Disclaimer: I own nothing. If I did, then I wouldn't be writing shitty fanfic. I would actually be making some more money by continuing the Harry Potter series in the next generation.
At first I was alright with the fact that Ron and Hermione were going out. I thought that it was pretty awesome that they finally got together after three years of shared feelings.
But after a week, things started to go down hill for me. In potions and other classes where we needed to work in pairs, the two of them started to go together. I was fine with it, but I started to get irritated by the fact that I had to be paired with Neville all the time.
After that, they would go to the library together to have little study sessions. I would go with them, but after a few days, I gave up. Hermione spent the whole time with Ron trying to explain things to him rather than do homework with him.
After quidditch practise, Ron and I were normally the last ones out of the change rooms because we were talking. Now Ron was the first into the change room and the first out so he could run off with Hermione.
At Hogsmeade weekends, they would just ditch me to go to Madame Puddifoots.
Because of all these big things, the smalls things started to get to me. The way they looked into each others eyes. The way that they held hands. The way that they played footsies under the table trying not to be caught.
I had asked them to stop many times, which they did, but it made me feel like I was the party pooper. I felt like that I was ruining what they had. Like I was interrupting their relationship. I also felt left out.
To sum it all up, I felt like a third wheel, and there was nothing that I could do about it.
A/N: It was a really stupid one-shot, but I guess it was a way for me to vent out my feelings. Posting it on ff is just an added bonus.
I hope you liked it.
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