.
Ron and Harry just looked at her, and neither one of them said anything.
"Okay then, here it goes." Hermione was getting into the lecture mode she tended to use when they wanted to copy her homework. "Ron you tend to be a little bit over protective ever since the chamber of secrets was opened in our second year. You know Harry, he is you best mate, and you know he wouldn't hurt Ginny. And you Harry, you know how much Ron wants to protect Ginny. I know you care what Ron thinks, so you should take his opinion into consideration, but don't let him bully you. You two have been friends ever since you got on the train first year, and you need to work this out."
The two boys were both starting to look a little sheepish at Hermione's admonishing. They both knew she was right, but neither one wanted to be the first one to admit to it. Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes again as they stubbornly looked everywhere around the room, except at each other.
"Okay, Ron you go first, since neither one of you wants to appear too anxious." Hermione said sarcastically, exasperated at the fact that her pair of friends were acting like more like six year olds, than sixteen year olds.
"I'm sorry," Ron grudgingly admitted, "I guess I was thinking about how much crap we have been through together, and I don't want my sister to get into everything we have, but I understand you like her. It really is your decision. Actually it's not" He said grinning for the first time since he left the quidditch pitch. "It's Ginny's. If she wants to go out with you I guess it's okay."
"Thanks Ron. I didn't want you to hate me. I don't even know if Ginny fancies me or not. I don't want to hurt her. I don't even want you two to be hurt, but at this point I know there's no keeping you away, when craziness starts around me. It means a lot to me to always have you on my side."
Hermione rolled her eyes yet again; her friends were such guys sometimes. "Do you guys want to go get dinner now? You didn't eat earlier, when you came in from practice."
Ron and Harry both agreed and the three of them walked out the door and down to the great hall to eat, just as they had countless times before.
A/N- What do you think? Please review this story, I am not against criticism. If it is no good, or even just boring please tell me. I have no idea whether it is any good or not!!
