CHAPTER 10- ASKING RON

NO COPYRIGHT INTENDED, HARRY POTTER RIGHTS ARE J.K. ROWLING'S AND WARNER BROS. ENTERTAINMENT.

THIS FAN FICTION IS A BRANCH OFF FROM THE YULE BALL, AND EXCERCISING WHAT WOULD HAPPEN NEXT.

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:

DAY TWO BEGINS OF THE GREAT WRITING MARATHON! LET'S KEEP GOING. I THINK I CAN GET THREE CHAPTERS DONE TODAY. THEN I'LL HAVE ONE FOR ALL THE WEEKDAYS. LET'S CRACK ON WITH THE STORY.

Then he realised what this feeling was.

He was home.

The pair made their way back up to the Common Room, when they entered, Harry froze by the sofa. He had a bad feeling about tonight. He had a feeling he was going to have another nightmare.

"What now Harry?" Hermione said as she laced her fingers with his.

"I- I don't want to be alone tonight." He expected a full-on lecture, where Hermione would comfort him and tell him it would all be fine.

But, to his surprise, she said "Okay." She turned and walked to the sofa, sat down and patted the place next to her for him to sit down.

"Thank you." He said, a smile engulfing his face.

The pair snuggled up together, and fell asleep rather quickly. Hermione's head was on his chest, and his arm was around her waist. They were comfortable even in sleep. Harry never had a nightmare that night.

At around five o'clock in the morning, Ron walked through the door. He was shaken, but he wanted to explain to his two best friends what happened. He saw the pair cuddling on the sofa, and smiled. 'About bloody time.' He thought to himself.

Harry started to stir, and look around him, seeing Ron.

"Ron! Are you okay?" Harry asked, startled.

Completely ignoring the question, Ron fell to his knees. "I'm so sorry Harry! I- I- I can explain. I was- "

"Ron, I already know. I had a dream. I saw everything that happened."

"How's Hermione? Does she know?" Ron asked, still on the floor, as if pleading for forgiveness. Harry nodded.

Hermione started to stir, probably woken by the sound of Harry's voice.

"Morning princess." Harry said, stroking hair out of her face. She smiled warmly, and then her attention turned to Ron.

"Ron…" Hermione murmured, slightly surprised, and slightly scared.

Ron shuffled towards her, while Hermione subtly pushed back into Harry, who gave her hand a reassuring squeeze.

"Hermione, I am so sorry." Ron started to bawl. "Harry's told you, but I wouldn't be surprised if you never want to talk to me again, I would understand. I- I just want you to know I'm sorry."

Ron then stood up, and started walking slowly to the stairs.

"Wait," Hermione blurted out. Ron walked backwards, almost in rewind. "I forgive you. You didn't know what you were doing." Hermione said, her voice monotone.

"Thank you." Ron said, his voice also monotone.

Harry felt tension in the air, and wanted to ask Ron what had happened. "Ron, do you remember what happened that night?"

"All too well. I suddenly heard a strange noise behind me, and I was hit with a curse right in the chest, and thrown up against a wall. I tried to get away, but he hit me with the Imperio, and barely two minutes later, you and Hermione walked in. And, yeah. They wanted me to torture you first, then kill you. Then they'd drop me in for the murder, and make me feel guilty for the rest of my life."

Harry and Hermione exchanged glances. Harry's dream was real.

"Well, that's that." Harry said, desperate to change the subject.

Hermione gave him a weak smile, as did Ron. "So," Ron began, "You two are a thing then."

"I don't want our trio to be weakened Ron. Just because me and Harry are together, we can still be friends… right?" Hermione asked, concerned.

Ron smiled, "Of course. I don't judge you. Either of you."

Hermione went upstairs to get changed, leaving the two boys alone.

"Harry, you realise the danger she could be put in being with you." Ron said sympathetically.

"We had that discussion. There's no changing her mind."

"Well done mate. She's a keeper. You're cute together."

Harry let out a small laugh. "The Keeper and the Seeker."

The pair laughed, when Harry remembered something. "Oh! You never got my Christmas present!" Harry ran to the tree, where Ron's present laid. He handed it to him, and he quickly ripped off the wrapping paper. To Ron's delight it was a book about the best wizarding foods. Five hundred pages of delicious food.

"Thank you, Harry. I love it!" Ron said, and the two boys went into a bro hug.

Harry had his best friend back, and now he felt complete. The trio was reborn.

TO BE CONTINUED

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NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:

SO, I NEEDED TO GIVE RON A CHANCE. BUT IT'S NOT THE END OF TENSION IN THE TRIO. ANYTHING I HAVE WRITTEN (SUCH AS CHARMS, SPELLS OR CURSES) MAY BE INCORRECT OR BE WRONG FOR CERTAIN FUNCTIONS. SOME FACTS MAY ALSO BE INCORRECT. DON'T BLAME ME. I'M NOT A GENIUS.