Thank you so much to: Woollongong Shimmy, lois black, Ella Bridi, steph and swim0angel0belle for their reviews!
Woollongong Shimmy : Im so glad you picked up on the not-so-popular quote! When I first had a look at quote fics, I noticed people used the same quotes over and over (not that those aren't good, many of them are fantastic) So I just wanted to try something different. Glad you liked it!
Ella Bridi : Again, thats something I thought someone would have used, but I havent actually seen it anywhere either.. I just assumed I'd missed it! Ill deffinatley have a go at that quote next time:)
"Let's get something straight. Are you planning to tell Ron you interfered at Keeper tryouts?"
Hermione raised her eyebrows.
"You really think I'd stoop that low?" - Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince page 297.
Ron and Hermione we're finally talking again. Well, they were now arguing at least, which was pretty normal for them after almost two months without speaking to each other.
Harry wasn't exactly sure how it started, he had been busy with Ginny and er… certain activities. They were, as was usual now, sat at opposite sides of the room (that was even if they could bear to be in the same room as each other) the only thing that had been different tonight was that Ron sat alone, the ever annoying presence of Lavender Brown absent because she was, apparently, in the girls dormitory feeling rather ill. Harry couldn't help but smile, it was nice to see his best mate without a bimbo stuck to his mouth all evening, it didn't have anything to do with the fact he didn't like Lavender at all… honestly!
But, he was getting entirely off point here, when Harry and Ginny climbed back through the portrait hole Ron and Hermione were stood in the middle of the common room, obviously mid argument. Anger was blazing in waves from both of them, both of their faces were beetroot red and several strands of Hermione's hair had escaped from her ponytail, frizzing out around her face giving her an utterly insane look. Harry noticed that the common room was rather empty. Everyone probably ran for cover, the thought with a quick chuckle before turning his attention to his best friends' argument.
"It's hardly my fault if I haven't been speaking to you Ronald!" Hermione screamed "It's not like I've had much of a chance with that bimbo attatched to your arm… or should I say mouth every day for the past knows how long!"
"Don't you call Lavender a bimbo!" Ron retorted.
Hermione snorted rather loudly at this. "Why what is she Ron? A Nunn?"
"Well at least you can tell Lavenders a girl! She actually cares what she looks like rather than hiding it all behind a pile of books like some know-it-all we know" Ron shot. He regretted the words as soon as they left his lips. One look at Hermione told him he'd crossed the line. This time, there was no going back.
Her dark chocolate eyes which had once flashed with anger were now shining with the tears that had pooled within them, the pain terribly visible in their expression. Her whole body had literally slumped from the confident, argumentative stance it had held before to a beaten frame, her shoulders fell forward and she seemed to loose several inches of height.
"Hermione I-" Ron started.
"Don't you dare Hermione me Ronald!" Hermione screeched, regaining her height as quickly as she lost it, although the tears didn't leave her eyes "I'd like to see where you'd be today with out some know-it-all! You definitely be failing all your classes, because you can't even write a decent essay without me checking it over, that's if you even reach the end yourself. You wouldn't even have Quidditch! Want to know why? McLaggen would be on the team instead of you now if it weren't for me! How? 'Did you see him lumbering off in the wrong direction after his fifth? Looked like he'd been Confunded'" she quoted venomously. She knew she was about to hit him way below the belt, but at this point she didn't really care, the heart numbing pain that was washing over her from Ron's harsh words were giving her the air of fearlessness to say whatever she wanted."Maybe that's because he had Ronald! I Confunded him so he'd miss his last one so you'd definitely make the team! Not because I pitied you, or thought you couldn't do it on your own, not even because I hated McLaggen so much! But because I saw how happy Quidditch made you, and how much it meant to you, and I thought if I could secure you place on the team, I would effectively – even if you didn't know it – making you happy! Because that's how much I cared about you Ron! That's how much I still care! That's why I can't stand to be in the same room as you and her any longer! Because she makes you happy when I can't!"
And before any of them had time to register he words, she had fled for the girls dormitories, seeking the secluded peace of her bed where she could let the tears out she had held in so well, leaving a very, very confused Ron in her wake.
Yeah, so it had no fluff again, and it was painful for Hermione again, but what can I say? Ill try and write something a little fluffier next time, if everyone wishes. Review with your thoughts. Review with anything?
