Ron Part 2: More Ginny, Hermione, and Harry Trouble

A/N: J. K. Rowling owns everything except the plot, which I am ACTUALLY proud to own.

Hermione and I walked to the Great Hall for dinner. "Er- Hermione- You wouldn't mind if I spoke to Ginny, would you?"
"That's fine," she replied, a little huffily at the mention of Ginny, who she thought had betrayed a secret. I made up my mind to confess what Ginny had really told me right after I figured out what Harry the secret was from Ginny.
"Ginny!" I called to her.
She looked up from the Ravenclaw table, surprised.
Seeing it was me, she waved. "Hi, Ron!"
I indicated the door, and she nodded.
Once we were in the corridor, she asked, "How'd it go with Hermione?"
"Awful. Now, fess up," I snapped back.
Ginny gave me a hurt look.
"Sorry. I'm not mad at you. It's Harry. Now, what did he say?"
"Hermione got the wrong impression on what you were trying to say, eh?"
I nodded.
"Did you tell her the truth?"
"She didn't give me a chance."
"RONALD WEASLEY! DO YOU MEAN TO TELL ME THAT SHE'S MAD AT ME BECAUSE YOU COULDN'T GET ANY WORDS OUT OF YOUR MOUTH?"
"It's not my fault!" I said protectively.
"Fine. I guess you're not going to tell her until I tell you?"
I nodded again.
"Okay. He was a little mad at you for just walking away from him, and..."
"I did NOT! I even asked him if he was okay with it!"
"Well, you know Harry. He's not going to get in between you and Hermione! He's too nice for that, and you know it!"
"Okay, fine. What did he say?"
"Well, it's not really *that* insulting..."
"Just tell me!"
"Fine! Ron, Hermione and I both lied. It wasn't you, it was Hermione. He didn't say anything about you! There, are you happy? We didn't want to tell you, because we knew it would make you angrier."
"Okay, can you tell me already?" I asked, not getting any angrier at her lying to me, because I knew they were right.
"He... he... he called her a Mudblood. There, are you happy?" she spat out, and she turned to head back into the hall.
"Ginny!"
She turned angrily. "What???"
"Thanks."
"Oh, Ron!" she threw her arms around me and started to walk away. But just as she reached the door, she turned around again. "You will talk to Harry and Hermione?"
"Of course! I was already planning to talk to Hermione, and I think Harry needs to tell me more. I want to hear it from him."
"Okay. But don't be mean. To either of them."
"Don't worry," I said, a smile playing around my face. "Your best friend and boyfriend will be fine."
I dodged a punch from her, and we walked back into the hall, hand in hand.
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"Herm, can we talk?" I asked a little nervously.
"Sure, Ron."
We walked back outside. I reminded myself that this would be easy compared to Harry, and shuddered at the thought.
"Hermione, I... Ginny didn't tell me about Harry saying anything."
To my surprise, she didn't look surprised or even angry. She just got that look on her face that makes me go wild and replied, "So she just told you now, and now you're going to tell me what she did say?"
"You have psychic powers. You know that, don't you?"
"Uh huh."
"Anyway, the day after we won the Quidditch match against Hufflepuff-"
"As in, yesterday?"
"Whatever. I told her that... you weren't acting normal study- wise. So she said she'd find out what she could about it."
"So you seized the chess opportunity, and at dinner that night, you talked to her about what I'd said on this exact same step?"
"Wrong, the one below it."
We shared a smile.
"And... about what you said to her... I didn't mean it. I'm glad you like studying better. Please stop it with all this relaxing nonsense. You KNOW I'll never get used to it."
"Thank you, Ron," she said, smiling.
We shared a hug, an just as we were preparing to head back into the hall, my good mood disintegrated.
"Harry?" she asked sympathetically.
"Harry."
"Need help?"
"Of course, but I think this is something I need to do on my own."
"Stop saying stuff like that. You're starting to sound like Harry. Oh, great. Now I have to sort things out with Ginny!"
We laughed, and for an instant, I felt such as strong emotional bond that I couldn't take my eyes off her. It seemed like she was pouring over me, and I couldn't think. My throat went dry and my eyes glazed over.
"Ron, you okay?"
"Not yet."
I swept her up into an embrace, and when our lips met, I nearly passed out with sheer joy.
"Now I'm still not okay. I'm more than okay."
She laughed, and we left Dreamland to confront Harry and Ginny.
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"Harry, let's talk."
"Let's."
Once again, though it had gotten quite old, we marched out of the great hall. I noticed Ginny and Hermione walking out the other door.
"Ginny told me what you said."
"I didn't mean it. You know she's not."
"Okay. I'm sorry for the er- incident in the common room."
"It's okay."
The rest of dinner was a little stiff, but when we went to bed, the friendship was fully repaired.
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I thought all my troubles that year were over, but, unfortunately, it was only The beginning of June, and you can bet the troubles weren't gonna stop there. In fact, they were about to get worse, and the next few days, were going to be the worst of my life.
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A/N: So, did you like it. For those of you who are H/H, sorry about the little intense R/H part. There will also be an intense H/G part coming up. So, don't kill me everybody. It's short, so please read it anyway.