"Harry!" I half scream as I run into the hospital wing. I spot the bed he is laying in and run over. "Harry, are you alright?" No response.
"He's just exhausted, dear." says a voice. I turn around and see it is Madame Pomfrey. "He had something on his mind and it apparently drove him to exhaustion."
"Will he be alright?" I ask.
"Yes, dear." She nods. "He should be out here when he wakes up and I give him the okay." We suddenly hear a murmur from the boy in the bed. "Speak of the devil."
"Whe-where am I?" He asks.
"The hospital wing, Mr. Potter. Everybody has a trip here at least once in their Hogwarts career." She chirps.
"Do you hurt anywhere, Harry?" I ask.
His head turns to me. He obviously thought that I wasn't here and that he could tell her what's on his mind without worrying that I might hear. "Katie? How long have you been here?"
"I just got here, but you're cute when you sleep." He blushes. "Your mouth is slightly open and your hands were crossed over your stomach."
"I don't think that people want to hear how cute they look when they sleep." He responds. He looks at me like I'm weird, which I am.
"Of course they do! Well, some girls do. Guys don't really... oh." I say. I totally made that up on the spot. "I thought you were a girl, sorry." He scowls at me.
"Katie..." He says seriously. I am to believe he is trying to tell me about earlier without bringing up earlier.
"Yeah, yeah. I know." I say waving my hand at him. "Now, Madame Pomfrey, when does Harry get out?"
"As soon as I check him dear." She replies.
"By all means, check away." I say.
"Do you mind stepping out? It might take awhile. Why don't you go back to the common room?"
"Okay." I say. "See you later, Harry!" I head out of the room and head to the commons where Ron awaits.
...
"Ron!" I say as I enter the room. I see him sitting on the couch by the fire.
"Katie!" He turns to me in surprise. "Did you see Harry? How was he?"
"He's fine Ron." I reply calmly. "He should be here soon."
"Oh," He sighs. "That's great."
"Very." I say. We walk over to the couch and sit down.
The door slowly opens and a familiar voice reaches our ears, "You lazy bums! You should be up and running around because I'm back!"
"Harry!" Ron says excitedly before going to greet his friend.
"Hey, Ron, Katie." Harry says.
"Harry. You okay to fly during the weekend?" I ask.
"Yeah." He replies.
"Okay. I challenge you to a race around Hogwarts on broomstick!" I yell triumphantly.
He laughs. "But we don't even know how to fly well."
"Are you scared?" I try to sound like Malfoy the best I can.
"No. Fine. This weekend we race." He says. "Ron, would you like to be ref.?"
"Would I?" Ron says excitedly.
"We shall take that as a yes." I say to him. We all leave the commons and head to dinner.
…
As we sit down I ask, "Did you ever find out Malfoy's punishment?"
"Detention for a month. Madame Hooch sent his punishment over to Snape." Ron replies without looking at me. He is staring at Malfoy who just so happens to be glaring at me. Gee, I wonder why.
Malfoy decides to get up and walk over to us. As he gets closer, I see he has a large black spot by his ear from where I whacked him. A smile plays at my lips.
"Why hello Malfoy." I say slyly. "Did you enjoy getting beaten by a girl?"
He tries to contain a scowl and he miserably fails. "The only reason you won was because Madame Hooch came out just as I was about to rearrange your face." He spits.
"No. I would have one anyway. I never loose a fight." I say as my face slowly gets closer to his. I feel Harry's hand on my arm in warning.
"Let's see then." He smiles. "I challenge you to a fight tonight at midnight."
"Fine. Where will I meet you?" Harry's hand releases my arm, but his eyes never leave me.
"Someplace with lots of space." He thinks for a moment. "How about the courtyard?"
"Fine. But you better be there or that black spot on your ear will spread to your whole body." I say coolly. He looks threatened enough that he won't tell. Ha! A girl thwarted your plan.
"Shake on it." He says, holding out his hand. I spit on mine and shake his. He looks disgusted and I smirk before he walks away.
When he was out of earshot Ron said, "Do you think he will honor his end?"
"No. He was planning to rat me out and get revenge on his detention." I reply.
"But you threatened to turn him black and blue if he does." Says Harry.
"And I will either way." I say.
"Won't everybody notice that?" Ron asks.
"Not if they're under his robes." I reply giving him my best 'duh' look. He nodded but looked like he didn't understand. I sighed.
We eat our dinner in peace except for the occasional glares of Malfoy and his cronies. Hermione stared at me for some unknown reason. When Harry saw what was going on, he miraculously placed his body between her and me. Something must have happened while I was with Dumbledore that had something to do with me.
"Their in a small tiff." I hear Ron say next to me. I nod to let him know I heard him.
…
After dinner we head back to the common room like we always do and plop down on the couch. I just lay my body down and my head lands on Ron's lap making the situation really awkward since I know Harry has feelings for me. Harry just sits down at my feet. I decide to make the situation more awkward by placing my feet on his lap.
"Uh," Ron starts.
"Don't wake me. I want to sleep before midnight." I say.
"We'll wake you a quarter to." Harry says.
"Good." I yawn and close my eyes.
…
Okay, I'll admit, sleeping wasn't quite the best idea. I woke up at around ten. Ron was still awake, but Harry wasn't. Good job on keeping your promise Harry.
I move my head slightly and Ron looks down at me, the fire reflecting in his blue eyes. "You awake?"
"Yeah." I say as I carefully remove my feet from Harry's lap and sit up.
"You should try to sleep again." He says pulling a blanket he had over me.
"No, I'm not tired."
"You need to sleep. If you are to fight Malfoy you need your strength."
"He won't come. You know that."
"But you threatened him. And what if he does?"
"My threat was just empty words and he'd be smart to realize that. If he does come, he can call me coward tomorrow if he pleases. I don't care what he says to me."
"You should care."
"I don't."
"Why?" This question gets to me.
"Because."
"Why?"
"Because I was meant to protect you and Harry throughout your time here at Hogwarts. I have no magic. I am not special. I am a protector not worthy of being here. I am an add-on to the school."
"You are not an add-on, Katie. You are my friend. You are Harry's friend and Harry really does like you. I like you for crying out loud!" This I already knew. When my head rested on Ron's lap earlier, Harry's eyes burned with jealousy. It was intense.
"I am not worthy of your love." I turn my head away from him towards Harry. You wouldn't have been able to tell, but he was awake. The light of the fire was in his eyes, and again they burned with jealousy.
"Hello." He says. His voice is thick with anger, at what, I don't know.
"Harry." I say glumly. Ron says nothing. He is too taken aback.
"Go back to sleep." Harry says pulling my head onto his lap. Great. I thought. I now have two boys fighting over me. I hate it. Why can't they have the same hatred for me as they do with Malfoy?
After awhile, I fall asleep, only to be woken two hours later by a certain boy with a scar and glasses. All I could see were his bright green eyes burning with something new; excitement.
Readers! I don't know what to say… uh… how's it been? The Harry Ron jealousy thing was weird. It was interesting to write though because Harry could never be angry with Ron, but Ron could be angry with Harry. Weird how that works in the 7th book, huh? Well… thank you for reading… - wolfhound22