Chapter
3
Temptations
& Dents
Hello! Here's the third chapter! Please
disregard any spelling errors. Thanks
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Harry awoke
that morning feeling utterly bitter. He
looked over at Ron's for-poster, but he was still fast asleep. He looked out the window and it was a beautiful shade of dark
blueish-purple. The stars still
shown brightly against the sky and he decided to take a walk until breakfast
started, although he didn't feel like eating. He walked and walked without even realizing where he was going. Thoughts exploded into his mind. Why
was Ron mad? It's not like Ron was
being totally open with him and if he knew that Ron had feelings for Hermione,
he would definitely back off- or would he? He cared about Hermione so much nothing something was making him feel
extremely guilty. Here he was
blaming Ron for not telling him about his feelings for Hermione, but the thing
is- he never told Ron how he felt either. He
looked up and noticed the sun had risen and that he was at the edge of the
Forbidden Forest. He walked back
slowly and Hermione's voice rang in his ears: "You never liked me until
now...!" Hermione said she had
given Harry hints before and then he finally realized it. Hermione had in fact given him
hints. He was just too thick to
realize it. Then he started to
think about all the times he had ever spent with her. She always helped him with schoolwork, she was so intelligent. Hermione always stood up for herself and her friends. He smiled to himself at the way she always spoke the truth to him, and he
thought that was very attractive. He
had to see her now. He missed her. Harry knew he was falling for her. She'd never like me Harry scolded himself.
"Cauldron
cakes." Harry said when he got to the portrait hole. The Fat Lady gave him a stoned look. "Oh- and sorry about
yesterday."
When he
walked into the common room, he met up with the one person he wanted to see
most.
"Oh,
Harry!" Hermione flung her arms around his neck. "You got me so worried! I thought that you were hurt or- or someone took you! Harry, you have got to leave a note or something!"
"Hermione"
Harry said grinning. "I'm fine. It's
okay, really, stop crying."
"Harry,
don't ever go off alone again!" Hermione scolded as Harry wiped her tears. "Harry, I-I worry about you, you know? I mean if something ever happened to you I don't know what I'd-"
"Hermione,
it's okay." Harry interrupted. He looked at her and gazed into her eyes. He leaned over ever so slowly but Hermione sped up. She grabbed him by the neck and kissed him. It was different then Ron's. His
had been soft and sweet while Harry's was fast, hungry, and full of excitement
and adrenalin. Hermione felt
foolish for doing this. She had
feelings for Ron, yet there was still some unexplainable part of her that longed
for Harry- he had been the boy she loved since her first year at Hogwarts. Right when she was about to pull away, she heard something.
Harry and Hermione quickly fell apart and looked behind them. Ron was running up the stairs and there seemed to be a large dent in the side of the wall.
"Ron!"
Hermione called. "Ron!"
Hermione left Harry standing there alone.
Harry knew
that Hermione did have feelings for Ron. What
was she playing at? Harry thought. One
day she yells at me, the next she kisses me, and then she runs off with Ron? Harry left the common room- his heart feeling considerabley heavier.
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"Ron." Hermione said on the verge of tears. "Ron, please talk to me."
Ron
didn't look at her. He was too
angry.
"Please."
Hermione said again.
"Hermione-
I want to know- straight out. Do
you feel anything for me? More that
a friend." Ron looked at Hermione and she looked uncertain. "If you like Harry, tell me now so I can back off."
"No, Ron…" Hermione said.
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Quite
a short one, eh? Gosh, I know most of you dislike Hermione right now
because she said she didn't feel anything for our boy Ron (LOL). Well,
read the next one. You'll be surprised!