Chapter 7

"Don't worry. I don't really think she's going to do anything serious, I just thought you should know."I say shrugging, trying to make him more calm. "No, Mione. What exactly did she say to you?" His fists still clenched and the look in his eyes is just like he wants to punch something.

I sigh. "It's nothing, really. I can deal with it myself" I look in his eyes, trying to make it clear that I dodn't need him to protect me.

"I'm gonna talk to her" he says still looking in my eyes

"Draco, it's o-"

"I'm talking to her." He says firmly.

"Can we just not talk about it right now?I wanna enjoy this!" I ask with pleading eyes. "Okay" he sighs and sits back down and I giggle "Okay" I answer him. He looks at me confused "Oh it's a quote, from a muggle book." I explain to him "Is this book here?" He asks and I look around, searching for The Fault In Our Stars.

I spot the blue book that I have read about two years ago and point to it "Yeah, over there. It's called The Fault In Our Stars, by John Green. I absolutely love this book".

He grabs the book and smiled at it

"You know, I think I might read it sometime"

"Okay" I giggle again

Still a little confused, he says

"Okay...?"

"Okay." I say and he grins "Now shall we eat that delicious picnic that I prepared?" He asks in a posh accent and I laugh "Sure, let's see if it's good!" I say winking at him and he rolls his eyes.

"Hi, Mione" says Neville, entering the Gryffindor's common room and siting next to me in a chair. "What's up?" He asks.

"Not much really, just studying"

He rolls his eyes and smiles

"What about you?" I say, trying to avoid the "you study too much" conversation

"I just got back from the library, I was helping Hanna with her with her homework"

"Hanna Abott?" I say surprised

"Yeah. And after that we went outside. She wanted to see the thestrals more closely" he looks sad "She is now able to see them, after the battle and everything you know."

I feel bad again. For Hanna, for Neville, for everyone who had to deal with the war and all its consequences.

"You mean it was like a date...?" I say, poking him, trying to cheer him up

He blushes and says

"What?... Im... I mean... We're not..." He mumbles. I look at him, one of my eyebrows up. He blushes harder.

"Neville!" I gasp in shock "You have a girlfriend!" I squeal, maybe a bit too loud "Shhh" Neville motions to me to quiet down "We are not dating." He hisses, but then continues "Well, at least not yet. Do you think I should ask her out?" And blushes as I smirk at him "Go for it! I think she's going to be a lucky girl to have a boy like you by her side. Well I ship it!" I say excited and he smiles at me "Wait. You what?" He asks a bit confused "Oh nothing. Forget the last part." I say and he nods "Okay." He says and I can't help but think about Draco.

The next day, I wake up feeling tired. I didn't have a proper night sleep, and I think I'm getting sick. Great.

I get off bed to get ready and stare at my unread letters. There are quite a few, mostly from Ron. I've been so busy lately, I haven't had much time to read them. Although I have to admit, me being afraid of facing his letters were a big part of why I haven't read those yet.

Sighing I get up from my bed and head to the bathroom. Maybe a hot shower will make me feel better, or maybe I'm just finding another excuse to not read his letters, maybe both. Anyway I spend my time in the shower thinking about Ron and his letters. Trying to gain courage to open them.

After putting my robes and Gryffindor tie on I pick up the letters. I open my mom's first because it's a package. She sent me "the newest and best toothpaste ever" according to her own words. Really great to have parents who are dentists, huh?

Then there are some other letters from her and my dad, which I respond quickly and put it in my pocket to send them later.

Then there is a letter from Harry who wishes me luck. Lastly there are Ron's letter. I hold on my breath as I take the first one. It's really short:

Dear Mione,

I miss you already. Life isn't the same without by my side.

I love you,

Ron.

I smile at the small gesture then my eyes widen in realisation and I read this part over and over again 'I love you'.

I open the other letters curious and they are almost the same as the first except from the last one, which is:

Dear Mione,

I know you must be really busy with school, but you haven't replied to me in a long time. Have I done something wrong? Are you alright? I'm really sorry if I did. I don't want to loose you. Don't forget that I love you and I always will

Ron

I am in a roller coaster of emotions. I dont know if I feel extremely happy or extremely guilty and I probably feel both, if that's possible. How could I do this to him? How could I be meeting Malfoy without Ron knowing?

Dies this count like cheating? Because we haven't actually done anything wrong.

That thought only made me feel more guilty. How could I try to hide the blame? I'm such an horrible person. I can tell my self whatever I want to but there is always little voice deep down screaming that what I have with Draco is not a simple friendship.