A/n I'm back from an awesome trip!! And now I have a cold. Anyway, there will be one more part of this story after this. Then I'm going to put my undivided attention towards my Glimmer series. This is kinda strangeJ
Mixed Emotions Part 9
As I sat next to her on her bed, Hermione shot me a deathly stare. 'What did I do,' I thought. I decided I had better speak first; she looked like she was about to kill someone.
"Hermione, I'm really sorry about what…"
"Get out," she hissed.
"Excuse me?"
"I said, get out of my room. You don't belong up here. I want to be left alone."
"Don't get angry with me just because of what Harry said," I told her, beginning to raise my voice.
"What Harry said? I do not care what Harry said," she spat.
"Then what is your problem?"
"Forget it Ron. You are an idiot," she shot as she pushed me out the door.
"I can't believe I actually felt sorry for you when Harry put you down," I shouted. But it was no use; the door had already been slammed into my face. I walked slowly back down the stairs, turning for a second at the bottom to stare at the door that was recently shut in my face; it was still closed. Harry and Ginny must've followed me back to Hogwarts, because they were waiting on the couch. They looked a little preoccupied at the moment, so I had to clear my throat to get their attention.
"Ron! Sorry about that," he said, jumping away from Ginny.
"You should be. Can you believe Hermione is mad at me now?"
"No, I never would've guessed," he said with somewhat a sarcastic tone in his voice.
"What are you trying to get at," I asked. As if I could possibly become more confused at the moment.
"Nothing," he smirked. "I just don't think I was the cause of Hermione's little outburst back there."
"Of course you were. Why else would she get that upset?"
"Do you really think she is still hung up on me," Harry asked innocently.
"Well I didn't. I thought she was over you, until today."
Ginny finally decided to give me some of her own input. "Ron, Hermione is over Harry. She even gave me her blessing to go out with him a long time ago."
"Your blessing as in 'You win; you can have Harry'," I asked.
"No. Her exact words were, 'I am glad my very best friend has found such a great girl Ginny. I know Ron is going to give you trouble, but I give you and Harry my complete blessing."
"And how long ago was that," I asked, unbelieving.
"A couple weeks before Harry and I started going out," she answered.
"But didn't you start going out that time we met you two in Hogsmeade? Remember, Hemione and I waited in the Three Broomsticks for you two, and Harry came to announce that he and you were out on a date."
"Of course I remember silly. And yes, that was when Harry and I first officially went out."
"And she gave you her blessings two weeks before that?" 'Great wizards! What is Hermione on,' I thought. 'What is she trying to pull?'
"Her sincere blessings," Ginny emphasized.
"Er, okay. I think I'm going to go up to bed now." I didn't know what else to say. All these thoughts were running around in my mind, and I needed to calm them in some way. I decided I either needed to talk to Hermione, or lay in bed to sort them out. The latter idea won out. After all, I didn't know what to say to Hermione, and why would I want to talk to her anyway? She just called me an idiot and slammed the door in my face. As far as I was concerned, she could deal with her problems on her own; I tried to help her, and I tried to be reasonable, but what did she do? She turned on me, and caused me more confusion. I had one last thing to get off my chest as I headed for my dorm.
"Ginny, Harry."
"Hmm," they said simultaneously.
"I give you two my blessings."
Ginny ran up to give me a hug. As soon as she let go of me, Harry slapped me on the back. "Thanks," he said.
"No problem," I answered, heading up to my room.
I couldn't sleep. I was tossing and turning to the beat of snores coming from the other bunks. The worst part, I was still unable to sort out everything that had happened since the beginning of fifth year. It was drafty in our dorm, so I finally decided to go into the common room and sit by the fire. I sat down in the warm and cozy chair, and that was where I fell asleep.
I woke to the sounds of books slamming around. Squinting from the light, I glanced at the clock. Whoever was in the common room must be an early riser, I thought. It was only seven o'clock, and it was Sunday morning. 'Who would get up at seven o'clock on a Sunday morning to study?' My brain answered the question as soon as it asked it-Hermione.
"Hey," I said, still trying to adjust to the light. I momentarily forget about our fight the previous day.
"Why is it everywhere I go, you're there," she shot. She was apparently still mad for reasons I did not know.
I was about to shoot something cruel back to her, but when I looked in her eyes I stopped. Was that hurt I saw? I forgot my previous plan of action, and decided to tone it down.
"What is wrong Hermione?"
"Nothing you would understand," she snapped.
"I'm confused Hermione. What are you thinking?"
"You don't want to know what I'm thinking. Believe me, you don't," she said, gaining a sad tone in her voice.
"Yes I do Hermione."
"Why do you want to know Ron? So you could torture me?"
"No!"
"Then why?"
"I, er…" I really didn't know how to answer that question.
"That's what I thought," she said, turning her back on me.
"I gave Harry and Ginny my blessings last night," I said in one last attempt to stop her. It worked. She turned, and gave me a half-smile.
"That's good of you Ron."
"Ginny told me you gave them your blessings months ago. Is that true?"
"Yes it is," she said, taking a seat on the arm of the chair.
She seemed to be forgiving me for whatever I did to her, when I had to open my big mouth again. "So what was all this for Hermione? If you were over Harry, and really gave Ginny your blessings, then why did you go through all this charade?"
"I did it because you seemed bound and determined to break Harry and Ginny up."
"I guess you were right again Hermione," I said, causing her to finally give me a full-blown smile.
"Of course I was."
"One more question. Why did you get so upset last night?"
"Because you are an idiot," she answered, still smiling.
"What did I do?"
"Nothing Ron. Just forget it."
But of course, no, I couldn't forget it. "Come on Hermione, you had to get mad for a reason."
"Will you please just let it go?"
"No I won't," I snapped. "One of my best friends suddenly blew up at me last night, and she won't tell me why."
"Do you really want to know why Ron? Do you?" She madly grabbed me by the wrists, and pulled me up off of the couch to face her. "How's this for being spontaneous," she asked, right before it happened.
That was when she kissed me.
A/n Haha, You'll have to find out their reactions and everything in the next one!! I hope it wasn't too OOC for Hermione to do that, I just always thought she was kinda gutsy when she wanted to be (she did slap Malfoy)!!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything!!