The Loveletter
Chapter 6
A/N: I think that I got a little OOC but it's not too
bad.
"Hello!" Neville said waving cheerfully to Ron and Harry who was behind him.
"H-how could you lie to me!" Ron said feeling betrayed.
Hermione raised an eyebrow. "Lie to you? I never said anything!" she said.
"I thought that you were at Hogwarts studying, but you're on a d-date with Neville of all people!"
"What's that supposed to mean?!" Hermione was standing up now. "I think Neville is a really great guy!" she said.
Neville was blushing. "And I bet he'd never do something as stupid as what you're doing now!"
Ron was taken aback. "What?! You're being crazy!"
Hermione was at her prime. Ron was being such an to put it nicely an asshole. She had to show him that he couldn't mess with her. "Crazy?!" she asked. "I'll show you crazy!"
She grabbed Neville by the collar and kissed him. On the lips. "Oh no you just did not do that!" Ron shouted.
By now the whole resturaunt was watching. Hermione broke off from it. Neville was speechless. "You want to do something about it?" she asked.
They were glaring at each other.
"Guys!" Harry said going inbetween them. "Stop it now!"
Hermione and Ron looked at Harry for a moment then went back to glaring at each other. "Look, Ron you're being to hard on Hermione," he said turning to him.
"What?! Now your on her side?!" Ron shrieked.
He turned around. "I'm not going to stay here and be insulted,"
He headed towards the door. "I thought you two were my friends," he said walking out.
Harry started to run after him but was stopped by Madame Rosementa. "I don't think you should follow him now," she said with a knowingly smile.
"Well good riddance to him," Hermione huffed.
Neville had a bewildered look on his face. He didn't know what to say about what just happened.
Hermione turned to Neville. "I have to go, thank you Neville for a great day,"
She walked out of the resturaunt leaving Harry and Neville there. "I don't get those two sometimes," Harry said sitting down next to Neville.
People in the resturaunt stopped staring and continued with their meals. "Do you think they'll be friends?" Neville asked hopefully.
He knew it was his fault that all of this happened and he didn't like Hermione angry like that. He did like the kiss. And she said she liked me…"Well that was one big row they had," Harry said lost in thought. "But I think that they'll get over it," he said.
"I hope…" A little voice inside Harry's head said.
* * * * *
Ron was sitting in one of the plush chairs in the Gryffindor common room. He was staring at the fire lost in thought. How could Hermione do something like that? How could she? Was all that was going through his mind.
"What's wrong Ron?" a girls voice said.
He looked up thinking it to be Hermione. It was Parvati. Parvati sat down next to him. "Come on you can tell me," she said.
He explained to her what he saw. "Oh, Ron you must be so angry, and sad" she said in a consoling voice.
He buried his head in his hand. "I just don't know what to do," he said.
Parvati stroked his red hair. "Just forget about her for now…" she whispered. "Just focus on me,"
Her voice sounded hypnotizing. Ron was seeing her in a new light. Parvati was very pretty. He heard himself say. "Okay,"
Parvati's hand slid from his hair to his cheek. "You're a very handsome man, even more handsome when you smile," she smiled.
Ron smiled faintly. He was lost to her. All he could see was Parvati, and for now…that was okay with him.
* * * * *
As Hermione was walking towards Hogwarts, she had decided to apologize. She should have told him where she was going before going off like she did. She made it to the entrance hall and to the the portrait of the Fat Lady. "Farintosh," she said.
"You're early," the portrait said swinging open. Hermione climbed through.
The common room was empty except for two people behind a sofa who Hermione couldn't see. She walked over to the two and gasped.
It was Ron. With Parvati Patil. Making out right in front of her eyes. All thoughts of apologizing left her. She turned around and stomped off to her room.
Ron broke off from the kiss. "Who was that?" he asked.
"It doesn't matter Ron," Parvati said slowly untying the silver fastenings of her robe.