The school year at Hogwarts proceeded naturally, students went home for
Christmas, and came back at the start of the next term. Everything went back to normal,
except for Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Ron and Hermione hadn't talked to each other
since that night. Harry had been confused by the whole situation, still unsure of exactly
what had happened. He hadn't taken sides, but had instead remained friends with both of
them.
Ron sat through yet another boring History of Magic class. He stared off into
space, not really paying attention to what the teacher was saying, he didn't really care.
His mind drifted to the Quidditch field. He couldn't wait till the next game against
Slytherin, they were going to beat them down. A slightly goofy grin was forming on face
when the sound of his name being called snapped him to attention. "Ron and Hermione.
Parvati and Harry." He looked around, trying to figure out what was going on. He
glanced nervously over at Hermione. God she was beautiful. She was looking over at him
too, expectantly. He noticed that Harry had moved to go sit with Parvati Patil and that
was when it occurred to them. They were pairing off into groups for a project. Hermione
would be his partner. He gave a weighty sigh, unsure of what to do.
He rose to go sit next to her. She glared at him, angrily. 'What did I do now?' he
thought. He wouldn't let himself admit to it, but thoughts of Hermione had been
pervading his mind for months now. Was she still dating Mr. Perfect? He had lost weight
and wasn't sleeping or eating very well. Harry had tried to get them to talk numerous
times, each time resulting in disaster.
As their professor reviewed the instructions for the project, Ron sighed. He was
going to have to spend countless hours in the library with HER. How the hell was he
going to manage?
"Okay Ron, I'll do the part on Grendela and you can take the part on Derinda, a
week before the project is due we can compare notes, and write up the paper together."
Her icy tone was evident. She didn't want to be near him at all.
The class was dismissed then. "See you in a month, Ron."
She was gone.
Christmas, and came back at the start of the next term. Everything went back to normal,
except for Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Ron and Hermione hadn't talked to each other
since that night. Harry had been confused by the whole situation, still unsure of exactly
what had happened. He hadn't taken sides, but had instead remained friends with both of
them.
Ron sat through yet another boring History of Magic class. He stared off into
space, not really paying attention to what the teacher was saying, he didn't really care.
His mind drifted to the Quidditch field. He couldn't wait till the next game against
Slytherin, they were going to beat them down. A slightly goofy grin was forming on face
when the sound of his name being called snapped him to attention. "Ron and Hermione.
Parvati and Harry." He looked around, trying to figure out what was going on. He
glanced nervously over at Hermione. God she was beautiful. She was looking over at him
too, expectantly. He noticed that Harry had moved to go sit with Parvati Patil and that
was when it occurred to them. They were pairing off into groups for a project. Hermione
would be his partner. He gave a weighty sigh, unsure of what to do.
He rose to go sit next to her. She glared at him, angrily. 'What did I do now?' he
thought. He wouldn't let himself admit to it, but thoughts of Hermione had been
pervading his mind for months now. Was she still dating Mr. Perfect? He had lost weight
and wasn't sleeping or eating very well. Harry had tried to get them to talk numerous
times, each time resulting in disaster.
As their professor reviewed the instructions for the project, Ron sighed. He was
going to have to spend countless hours in the library with HER. How the hell was he
going to manage?
"Okay Ron, I'll do the part on Grendela and you can take the part on Derinda, a
week before the project is due we can compare notes, and write up the paper together."
Her icy tone was evident. She didn't want to be near him at all.
The class was dismissed then. "See you in a month, Ron."
She was gone.