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Seven Times Ron has been Jealous of Harry and Hermione's Relationship

1. First Year

At eleven years old Ronald Weasley didn't notice girls, nor did he remotely care about another girl other than his mum and sister, so when he and Harry became friends with one Hermione Granger it was, to say the least awkward.

He didn't really even like the girl, but Harry who was way too nice, decided since the Troll incident, we should be mates with her.

Sure, Ron felt guilty that he almost killed the girl with his less than kind words, but he really didn't think after saving her; they would have to be friends.

Ron wasn't sure how he should act around the bushy haired girl, and its not like his best mate was any help, Harry just said, "Be you Ron, you're brilliant. Hermione is a not too bad; I bet if you guys talk you can find something in common."

Sure, Ron thought as he watched Hermione and Harry, at least she talks to you not at you; I mean does she ever shut up? And Harry seems to only want to be friends with her! Am I not good enough anymore? Am I not smart enough? Do I talk about Quidditch too much? Oh, Quidditch! I do love Quidditch, The Cannons aren't doing very well this year but I have Faith! I mean sure their keeper can't guard much, their seeker isn't very fast, the beaters aren't all too strong, and the chasers don't have the best coordination skills, But they have character! Uh…Yeah.

Ron was broken out of his Quidditch obsessed thoughts by Harry's laughter and Hermione's giggling. The duo were staring at him intently, and for the life of him he couldn't figure out why.

"What?" Ron demanded, his face turning redder than a ripe tomato.

Harry smiled, his green eyes were twinkling, "You have that look on your face."

Hermione nodded with a smile, "Harry's right, you have that look that tells us you're thinking about Quidditch."

His jaw dropped, they knew what I was thinking?

"Yeah," Harry continued with a smirk, "You always have this love sick puppy dog look when you're thinking about the Cannons."

"I do not" Ron blushed heavier.

Hermione grinned, "Yes you do."

"Do Not" he said back with narrowed eyes.

"Do to"

"Do not"

"Do to"

"Do not"

"Do to"

"Do not"

"Ok!" Harry shouted with a grin, "I think we get it you two, let's head to the library."

Hermione and Ron turned to him in surprise, Hermione's face showed pleasure and she readily agreed, but Ron's freckled face showed the utmost horror, and Harry ignored it.

"C'mon Hermione, I want to finish that stupid Potions essay, Snape assigned." Harry said quietly walking to the portrait hole.

Ron's groan redounded around the common room as Hermione waved for me to follow, this was all her fault she converted his best friend!

She better not try and steal Harry from me, he's my best mate! Ron thought angrily following the duo out of the room.