Without a sound, lose sight of the ground
and we'll throw around.
Over My Head (Cable Car), The Fray
"Oh, Harry." Hermione sighed and petted his head. "I'm sure Ron'll come around. Er, Ma-Draco too."
Harry curled into a ball and buried his face in the couch cushions. "I'm so stupid, Hermione. They both hate me now. Why did I tell him?"
"Because you like him."
Harry groaned. "But we actually got along as friends! And now it's all ruined and he won't ever want to talk to me again."
Hermione looked up at the sound of the portrait hole closing. Ron stood, annoyed, next to a nervous-looking Draco Malfoy. Hermione smiled and touched Harry's shoulder.
"You're wrong, Harry."