Harry:
I wonder if he realises the pain he has caused, is causing. I wonder if he cares. Sometimes I think no, of course not, not now. Other times, I look up, to see him looking at me, at Hermione, less than a split-second before he turns away, but I can read him perfectly. When you have been best friends with someone for 4 years then you learn them, their facial expression, their body language, the minutiae of their every movement, tone, expression. Just like I knew him, I knew that look, it said I-take-it-all-back,-I-was-wrong,-I'm-sorry, then he turns and within another split second he has composed himself, his new self, at least.
Then I begin to wonder whether things will ever change, get back to normal, whatever that is, but he and I both know that isn't possible.
I doubt he knows what he has got himself involved in, the commitment involved. Mind you I've underestimated Ron before, perhaps if I hadn't it never would have happened. If we had only not taken him for granted so much.
I know I need to deal with it, Ron's betrayal I mean, get over it, move on. Like all those tacky lyrics from even tackier songs dealing with break-ups and other teenage problems. If it was just another break up I could deal with it, in time. But its not, normal, and its not as if every other teen has gone through what I'm going through. Only me and Hermione know. How could anyone else know, feel, the pain of being betrayed to the dark side.
Of course its different for her, being, well in love with Ron, she thinks I don't know. As if I couldn't have endured all their petty fights, banter really for the last year or so, without realising what it was all really about. The Yule Ball was especially helpful at reaffirming my suspicions.
I can't imagine what its like for her, now, knowing they could have had it all, and then having that chance swept away, by the one person that no one would have suspected. Nevertheless we muddle through, me and Hermione. Its not the same as when Ron was around, but life goes on. It must if we have any chance of winning him back, reminding him of his true self. Before its too late.