Summary: Ginny finds something (or some people) in the hall, doing something that definitely surprises her. She luckily is unnoticed and tries to keep a secret of what she had just saw.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to JK Rowling.
A/N: Hey guys, here is the fourth chapter to the story. Enjoy! Review if you want to, but just so you know, I do not like reading flames … they really put me down and give me harder time to write. (hint hint)
Chapter 4
Their Secret
By happythoughts
Ginny was about to turn the corner when she heard Hermione's breathless voice. "Ron, what are you doing?"
Uh-oh, I think I walked up at the wrong time, she thought. She turned to walk away, but as she heard Ron say, "Just shut up for once, will you?"
Ginny was filled with anger. How dare he speak to Hermione, her best friend like that! She decided that she was going to walk right up to Ron and stand up for Hermione. She held her head up high and turned the corner. "Ahem—"
Ginny's froze. There was Ron and Hermione … kissing! They were actually kissing! She was in shock, weren't they just in a fight? How did this happen? And not to be peverted or anything, but, they were really into it. Ron was almost pushing Hermione backwards, and his hands were rubbing her back. Ginny was filled with disgust. She walked away, thankfully unnoticed.
She couldn't concentrate all through Care of Magical Creatures, one of her best subjects. All she could think about was what she had just seen. Should she tell Harry? Or should she keep it a secret? It was going to nag her mind all day. She had forgotten all about being mad at Hermione in the morning. Instead of being filled with anger, she was filled with confusion. WHY had they kissed? Do your feelings just change that easily when you like someone that much? But they can't, my feelings haven't changed towards Harry, and I've liked him since my second year. She knew that this would nag her for the rest of the day.
In Potions, Harry even noticed something was different between Ron and Hermione. They had walked into Potions, late, together, both looking very flustered. Ron didn't even argue with Snape when he took 15 points from Gryffindor for being late. The two sat down on either side of Harry, and quietly got their quills and parchment out to take notes.
"What's up with you two?" whispered Harry to Ron and Hermione. Ron and Hermione looked at each other, searching on what to say to him. But all Ron did was mouth, "Tell you later."
And for the rest of the class, Harry had to sit through the agony of wondering what had happened between the two. And it didn't help that Hermione and Ron kept giving each other weird looks, making Harry feel very uncomfortable. Finally, it was time for lunch, and Harry grabbed Ron and Hermione's hands and led them to the Great Hall.
He led them to three seats at the end of the table, and threw his books down. He motioned for them to sit down, but he stood up. "Explain."
"Er—you see…" Ron started.
"Yes, you see, we were just uh…"
"You were just what? Come on now, on with it!" demanded Harry.
Ron finally made up his mind. They weren't going to tell Harry what had happened, and that was that. If he was mad at them, then so be it. He couldn't bear to tell his best friend that he had kissed his other best friend. "Harry, we hope you don't mind, but we're not going to tell you. It's our, me and Hermione's, personal business, and you have no right to know what it is."
Harry this time did sit down. He couldn't believe that his best friend, for all these years, had said that to his face. Personal business, he says? Between him and Hermione? Well, I'm their best friend, shouldn't I know also? He thought to himself.
"Harry? Harry? Are you okay?" asked Hermione.
Harry jerked out of his thoughts. He stared at Hermione. He couldn't believe that she had just asked him that, if he was okay. What did she think? That he was happy that Ron had said that to him? Of course not, he felt betrayed. Harry answered Hermione by asking her, "Please pass the ketchup."
Cautiously, Hermione passed it to him. "You didn't answer my question Harry, are you okay with us not telling you?"
Harry still didn't answer after 2 minutes. Ron and Hermione looked at each other with uncertainty. Hermione gave him a look that said, "Good going, now he's not going to talk to us."
"Of course I'm okay," Harry said, interrupting their thoughts, "my two best friends just told me that they weren't going to tell me their 'personal business' because obviously I'm not as important to them as I thought I was."
"Harry! You know perfectly well that you are also our best friend! It's just that—" started Hermione.
"Yes! You know bloody well that I would never leave you out of anything—" said Ron.
"Then what are you doing NOW?" asked Harry furiously. When neither Ron nor Hermione answered, he said, "That's what I thought."
Harry left dinner early, not able to sit with Ron and Hermione any longer. When he was about to go up to the common room, he had a better idea. He started on his way down to Hagrid's.
When he reached Hagrid's hut, he knocked on it three times. Hagrid opened the door right away and led him inside. "Haven't seen ya in awhile, 'Arry …" then, noticing Harry's facial expression, he added, "what's wrong with ya?"
Harry just shrugged his shoulders and took a sip of tea. He stared into the welcoming fire for awhile. All of sudden, everything started coming out. "Hagrid, you know how Ron and Hermione have liked each other for who knows when, right? Well, Ginny and I have tried to get them to go out, right? And it almost worked, until the prat, Ron, said something mean to Hermione, and they got in a big row about it. So, today, Ron and Hermione walked into Potions, obviously hiding something from me, and they said that they would tell me later. So I asked them about it, later, and you know what Ron said? He says that they're not going to tell me because it's their personal business, and that I have no right to know what it is."
Hagrid heaved a great sigh when Harry finished. "I see what ye mean, 'Arry. You have yer right to be upset. I don't know what ter tell yeh."
"That's okay, Hagrid. I didn't come hear for any advice. I just wanted to talk about things, other than what I'm going through right now.
So, for about 1 ½ more hours, they talked. From quidditch, to school, you name it. Harry was in a better mood after he left Hagrid's. He walked back to Hogwarts with a spring in his step, almost forgetting about the whole fight between him and his best friends. As he reached the common room, he braced himself. He knew what he was going to say to Ron and Hermione.
A/N: Just Review please … more to come!
