Harry hated this fight more than any of the others because it was the worst so far. Hermione wouldn't even speak to Ron. Harry was in the middle of it all. He constantly had to choose between his two friends. Both Hermione and Ron wanted to sit with him at lunch or in class, but since they never sat next to eachother, he had to choose constantly. It was very mind-boggling.
A couple other people were mad at him too. Ginny was acting rather impersonal towards him and tried to make their conversations as concise as possible. Harry still didn't know why Ginny was so cold towards him.
He was also skeptical as to whether Cho was mad at him or not. All he knew was that she was avoiding him. Harry discovered this one day when he was in the halls walking beside Hermione. He saw Cho ahead of him and waved to her. Although he no longer fancied her, he did want to be friends with her. Apparently, she had other plans; she ignored his wave and positioned herself in the center of a crowd of girls. Harry sighed and watched her pass as Hermione went on about how much work she had for Professor Sinistra. Harry glanced over his shoulder at the same time that Cho did. She quickly turned around and Harry sighed deeply. His eyes focused on a closer person; it was Ron. Ron stared jealously at Harry as he walked beside Hermione. Harry sighed heavily for the third time and followed Hermione into the library.
To top everything off, it was the week before the Quidditch match. All of his and Ron's free time was spent practicing. Ron seemed very preoccupied during the practices and wasn't doing as well as usual. Harry was worried about him. Not only was Ron doing bad in Quidditch practice, but O.W.L.S. were approaching fast and Ron was failing tests and doing bad in classes. He was doing the worst in Charms and Potions.
"I can't do this stupid Summoning Charm, Harry!" Ron howled in frustration. He had been having problems with it for the past four days. Professor Flitwick had given the class the week to practice any of their worst charms for O.W.L.S. Ron's was the Summoning Charm. Harry found that he was having most troubles with the Repairing charm and was trying his best to fix a cup he had dropped on the floor for the purpose. Yet, he had been too inattentive due to helping Ron with his Summoning Charm, and staring at Hermione, who was working with Parvati and glancing lividly at Ron and Harry from time to time.
"Try concentrating on the pillow harder, Ron," Harry replied, and brought a pillow with ease to his side. He, of course, was an expert, due to Hermione's help last year for the First Task. Ron kept trying, but in aggravation, was unable to do so.
"Reparo," Harry yelled and smiled in satisfaction as the cup flew into his hands in one piece, "You'll get it eventually, Ron. Just keep trying,"
"I AM trying Harry! Accio!" Ron moaned. The pillow flew into the air and landed on top of Lavender and Seamus, who had been hiding in a corner for the whole hour, giggling. Seamus popped up and gave Ron a reprimanding look.
"Oh, sorry Seamus," he gave him a toothy grin, which Seamus returned. Seamus and Lavender emerged a few minutes later. Harry grinned and snickered along with several other whoops from the Gryffindor fifth years. Then Harry started pondering. Why hadn't Professor Flitwick caught them? He found him in another corner, sitting at his desk, absorbed in a book and writing notes. Harry suddenly wondered why Professor Flitwick would allow the students to spend a whole week practicing for O.W.L.S. Was it for their benefit, or was there another reason? Was Professor Flitwick doing something important? The bell interrupted Harry's pondering. Ron and he walked down the halls towards the Great Hall to get lunch. Hermione passed by and grabbed Harry's wrist, without looking at Ron.
"Harry, I have something important to tell you," she whispered, "Sit with me at lunch."
"See you after lunch at Quidditch practice," Harry said over his shoulder to Ron, as Hermione dragged him to the lunch line.
Hermione and Harry sat in a far corner of the Gryffindor table and they welcomed the lunches that appeared before them happily.
"Harry, did you notice something fishy in Charms this week?" Hermoine said this rather casually.
"Yes, actually I did! Why did Professor Flitwick give us a whole week of free time?" Harry gobbled down his mashed potatoes and moved to the green beans.
"I don't know. That's what's fishy," Hermione pondered, "I think we better start paying more attention to the Order of Phoenix, Harry. Well," she hesitated, "There have been other things on our minds lately, but this is important and I think maybe we should try to help."
"Your right, Hermione. Maybe we should all just apologize and forgive each other and--"
"I NEVER SAID I WAS GOING TO FORGIVE RON!" Hermione howled. Harry quailed.
"All right Hermione, well then, maybe we should just work on it, you know, you and I alone."
"I'd like that a lot," Hermione said this in a strange tone that made Harry uncomfortable.
Harry thought maybe it was a good time to ask his question now, "Why are you mad at--" Suddenly a shadow covered his green beans and he and Hermione looked up at Draco Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle.
"Well, Potter. You sure are the lady's man this year. Three girls in one year. Ginny Weasley, Cho Chang, and now Hermione Granger. Honestly, Potter, how DO you do it?" Draco hissed, "Granger, why don't you tell us what made you choose Potter for a boyfriend."
"He is NOT my boyfriend! And if you go any farther Malfoy, as a prefect, I can easily report you." Hermione scathed angrily.
"Well aren't we a little pushy, mudblood? You should be more careful with what you say. I can easily tell my father that there is a special mudblood who finds herself better than me and I think my father could do something about it." Draco went on.
"Watch your mouth, Malfoy," Harry warned in a hiss. He got out of his seat to control his anger and pushed Hermione back down into her seat.
"Temper, temper, Potter. You better watch your back, because I plan on breaking it this Saturday when I catch the Snitch."
Harry then called Draco something that made Hermione whoop out in shock.
"Come on, Harry. We don't need to be conversing with such riff-raff." Hermione grabbed Harry's hand and dragged him out of the Great Hall. Harry gave Draco a look of malice, which Draco gladly returned. What did he mean he could tell on Hermione? What would Lucious Malfoy do? Tell Voldemort? Harry shuddered at the thoughts that crossed his mind as Hermione dragged him down the halls. Suddenly, he looked at his watch and noticed he was almost late for Quidditch practice.
"Whoa, Hermione. I have to go to Quidditch. See ya," He raced down the halls towards the Quidditch field. When he got there, the practice had already started. Then he remembered he had left his broom in the dorm.
"Accio!" Harry cried and closed his eyes, concentrating really hard on his broom. Suddenly, his concentration was broken by a loud shriek.
Harry opened his eyes quickly, just in time to see a person land on the ground. A loud crack followed the landing. Harry forgot about his broom and ran straight to the person on the ground. It was Alicia Spinnet.
"Alicia! Are you o.k.?" Katie shrieked as she landed next to Harry.
"I think so," Alicia moaned, "Ouch! My leg hurts pretty badly. Harry looked at her leg and saw that it was twisted in a funny direction.
"Oh no! Our match is tomorrow morning! What are we going to do?" Fred cried as he landed next to Alicia.
"Fred, go get Madam Pomfrey fast," Katie said. Fred came back in five minutes with Madam Pomfrey and a concerned looking Professor McGonagall.
"Fred ran by me in the halls and I immediately had to know what happened. Alicia, good gracious, are you all right?" Professor McGonagall was slightly white.
"I think so Professor. But I don't think I can play tomorrow," she wailed. Silence followed as Madam Pomfrey examined her leg.
"A good spell can heal this, but I'm afraid it will take the whole night and she won't be able to walk on it for maybe two more days. I'm afraid she can't play tomorrow." Madam Pomfrey lamented. The whole team sat in silence for a minute and then Ron spoke up,
"Professor McGonagall, if we can find someone to take her place in the Gryffindor house, do you think we can still play tomorrow?"
Professor McGonagall thought for a moment and then she spoke, "As a matter of fact, it has been done in the past. Does anyone know somebody who is a good Chaser?"
"I do," Ron said, "Should I go and get her?"
"Hurry on, Ron! We must practice now!" Katie cried. Ron raced for the castle. Harry wondered who exactly he was going to get. Madam Pomfrey waved her wand and Alicia began to float in the air.
"I'm so sorry guys," she was crying, "I'll be better soon. Good luck tomorrow."
"Get better soon," Harry and Angelina said in unison. They watched as she floated behind Madam Pomfrey. Harry quickly summoned his broom while they waited for Ron and the temporary Chaser. It came to him with ease. Minutes later, Ron raced into the stadium, followed closely by Ginny.
"Wow! Good thinking, Ron," George called.
"Ginny?" Angelina murmured to Fred, "Can she even play?"
"Of course she can!" Fred whispered back, "She plays with us all the time at home. She always plays Chaser too."
Ginny approached timidly, staring at Harry. Harry waved jovially, and to his surprise Ginny smiled slightly and waved back. Harry was thrilled.
"Well, Ginny, are you willing to play tomorrow?" Katie sighed. She didn't seem happy with Ron's choice for a substitute, but Harry could tell she knew they had no choice.
"I'm ready," Ginny said this in a new determination Harry didn't expect from her.
They all mounted their brooms, Ginny borrowing Alicia's, and started practicing. Professor McGonagall decided to stay and make sure everyone did all right. Harry began searching for the Snitch, but was distracted by Ginny. She flew with surprising grace and handled the Quaffle like a charm. Harry tried to concentrate, but it was impossible with the new player on the team. She was graceful, and Harry noticed how beautiful she looked tonight. Everyone else looked quite impressed by her skills too and Angelina and Katie were whooping for joy. Harry finally saw the Snitch about an hour later, right by Ginny's bright red hair. He swooped down and caught it, ending the practice. He landed next to Ron George, and Fred, who were patting Ginny on the back in gratitude.
"Now I think I know who will replace me next year!" Angelina cried happily.
"Way to go, Ginny!" Harry cried.
"Wow guys! Were gonna win tomorrow! Right?" Katie whooped.
"Right!" they all cried together, an ecstatic Professor McGonagall included. Ginny's cheeks were flushed in excitement. Katie dismissed the team and Ron and Harry slowed to the back of the group returning to the castle. Harry noticed Ginny walking slightly behind them.
"I'll catch up with you in a second Ron," he said. Harry went back to Ginny, who was smiling at him.
"Ginny, were gonna win, thanks to you," he sighed, "You are really good out there. Look, I'm sorry about the Ball and whatever happened--"
"No, Harry. It was my fault. I'm sorry for the way I acted that night. It was not necessary. I guess I was..." Ginny blushed bright red and hid her face, "I guess I was a bit jealous of Cho, that's all."
Harry blushed too, "But why were you with Collin then?"
"I don't know, Harry," she turned scarlet, "I guess I was trying to make you jealous, that's all. That was really stupid of me. I'm sorry Harry. I better catch up with Fred and George. I have to talk to them. See ya tomorrow Harry."
"Bye Ginny."
"I'm really sorry, Harry."
"I understand completely."
Ginny raced ahead and Harry watched her in awe. She looked over her shoulder at him and smiled her beautiful smile and caught up with Fred and George. Harry caught up with Ron and they talked warmly. Today had been a good day after all.
***I have gotten a lot of questions about why Harry is so angry in this story towards Ron liking Hermione. Well it all has to do with my theory. Well since Harry, Ron, and Hermione have been best friends for five years, it would really change if Hermione and Ron decided to go steady. Don't you think Harry would feel awkward towards his two best friends kissing and all? I think that this is something Harry would think about and then he would not want to change the friendship. When he finds out Ron likes Hermione, he is upset because he does not want anything to change. Hope that answers questions! Ta ta for now! I am working hard on chapter 8, so I hope you enjoy this one for now!
Disclaimer- The characters, setting, etc. belong to the most talented writer in the world (JK Rowling), yet the plot was developed, with inspiration from the greatest writer in the world, by yours truly ;o)
A couple other people were mad at him too. Ginny was acting rather impersonal towards him and tried to make their conversations as concise as possible. Harry still didn't know why Ginny was so cold towards him.
He was also skeptical as to whether Cho was mad at him or not. All he knew was that she was avoiding him. Harry discovered this one day when he was in the halls walking beside Hermione. He saw Cho ahead of him and waved to her. Although he no longer fancied her, he did want to be friends with her. Apparently, she had other plans; she ignored his wave and positioned herself in the center of a crowd of girls. Harry sighed and watched her pass as Hermione went on about how much work she had for Professor Sinistra. Harry glanced over his shoulder at the same time that Cho did. She quickly turned around and Harry sighed deeply. His eyes focused on a closer person; it was Ron. Ron stared jealously at Harry as he walked beside Hermione. Harry sighed heavily for the third time and followed Hermione into the library.
To top everything off, it was the week before the Quidditch match. All of his and Ron's free time was spent practicing. Ron seemed very preoccupied during the practices and wasn't doing as well as usual. Harry was worried about him. Not only was Ron doing bad in Quidditch practice, but O.W.L.S. were approaching fast and Ron was failing tests and doing bad in classes. He was doing the worst in Charms and Potions.
"I can't do this stupid Summoning Charm, Harry!" Ron howled in frustration. He had been having problems with it for the past four days. Professor Flitwick had given the class the week to practice any of their worst charms for O.W.L.S. Ron's was the Summoning Charm. Harry found that he was having most troubles with the Repairing charm and was trying his best to fix a cup he had dropped on the floor for the purpose. Yet, he had been too inattentive due to helping Ron with his Summoning Charm, and staring at Hermione, who was working with Parvati and glancing lividly at Ron and Harry from time to time.
"Try concentrating on the pillow harder, Ron," Harry replied, and brought a pillow with ease to his side. He, of course, was an expert, due to Hermione's help last year for the First Task. Ron kept trying, but in aggravation, was unable to do so.
"Reparo," Harry yelled and smiled in satisfaction as the cup flew into his hands in one piece, "You'll get it eventually, Ron. Just keep trying,"
"I AM trying Harry! Accio!" Ron moaned. The pillow flew into the air and landed on top of Lavender and Seamus, who had been hiding in a corner for the whole hour, giggling. Seamus popped up and gave Ron a reprimanding look.
"Oh, sorry Seamus," he gave him a toothy grin, which Seamus returned. Seamus and Lavender emerged a few minutes later. Harry grinned and snickered along with several other whoops from the Gryffindor fifth years. Then Harry started pondering. Why hadn't Professor Flitwick caught them? He found him in another corner, sitting at his desk, absorbed in a book and writing notes. Harry suddenly wondered why Professor Flitwick would allow the students to spend a whole week practicing for O.W.L.S. Was it for their benefit, or was there another reason? Was Professor Flitwick doing something important? The bell interrupted Harry's pondering. Ron and he walked down the halls towards the Great Hall to get lunch. Hermione passed by and grabbed Harry's wrist, without looking at Ron.
"Harry, I have something important to tell you," she whispered, "Sit with me at lunch."
"See you after lunch at Quidditch practice," Harry said over his shoulder to Ron, as Hermione dragged him to the lunch line.
Hermione and Harry sat in a far corner of the Gryffindor table and they welcomed the lunches that appeared before them happily.
"Harry, did you notice something fishy in Charms this week?" Hermoine said this rather casually.
"Yes, actually I did! Why did Professor Flitwick give us a whole week of free time?" Harry gobbled down his mashed potatoes and moved to the green beans.
"I don't know. That's what's fishy," Hermione pondered, "I think we better start paying more attention to the Order of Phoenix, Harry. Well," she hesitated, "There have been other things on our minds lately, but this is important and I think maybe we should try to help."
"Your right, Hermione. Maybe we should all just apologize and forgive each other and--"
"I NEVER SAID I WAS GOING TO FORGIVE RON!" Hermione howled. Harry quailed.
"All right Hermione, well then, maybe we should just work on it, you know, you and I alone."
"I'd like that a lot," Hermione said this in a strange tone that made Harry uncomfortable.
Harry thought maybe it was a good time to ask his question now, "Why are you mad at--" Suddenly a shadow covered his green beans and he and Hermione looked up at Draco Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle.
"Well, Potter. You sure are the lady's man this year. Three girls in one year. Ginny Weasley, Cho Chang, and now Hermione Granger. Honestly, Potter, how DO you do it?" Draco hissed, "Granger, why don't you tell us what made you choose Potter for a boyfriend."
"He is NOT my boyfriend! And if you go any farther Malfoy, as a prefect, I can easily report you." Hermione scathed angrily.
"Well aren't we a little pushy, mudblood? You should be more careful with what you say. I can easily tell my father that there is a special mudblood who finds herself better than me and I think my father could do something about it." Draco went on.
"Watch your mouth, Malfoy," Harry warned in a hiss. He got out of his seat to control his anger and pushed Hermione back down into her seat.
"Temper, temper, Potter. You better watch your back, because I plan on breaking it this Saturday when I catch the Snitch."
Harry then called Draco something that made Hermione whoop out in shock.
"Come on, Harry. We don't need to be conversing with such riff-raff." Hermione grabbed Harry's hand and dragged him out of the Great Hall. Harry gave Draco a look of malice, which Draco gladly returned. What did he mean he could tell on Hermione? What would Lucious Malfoy do? Tell Voldemort? Harry shuddered at the thoughts that crossed his mind as Hermione dragged him down the halls. Suddenly, he looked at his watch and noticed he was almost late for Quidditch practice.
"Whoa, Hermione. I have to go to Quidditch. See ya," He raced down the halls towards the Quidditch field. When he got there, the practice had already started. Then he remembered he had left his broom in the dorm.
"Accio!" Harry cried and closed his eyes, concentrating really hard on his broom. Suddenly, his concentration was broken by a loud shriek.
Harry opened his eyes quickly, just in time to see a person land on the ground. A loud crack followed the landing. Harry forgot about his broom and ran straight to the person on the ground. It was Alicia Spinnet.
"Alicia! Are you o.k.?" Katie shrieked as she landed next to Harry.
"I think so," Alicia moaned, "Ouch! My leg hurts pretty badly. Harry looked at her leg and saw that it was twisted in a funny direction.
"Oh no! Our match is tomorrow morning! What are we going to do?" Fred cried as he landed next to Alicia.
"Fred, go get Madam Pomfrey fast," Katie said. Fred came back in five minutes with Madam Pomfrey and a concerned looking Professor McGonagall.
"Fred ran by me in the halls and I immediately had to know what happened. Alicia, good gracious, are you all right?" Professor McGonagall was slightly white.
"I think so Professor. But I don't think I can play tomorrow," she wailed. Silence followed as Madam Pomfrey examined her leg.
"A good spell can heal this, but I'm afraid it will take the whole night and she won't be able to walk on it for maybe two more days. I'm afraid she can't play tomorrow." Madam Pomfrey lamented. The whole team sat in silence for a minute and then Ron spoke up,
"Professor McGonagall, if we can find someone to take her place in the Gryffindor house, do you think we can still play tomorrow?"
Professor McGonagall thought for a moment and then she spoke, "As a matter of fact, it has been done in the past. Does anyone know somebody who is a good Chaser?"
"I do," Ron said, "Should I go and get her?"
"Hurry on, Ron! We must practice now!" Katie cried. Ron raced for the castle. Harry wondered who exactly he was going to get. Madam Pomfrey waved her wand and Alicia began to float in the air.
"I'm so sorry guys," she was crying, "I'll be better soon. Good luck tomorrow."
"Get better soon," Harry and Angelina said in unison. They watched as she floated behind Madam Pomfrey. Harry quickly summoned his broom while they waited for Ron and the temporary Chaser. It came to him with ease. Minutes later, Ron raced into the stadium, followed closely by Ginny.
"Wow! Good thinking, Ron," George called.
"Ginny?" Angelina murmured to Fred, "Can she even play?"
"Of course she can!" Fred whispered back, "She plays with us all the time at home. She always plays Chaser too."
Ginny approached timidly, staring at Harry. Harry waved jovially, and to his surprise Ginny smiled slightly and waved back. Harry was thrilled.
"Well, Ginny, are you willing to play tomorrow?" Katie sighed. She didn't seem happy with Ron's choice for a substitute, but Harry could tell she knew they had no choice.
"I'm ready," Ginny said this in a new determination Harry didn't expect from her.
They all mounted their brooms, Ginny borrowing Alicia's, and started practicing. Professor McGonagall decided to stay and make sure everyone did all right. Harry began searching for the Snitch, but was distracted by Ginny. She flew with surprising grace and handled the Quaffle like a charm. Harry tried to concentrate, but it was impossible with the new player on the team. She was graceful, and Harry noticed how beautiful she looked tonight. Everyone else looked quite impressed by her skills too and Angelina and Katie were whooping for joy. Harry finally saw the Snitch about an hour later, right by Ginny's bright red hair. He swooped down and caught it, ending the practice. He landed next to Ron George, and Fred, who were patting Ginny on the back in gratitude.
"Now I think I know who will replace me next year!" Angelina cried happily.
"Way to go, Ginny!" Harry cried.
"Wow guys! Were gonna win tomorrow! Right?" Katie whooped.
"Right!" they all cried together, an ecstatic Professor McGonagall included. Ginny's cheeks were flushed in excitement. Katie dismissed the team and Ron and Harry slowed to the back of the group returning to the castle. Harry noticed Ginny walking slightly behind them.
"I'll catch up with you in a second Ron," he said. Harry went back to Ginny, who was smiling at him.
"Ginny, were gonna win, thanks to you," he sighed, "You are really good out there. Look, I'm sorry about the Ball and whatever happened--"
"No, Harry. It was my fault. I'm sorry for the way I acted that night. It was not necessary. I guess I was..." Ginny blushed bright red and hid her face, "I guess I was a bit jealous of Cho, that's all."
Harry blushed too, "But why were you with Collin then?"
"I don't know, Harry," she turned scarlet, "I guess I was trying to make you jealous, that's all. That was really stupid of me. I'm sorry Harry. I better catch up with Fred and George. I have to talk to them. See ya tomorrow Harry."
"Bye Ginny."
"I'm really sorry, Harry."
"I understand completely."
Ginny raced ahead and Harry watched her in awe. She looked over her shoulder at him and smiled her beautiful smile and caught up with Fred and George. Harry caught up with Ron and they talked warmly. Today had been a good day after all.
***I have gotten a lot of questions about why Harry is so angry in this story towards Ron liking Hermione. Well it all has to do with my theory. Well since Harry, Ron, and Hermione have been best friends for five years, it would really change if Hermione and Ron decided to go steady. Don't you think Harry would feel awkward towards his two best friends kissing and all? I think that this is something Harry would think about and then he would not want to change the friendship. When he finds out Ron likes Hermione, he is upset because he does not want anything to change. Hope that answers questions! Ta ta for now! I am working hard on chapter 8, so I hope you enjoy this one for now!
Disclaimer- The characters, setting, etc. belong to the most talented writer in the world (JK Rowling), yet the plot was developed, with inspiration from the greatest writer in the world, by yours truly ;o)
