Hermione was sitting at the Gryffindor table, playing with her hair. He lightly run his fingers crossed her back as he went on the other side and sat down
"hey Hermione!" he greeted cheerfully. How could he be so happy? She asked myself.
"hey Ronald." Hermione said her voice flat not ump in it at all.
"what's got you down in the dumps today?" he asked worry written all over his face
"nothing just bloody boride." Hermione said.
"oh" he defiantly was not convinced but let the subject go. We sat in silence. I sat listing to all the other people talking.
Harry came over to us, he sat down next to me, a smile spread across his face. Ron started to get on his case
"shut your bloody mouth you bloody prat.!" Hermione said kind of loudly.
She stormed off, mad but at what? she could hear foot steps behind but she didn't care. A hand grabbed her arm a hand she new to well.
"what do you want Ronald!" she shouted at him. He turned her around so she was facing him.
"what happened back there?" Ron asked. He grabbed her chin and made her look into her eyes. "what happened?" he repeated.
"Its none of your business so stay out of it." she spat at him
"but Hermione, I have a funny feeling that it does have to do with me. So what did I do this time?" he asked. I wanted to to kiss him so bad.
"it does not! now leave." tears were about to come flowing out. I was so mad and so hurt and so happy. All at the same time.