A/N Last Chapter… I hope you liked my fic. Ok I noticed that it's not
anywhere near good but HEY DEAL WITH IT! Sorry… ok read!
That night in the commons room Harry, Hermione, and Ron all sat in the chairs on front of the fire. Finally not one of them was mad at the other. They had just begun to apologize to each other.
"I'm sorry for being so mean to you Harry. And really sorry for what I said to you earlier," Ron said with his face down.
"That's ok Ron. You were mad no problem."
"No Harry, I of all people should understand that you don't ask for people to gawk at your forehead every time you're in public. I shouldn't have said what I said."
"No problem Ron I understand!" Harry said trying his hardest to convince Ron that it wasn't that big of a deal.
"Now shut up Ron it's my turn," teased Hermione, "Sorry for blowing up on you like that Harry. I just didn't want Ro— anyone to actually believe those rumors."
"Yeah I get that too, It's ok," Harry just wanted to go play a game of exploding snap, not listen to these two apologize about a simple little spat all night long.
"Ron, I hope you didn't actually believe those rumors. You of all people should know that I don't like Harry that way, especially after our fourth year with that nasty Skeeter bi— hag."
Ron turned a bright shade of red, "Sorry Hermione its just that… I don't know I guess I got a little jealous…"
"Why?" surprisingly enough Hermione was still lost but Harry understood where this conversation was going.
Harry had to take advantage of figuring something out before Hermione, "Don't you guys see what's going on? Ron got mad at me when he heard the rumors because he likes you Hermione," It didn't seem possible, but it was. Ron's face turned even redder, it was almost as red as his hair, "And Hermione didn't want to talk to me because she thought people would start believing the rumors, and she didn't want you, Ron, to start believing them because she likes you. Ha! It all makes sense now!"
Hermione's face also started to change from her regular to red, "You like me?" Hermione didn't really think that it was possible for Ron to like her. She didn't think he would even think about her that way, especially since Hermione heard what he said about some of the seventh year girls.
Ron looked up from his shoes, "Yeah… and you like me?" Ron always thought Hermione pictured him as a total idiot and that Hermione would never think of him that way.
Hermione looked right at Ron, "Yeah I always have. I guess I just never got the guts to tell you."
"I think I'm going to leave now. So long as everything about those rumors are settled I'm going to go find something else to do…" Harry said as he stood up and then walked away to go see if someone would play exploding snap with him.
If somebody had taken a picture five minutes after Harry had stood up this is what you would see…
Ron and Hermione were kissing, and now a couple. Harry was running around begging people to play exploding snap with him. The Creevy brothers were following Harry offering to play with him (he of course ignored them because after four years they really started to grate on his nerves). Ginny sat in the middle of the room daydreaming. The other Gryffindors were doing plenty of other things – homework, causing mayhem, playing wizard's chess, plotting to capture Filch, etc. – but since no one knows the rest of the Gryffindors I won't bother explaining what they were doing at the time.
A/N I am DESPERATE for reviews!! PLEASE REVIEW!! Just no flames! OK I'm not the best author I GET THAT but ok I still want a review just saying that SOMEONE read my fanfic!
That night in the commons room Harry, Hermione, and Ron all sat in the chairs on front of the fire. Finally not one of them was mad at the other. They had just begun to apologize to each other.
"I'm sorry for being so mean to you Harry. And really sorry for what I said to you earlier," Ron said with his face down.
"That's ok Ron. You were mad no problem."
"No Harry, I of all people should understand that you don't ask for people to gawk at your forehead every time you're in public. I shouldn't have said what I said."
"No problem Ron I understand!" Harry said trying his hardest to convince Ron that it wasn't that big of a deal.
"Now shut up Ron it's my turn," teased Hermione, "Sorry for blowing up on you like that Harry. I just didn't want Ro— anyone to actually believe those rumors."
"Yeah I get that too, It's ok," Harry just wanted to go play a game of exploding snap, not listen to these two apologize about a simple little spat all night long.
"Ron, I hope you didn't actually believe those rumors. You of all people should know that I don't like Harry that way, especially after our fourth year with that nasty Skeeter bi— hag."
Ron turned a bright shade of red, "Sorry Hermione its just that… I don't know I guess I got a little jealous…"
"Why?" surprisingly enough Hermione was still lost but Harry understood where this conversation was going.
Harry had to take advantage of figuring something out before Hermione, "Don't you guys see what's going on? Ron got mad at me when he heard the rumors because he likes you Hermione," It didn't seem possible, but it was. Ron's face turned even redder, it was almost as red as his hair, "And Hermione didn't want to talk to me because she thought people would start believing the rumors, and she didn't want you, Ron, to start believing them because she likes you. Ha! It all makes sense now!"
Hermione's face also started to change from her regular to red, "You like me?" Hermione didn't really think that it was possible for Ron to like her. She didn't think he would even think about her that way, especially since Hermione heard what he said about some of the seventh year girls.
Ron looked up from his shoes, "Yeah… and you like me?" Ron always thought Hermione pictured him as a total idiot and that Hermione would never think of him that way.
Hermione looked right at Ron, "Yeah I always have. I guess I just never got the guts to tell you."
"I think I'm going to leave now. So long as everything about those rumors are settled I'm going to go find something else to do…" Harry said as he stood up and then walked away to go see if someone would play exploding snap with him.
If somebody had taken a picture five minutes after Harry had stood up this is what you would see…
Ron and Hermione were kissing, and now a couple. Harry was running around begging people to play exploding snap with him. The Creevy brothers were following Harry offering to play with him (he of course ignored them because after four years they really started to grate on his nerves). Ginny sat in the middle of the room daydreaming. The other Gryffindors were doing plenty of other things – homework, causing mayhem, playing wizard's chess, plotting to capture Filch, etc. – but since no one knows the rest of the Gryffindors I won't bother explaining what they were doing at the time.
A/N I am DESPERATE for reviews!! PLEASE REVIEW!! Just no flames! OK I'm not the best author I GET THAT but ok I still want a review just saying that SOMEONE read my fanfic!