You Never Told Me?
Chapter Eight
He's going to talk to them now! The part you've all been waiting for, I know! I hope it meets all of your expectations. Yes, I know I've said that already, but he's going to continue talking to them now!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
Flashback
"Where's Harry?" Ron asked Ginny.
"He's in the bathroom. I'm going outside to see Dad."
Ginny walked out of the door.
Ron waited for a moment.
Hermione hurried down the stairs, having just perfected her hair. Her dress robes were sweeping behind her, giving the impression of a satin, lilac river runningdownstairs.
"Wow," Ron laughed, "You look - erm - really nice."
"Thanks," Hermione giggled, "Do you want to go outside for a bit? It's too hot in here."
"Yeah, OK."
They went outside and sat on the garden bench. Ron stared at Hermione's skirt for a while.
"You know, those dress robes - they're really pretty," Ron said nervously, trying not to look at Hermione.
"Thank you ..." Hermione was puzzled, "You're being really sweet today, what's going on?"
Ron gulped.
"I - I suppose it's just - the wedding, and - and the whole concept of - l-love, and all - um - that."
"What are you trying to say?"
"Nothing! I mean - I don't - actually care about - weddings, and - and love, or anything, it's just -"
Hermione started laughing at him. He turned bright red and scowled.
"You do care," Hermione said quietly, a few minutes later. She had calmed down now. "You do care. I can tell."
"No, I don't - well, yeah, maybe I do, a little bit, but - so what?"
Hermione smiled again.
"What do you care about, then?" she asked.
Ron looked at the floor.
"Love," he muttered darkly, kicking a stone across the lawn.
"Why?"
Ron said nothing.
"Ron, I know anyway. It won't make a difference whether you tell me or not."
"You know?" Ron looked up abruptly.
Hermione nodded.
They seemed to reach some sort of silent agreement. Both of them leant forward at exactly the same time ...but just as their lips touched, Ron sprang away.
"What did that mean? It didn't have to mean anything, did it?"he said quickly, looking nervous.
"Do you want it to?"
"Err... " Ron paused, in deep thought. "Yeah." Another pause. "D'you want to - erm - do it again?"
"I'd love to," Hermione replied, and they kissed, putting their arms around each other and completely ignoring their surroundings ...
End flashback
Harry watched Ron blushing, but looking furious at the same time. He felt like a complete idiot. He didn't think he'd ever be able to make it up to them. Especially after hearing what had happened - he would have burst out laughing, if he didn't think that tears would come pouring down his face.
Harry couldn't stand it any longer.
"Both of you," he said, his voice breaking, "Please listen to me. I really am sorry. Really, really sorry. I didn't think you were going to tell me at all. I didn't realise -"
"Oh, Harry," Hermione sniffed, raising her head for the first time in several minutes, "We didn't want you worrying about it all through the wedding. We weren't sure how you would take it, what with - everything."
"Yeah." Ron swallowed, "we were coming to tell you now."
So they'd done it because they cared about him. Had he ruined it all? Were they going to hate him now?
"I nearly hit you," he said to Ron, so quietly he was barely heard over the rain, "I nearly hit you."
"I know, mate," Ron gave a nervous laugh, "I was on the receiving end."
"I'm sorry."
Hermione and Ron stared at him. Harry stared back.
"Harry!" Hermione sobbed, flinging her arms around his neck. She buried her face in his shoulder and cried hard into it. Harry patted her on the back, casting anxious glances at Ron.
"Yeah, we forgive you," he grinned.
Harry grinned back. As soon as Hermione had let go of him, he hugged Ron. He was like a brother to him. They were likehis brother and sister ...
'Only like,' he told himself firmly, 'They may be like that to you, but their relationships with each other are very different!'
"Are you alright?" Ron asked him. They let go of each other.
"Yeah, fine." Harry tried not to grin.
For once, Harry was fine. Everything was back to normal again. He had his best friends back.
"So, your first snog! I've been wondering if it was ever going to happen.How was it?"
Ron blushed again. Hermione turned back into herself.
"It wasn't a snog, we just -"
"Yeah, right!" Ron snorted. He turned to Harry. "It was brilliant."
The atmosphere turned a bit soppy againas Ron put his arm around Hermione.
"Wasn't it?"
"Yes. It was lovely."
Harry was thankful for the rain. He didn't want Ron to know he was crying.
Awwwwwww! Wasn't that kind of sweetish! Or as sweet as it'll ever get with me, anyway! There's only one more chapter to come, now, people, so review if you want it!
