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The Test Of Friendship
Chapter 6:
Maybe
Ginny and Harry were still drowned in silence when Fred and George barged in the house, startling them. They jumped up and greeted them awkwardly. "Uh, hi guys, we were just uh, hungry so we were going to the kitchen to uh, get something." Ginny said. "Okay, that's great Ginny, um, can you move so we can get through?" Fred said. "Oh, sure Fred." Ginny said and jumped aside. Fred and George hurried to their room and shut the door. Ginny and Harry looked at each other again, and they sat down at the kitchen table. "Um, well-wow." Harry said, shifting uncomfortably on the wooden chair. "Well-I uh-don't know what to say." Harry said. Ginny felt a cold feeling of regret. He didn't like her the same way, and she knew it, but she took the risk of hurting herself anyway. After a while, Harry broke the silence and said, "I like you too."
*Two hours Later......*
Hermione came home with three shopping bags in each hand. She looked worn out yet happy. Ron was in the kitchen making some butterbeer, Harry was in his room, polishing his Firebolt, and Ginny was on her bed, daydreaming about Harry. Hermione put her bags in her room and took off her coat. She joined Ron in the kitchen. She sat down at the kitchen table. "Do you hate me, Ron?" Hermione asked, Ron couldn't tell if she was kidding or serious. He sat down at the table with her. "No, I don't hate you Hermione. Why?" Ron said. "Oh, I don't know it's just that we hardly talk anymore and everytime I say something to you, you act annoyed." Hermione said. "I don't spend enough time with you." Ron said, pouring two cups of butterbeer. "What do you mean? I'm practically living here for the summer. I try to do things with you and Harry as much as possible." Hermione said. "Yeah, with me and Harry, but I feel like I hardly know you, and now, with your new image-" Ron was cut off by Hermione. "It's not a new image exactly. I'm just so bored being the stuck-up, snobby, know-it-all who only is asked for answers." Hermione said. Ron handed her a cup of butterbeer. She smiled and sipped it. "Thank you." Hermione said. "Your welcome." Ron said. It seemed neither of them felt the need to continue the conversation. They didn't want to risk it turning into an argument. Hermione and Ron looked at each other. Hermione put her hand on Ron's. "Ron, I don't know why you feel that way, but I want you to know that I'm your friend, and I always will be. I'm not promising we won't fight or argue, but I am promising a friendship." Hermione said. She squeezed his hand gently and let go. Ron was kind of dissapointed she let go, but he tried not to show it. Hermione smiled and went up to her room, she closed the door. Ron smiled. Ginny came downstairs into the kitchen, she sat next to Ron. She looked at Ron, who was daydreaming, and tapped him on the shoulder. "You look like you've fallen in love." Ginny smiled. "So do you." Ron said as he looked at Ginny's dreamy expression. "Maybe I have." Ginny said. "Maybe." Ron said.