"Ha?! HA?! What the hell is that supposed to mean? Dammit I just confessed
something that is bloody scaring the hell out of me and you say HA??"
"Relax Ron… first of all there is no reason to be scared, confused maybe but not scared and besides, it was about bloody time." Said Ginny
"You people are insane! I like Hermione!!! Do you understand that?!?! I like her!!! Hermione!!! Oh my God!"
"Ron calm yourself… why should that be such a horrible thing?" asked Harry
"IT'S WEIRD! I like Hermione Harry!!! My best friend! I like her, and I shouldn't because… well I just shouldn't dammit! You can't like a friend! it's like… you having a crush on Ginny!!! It's something that is so weird it can not happen!"
"Why not?!" said Harry and Ginny in unison.
Ron seemed to have a strong headache as he rubbed the bridge of his nose and shut his eyes "WHAT?!" he yelled at the blushing couple.
"Ron…" Harry began
"You're both mental… you cannot like your best friend!"
You could see Harry's shoulders slump as he gave a sigh of relief, for once, his friend's thick head had come as a benefit.
"Ron will you relax… just calm down" said Ginny placing a hand on her brother's shoulder.
His frustrated face changed rapidly to a very worried and anxious one. "Ginny… what am I going to do? Oh my God Ginny! Somebody likes her! They sent her a love letter, some Jeff or something… what if… she, and he said she already liked some one… dammit Ginny she's taken! She already likes someone! And I choose to start liking her now… I was just reading a corny love letter the git sent her and suddenly she is MY Hermione!"
"Actually you chose to realise now…" pointed out Harry
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Ron… since I remember, you have always had… something for Hermione… details you yourself didn't notice, but everyone else did, the only reason I said 'it was about time' was because it was! this is just another step in your relationship…" said Ginny
"Relationship? What bloody relationship?! She likes some other git and yet another is after her! Where the hell does that leave me!?"
"Closer than you think…"
Ginny shot Harry a death glare that Ron didn't notice. He was too busy being desperate.
"Dammit!"
"Ron, listen, I know that this may be a little bit of a shock for you, love has never been something insignificant or simple, much less easy to deal with…" started Ginny
"LOVE?!" Ron interrupted
"… you have to think It over, do you understand? Just find a place to yourself and think things over, I assure you you'll get an answer or two if you just slow down, ok? Think it over and relax… the world will not come crushing down over you, I guarantee it…"
Ron looked like he wanted to say something and finally gave a sigh and nodded.
"Being your sister comes with duties you know…" she smiled back.
"Thanks Ginny, I think I'll… um,"
"Go…" urged Harry
Ron nodded and with a final sigh he was off down the hall again.
"That was slightly odd…" noted Harry once Ron was out of hearing range.
Ginny nodded enthusiastically.
~~~*°*~~~
'Ron hates me… he hates me… he is never going to talk to me again… it would be too odd… Knowing I like him… Oh my God! I am never going to be able to face him again!'
Hermione let out a pout followed by a frustrated growl…
'And all because of who?? JEFF H!!!!! I swear that by some means, magical, muggle, scientific, planned, spontaneous, simple… what ever!… I WILL have his head…'
An intense fire burned inside Hermione and she could not remember ever being so determined. You could obviously see the strength through her eyes, due to the fact that everyone she passed in the hall backed away considerably when she went by.
"DEATH TO JEFF H!!!!!!"
~~~*°*~~~
"Well it worked didn't it? He finally realised… I have achieved a miracle… I have actually gotten through your brother's thick head…"
"Actually you only got halfway there…"
"How do you mean?"
"Remember… he said something about Hermione liking some other git… idiotically himself… probably got it from the letter, as I said… the foot note was not a good idea…"
"Hey it worked a little. But why didn't you tell him it was him who Hermione liked, would have saved us some time."
"Because Hermione has to do that herself, either that or Ron has to confess, one or the other but it wouldn't be right any other way.."
"Still it would have saved us a lot of time…"
Ginny raised an eyebrow, to which Harry shrugged, then shivered
"Do you feel that?" he asked Ginny rubbing his arms
"Feel what?"
"I felt, an odd chill… if I didn't know any better I would think some murderer is around the corner, out for my blood… just a feeling but…"
"A very odd one at that… but then again you have never been very normal to begin with…"
"hey I resent that."
"You shouldn't, it's a complement…"
"Oh…" he shivered again "dammit! this is getting bloody freaky."
Ginny was about to roll her eyes, when she saw someone emerge from the corner of the hallway (a/n: notice they haven't gotten anywhere after 2 or 3 chapters of being in the hallway?) for a moment she actually thought it was Harry's murderer and gave an involuntary jump towards him, then she saw it was only Hermione.
Only…
"Hermione?" Ginny asked cautiously
Hermione seemed to be very distracted when she turned to look at Ginny, who had to take a pace back to feel less edgy
"Something wrong?" she dared to ask again
Hermione took in a big breath and whipped out the crumpled, pinched, ruffled love letter. Harry smelled lilies and gulped hard. Ginny took it with a shaking hand and began to read. Why was she reading? He felt an elbow connect with his ribs and saw Ginny give him a look. Oh right… they weren't supposed to know. So he too adjusted his glasses and glanced at the letter.
After giving an expression of surprise and a slight gasp Ginny looked to Hermione. Who nodded knowingly.
"It's a love letter." said Ginny
"Brilliant observation Ginny dear… did you read the foot note? Guess who was with me when I read that."
"The red-head in question?" asked Ginny
"How dare he?!?!?" she exploded "how dare he know about Ron?!?!? And put it on paper?! Ron read it! And he panicked!! Now he knows and he just ran away leaving me there and now I'll never be able to talk to him in the same manner because he knows and the worst part is I found out he really doesn't have feelings for me due to the fact that he left me all alone back there and I don't know what to do anymore and do you know why all because of this f#&*ing git called Jeff M!!!!!!"
she took in a deep breath after a sentence like that and put on a sad face "I hate him…"
Harry stared at his friend as a bead of sweat appeared on his forehead. Hermione never cursed, and on the contrary often scolded Ron, Fred, George, himself or who ever she over heard. This was getting very scary. She suddenly turned to him and gave a gasp followed by a brilliant red blush. 'um…. What did I miss?' Harry wondered
"Harry… I… please don't tell Ron what I have just said… I… do… like Ron, but, I didn't tell you because… well I was… I was afraid you'd…"
"Ohhh that!" said the green eyed boy getting a clue "Don't worry Hermione… I… this didn't come as a big shock to me… I always noticed you treated Ron much differently than myself, like there was something special about the bloke… I guess you could say I…"
"Oh come off it Hermione, Harry already knew. Just like every body else does…" Ginny interrupted seeing the blush on her friend deepen
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you Harry, but I though you would go and blab everything to Ron, so I gue--- what?! What do you mean just like every body else?! Who else knows??" Hermione turned to Ginny
"Hermione the only person that doesn't know is the person that is supposed to…" Ginny rolled her eyes
"Well he knows now…" she said replacing her blush with a frown, then she went back to looking scary "And the person to blame for that will die!"
Now Harry knew the origin of the really creepy chill. Hermione grabbed the letter again and followed her path down the hall.
"Where are you going?" asked Ginny
"I'm going to find this Jeff M… I know enough about him, his first name, his handwriting, the first letter of his last name… I will find him…"
Before Ginny could so much as protest Hermione was running down the hall again. Ginny put on a worried expression, brows furrowed and looked to Harry who was paler than usual…
~~~*°*~~~
'Just like every body else?! Does everybody really know? Am I that obvious?? In that case Ron should have noticed too… but he never said anything, but Ginny is always telling me he is a thick headed twit, but he's awfully nice, but what if he did know, but why hasn't he said anything? But he has never been good with feelings… oh but…'
She turned a corner and almost ran into a Gryffindor she didn't know 'Pay attention Mione! ….mmmm Mione… that's what he calls me… he invented it, and now everybody calls me that, I like it… although he only calls me that because he is too lazy to say my full name, he has always been lazy… he always tell me that…' she sighed 'I'm going to loose all that because of one stupid git!' she fumed and continued with heavy footsteps.
~~~*°*~~~
Hermione could be awful nice to him when she wanted to, and he always had this guilty feeling when ever he made her angry over some stupid row. Even if he was right… which wasn't very often. None the less she looked awfully sweet whenever she told him to be more responsible, or to stop cursing, or to finish his homework a week before it was due. And even though his pride was always on the floor when he would lose an argument, he liked to know she was happy because she had won.
How did he really feel towards her? Ginny even mentioned love… but how to know when you love a person? He got up from his comfortable chair by the fire and made his way towards the boys dormitories, when he heard the portrait door swing open, hearing loud hurried footsteps that came to a sudden halt.
His blood froze, wait he wasn't ready to see… he hadn't figured this out yet! hearing his heart in his chest, he felt adrenaline rush through his body making him feel exited and scared at the same time, his stomach danced increasing the queasy feeling.
His blue eyes penetrated her cinnamon ones. He stood frozen in place as she did, a good 5 meters apart from each other, neither moving a muscle.
~~~*°*~~~
hmmmmm, I would go on but if I went on I would pass my pages, I usually do 5 and adding what I have would be 7 so, I had to cut it off there, hope you enjoyed, forgive the weird-ness, I was in a really foul mood because someone was watching me write and asking me questions and not leaving me alone… dammit who likes distant relatives?! Not me!!! Especially when they are annoying 10 year olds!!!!
*smiles* at least I still have Ever as my inspiration, as always for him.
"Relax Ron… first of all there is no reason to be scared, confused maybe but not scared and besides, it was about bloody time." Said Ginny
"You people are insane! I like Hermione!!! Do you understand that?!?! I like her!!! Hermione!!! Oh my God!"
"Ron calm yourself… why should that be such a horrible thing?" asked Harry
"IT'S WEIRD! I like Hermione Harry!!! My best friend! I like her, and I shouldn't because… well I just shouldn't dammit! You can't like a friend! it's like… you having a crush on Ginny!!! It's something that is so weird it can not happen!"
"Why not?!" said Harry and Ginny in unison.
Ron seemed to have a strong headache as he rubbed the bridge of his nose and shut his eyes "WHAT?!" he yelled at the blushing couple.
"Ron…" Harry began
"You're both mental… you cannot like your best friend!"
You could see Harry's shoulders slump as he gave a sigh of relief, for once, his friend's thick head had come as a benefit.
"Ron will you relax… just calm down" said Ginny placing a hand on her brother's shoulder.
His frustrated face changed rapidly to a very worried and anxious one. "Ginny… what am I going to do? Oh my God Ginny! Somebody likes her! They sent her a love letter, some Jeff or something… what if… she, and he said she already liked some one… dammit Ginny she's taken! She already likes someone! And I choose to start liking her now… I was just reading a corny love letter the git sent her and suddenly she is MY Hermione!"
"Actually you chose to realise now…" pointed out Harry
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Ron… since I remember, you have always had… something for Hermione… details you yourself didn't notice, but everyone else did, the only reason I said 'it was about time' was because it was! this is just another step in your relationship…" said Ginny
"Relationship? What bloody relationship?! She likes some other git and yet another is after her! Where the hell does that leave me!?"
"Closer than you think…"
Ginny shot Harry a death glare that Ron didn't notice. He was too busy being desperate.
"Dammit!"
"Ron, listen, I know that this may be a little bit of a shock for you, love has never been something insignificant or simple, much less easy to deal with…" started Ginny
"LOVE?!" Ron interrupted
"… you have to think It over, do you understand? Just find a place to yourself and think things over, I assure you you'll get an answer or two if you just slow down, ok? Think it over and relax… the world will not come crushing down over you, I guarantee it…"
Ron looked like he wanted to say something and finally gave a sigh and nodded.
"Being your sister comes with duties you know…" she smiled back.
"Thanks Ginny, I think I'll… um,"
"Go…" urged Harry
Ron nodded and with a final sigh he was off down the hall again.
"That was slightly odd…" noted Harry once Ron was out of hearing range.
Ginny nodded enthusiastically.
~~~*°*~~~
'Ron hates me… he hates me… he is never going to talk to me again… it would be too odd… Knowing I like him… Oh my God! I am never going to be able to face him again!'
Hermione let out a pout followed by a frustrated growl…
'And all because of who?? JEFF H!!!!! I swear that by some means, magical, muggle, scientific, planned, spontaneous, simple… what ever!… I WILL have his head…'
An intense fire burned inside Hermione and she could not remember ever being so determined. You could obviously see the strength through her eyes, due to the fact that everyone she passed in the hall backed away considerably when she went by.
"DEATH TO JEFF H!!!!!!"
~~~*°*~~~
"Well it worked didn't it? He finally realised… I have achieved a miracle… I have actually gotten through your brother's thick head…"
"Actually you only got halfway there…"
"How do you mean?"
"Remember… he said something about Hermione liking some other git… idiotically himself… probably got it from the letter, as I said… the foot note was not a good idea…"
"Hey it worked a little. But why didn't you tell him it was him who Hermione liked, would have saved us some time."
"Because Hermione has to do that herself, either that or Ron has to confess, one or the other but it wouldn't be right any other way.."
"Still it would have saved us a lot of time…"
Ginny raised an eyebrow, to which Harry shrugged, then shivered
"Do you feel that?" he asked Ginny rubbing his arms
"Feel what?"
"I felt, an odd chill… if I didn't know any better I would think some murderer is around the corner, out for my blood… just a feeling but…"
"A very odd one at that… but then again you have never been very normal to begin with…"
"hey I resent that."
"You shouldn't, it's a complement…"
"Oh…" he shivered again "dammit! this is getting bloody freaky."
Ginny was about to roll her eyes, when she saw someone emerge from the corner of the hallway (a/n: notice they haven't gotten anywhere after 2 or 3 chapters of being in the hallway?) for a moment she actually thought it was Harry's murderer and gave an involuntary jump towards him, then she saw it was only Hermione.
Only…
"Hermione?" Ginny asked cautiously
Hermione seemed to be very distracted when she turned to look at Ginny, who had to take a pace back to feel less edgy
"Something wrong?" she dared to ask again
Hermione took in a big breath and whipped out the crumpled, pinched, ruffled love letter. Harry smelled lilies and gulped hard. Ginny took it with a shaking hand and began to read. Why was she reading? He felt an elbow connect with his ribs and saw Ginny give him a look. Oh right… they weren't supposed to know. So he too adjusted his glasses and glanced at the letter.
After giving an expression of surprise and a slight gasp Ginny looked to Hermione. Who nodded knowingly.
"It's a love letter." said Ginny
"Brilliant observation Ginny dear… did you read the foot note? Guess who was with me when I read that."
"The red-head in question?" asked Ginny
"How dare he?!?!?" she exploded "how dare he know about Ron?!?!? And put it on paper?! Ron read it! And he panicked!! Now he knows and he just ran away leaving me there and now I'll never be able to talk to him in the same manner because he knows and the worst part is I found out he really doesn't have feelings for me due to the fact that he left me all alone back there and I don't know what to do anymore and do you know why all because of this f#&*ing git called Jeff M!!!!!!"
she took in a deep breath after a sentence like that and put on a sad face "I hate him…"
Harry stared at his friend as a bead of sweat appeared on his forehead. Hermione never cursed, and on the contrary often scolded Ron, Fred, George, himself or who ever she over heard. This was getting very scary. She suddenly turned to him and gave a gasp followed by a brilliant red blush. 'um…. What did I miss?' Harry wondered
"Harry… I… please don't tell Ron what I have just said… I… do… like Ron, but, I didn't tell you because… well I was… I was afraid you'd…"
"Ohhh that!" said the green eyed boy getting a clue "Don't worry Hermione… I… this didn't come as a big shock to me… I always noticed you treated Ron much differently than myself, like there was something special about the bloke… I guess you could say I…"
"Oh come off it Hermione, Harry already knew. Just like every body else does…" Ginny interrupted seeing the blush on her friend deepen
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you Harry, but I though you would go and blab everything to Ron, so I gue--- what?! What do you mean just like every body else?! Who else knows??" Hermione turned to Ginny
"Hermione the only person that doesn't know is the person that is supposed to…" Ginny rolled her eyes
"Well he knows now…" she said replacing her blush with a frown, then she went back to looking scary "And the person to blame for that will die!"
Now Harry knew the origin of the really creepy chill. Hermione grabbed the letter again and followed her path down the hall.
"Where are you going?" asked Ginny
"I'm going to find this Jeff M… I know enough about him, his first name, his handwriting, the first letter of his last name… I will find him…"
Before Ginny could so much as protest Hermione was running down the hall again. Ginny put on a worried expression, brows furrowed and looked to Harry who was paler than usual…
~~~*°*~~~
'Just like every body else?! Does everybody really know? Am I that obvious?? In that case Ron should have noticed too… but he never said anything, but Ginny is always telling me he is a thick headed twit, but he's awfully nice, but what if he did know, but why hasn't he said anything? But he has never been good with feelings… oh but…'
She turned a corner and almost ran into a Gryffindor she didn't know 'Pay attention Mione! ….mmmm Mione… that's what he calls me… he invented it, and now everybody calls me that, I like it… although he only calls me that because he is too lazy to say my full name, he has always been lazy… he always tell me that…' she sighed 'I'm going to loose all that because of one stupid git!' she fumed and continued with heavy footsteps.
~~~*°*~~~
Hermione could be awful nice to him when she wanted to, and he always had this guilty feeling when ever he made her angry over some stupid row. Even if he was right… which wasn't very often. None the less she looked awfully sweet whenever she told him to be more responsible, or to stop cursing, or to finish his homework a week before it was due. And even though his pride was always on the floor when he would lose an argument, he liked to know she was happy because she had won.
How did he really feel towards her? Ginny even mentioned love… but how to know when you love a person? He got up from his comfortable chair by the fire and made his way towards the boys dormitories, when he heard the portrait door swing open, hearing loud hurried footsteps that came to a sudden halt.
His blood froze, wait he wasn't ready to see… he hadn't figured this out yet! hearing his heart in his chest, he felt adrenaline rush through his body making him feel exited and scared at the same time, his stomach danced increasing the queasy feeling.
His blue eyes penetrated her cinnamon ones. He stood frozen in place as she did, a good 5 meters apart from each other, neither moving a muscle.
~~~*°*~~~
hmmmmm, I would go on but if I went on I would pass my pages, I usually do 5 and adding what I have would be 7 so, I had to cut it off there, hope you enjoyed, forgive the weird-ness, I was in a really foul mood because someone was watching me write and asking me questions and not leaving me alone… dammit who likes distant relatives?! Not me!!! Especially when they are annoying 10 year olds!!!!
*smiles* at least I still have Ever as my inspiration, as always for him.