Mystery
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A/N: JK Rowling owns Harry Potter period.
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"Ron?" Ron looked up glumly to meet a pair of vivid green eyes half covered with messy black hair. "Oh, 'lo Harry." He replied, looking back down at the ground sadly. Harry looked at him with concern, he'd never seen Ron this upset for - well never. "What's up?" Harry asked tearing his eyes from Ron. "Nothing." Ron answered shyly, part angrily and clenching his fists, so hard that his nails were digging into his palm and making his hand bleed. "C'mon Ron. It's obvious that's something's got you." Harry exclaimed, resting back onto Ron's bed.
"Nothing, now just go away." Ron answered, glaring at his fist, his face screwed up with anger and frustration. Harry looked startled for a moment before getting up to walk out of the dormitories. "Whatever."
"Hey Harry. What's up with Ron?" Hermione asked, peering over the top of her potions book. "I don't know. He doesn't even want to talk to me." Harry sighed, flopping back into a large armchair.
"That's strange, I know Ron's finding it hard to keep up in Potions, but he wouldn't be like this..." Harry just nodded slightly, racking his brain for reasons. "Perhaps we should ask Dumbledore?" Hermione pointed out, her face a bright orange from the fire. "No, it wouldn't help." Harry replied slowly. "How about you try to talk to him?" Hermione stood up with a tiny shrug. "Okay, I'll try, but I don't think I'm going to make any difference."
"Hermione? What are you doing here?" Ron asked as Hermione padded up to him slowly. "This is the boy's dormitories, you're not meant to be in here!"
"I know." Hermione answered, sitting next to him, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. Ron stiffened and pulled away from her gentle touch. "Harry told you to come up here, right?" Ron asked, turning away from her. "No." She lied quickly. "I'm worried about you Ron. You can't keep yourself locked up forever." She explained, her curious eyes wandering around the room. Ron remained silent, tears building in his eyes. "Please Ron, tell me what's wrong. I won't tell anyone, not even Dumbledore or Harry." He blinked away the tears and turned back to meet her large eyes. "Promise?"
A/N: Nice first chapter? I thought so too ^_^