Chapter 6
After several quick moments, Ron lifted his lips from the kiss. He blushed deeply; Harry saw the tips of his ears turn a dark scarlet. Hermione's eyes were wide with.. was it shock? She opened her mouth to speak.
"Oh my.. Ron, I.. I don't.. I thought.. friends.. Hogsmeade.. never had intention.." Hermione didn't finish her sentence. It didn't seem as though Ron was particularly listening, either. He gave her another peck on the cheek hesitantly and mumbled, "I'm going up to bed. See you all in the morning." He left, staring dreamily at the ceiling.
Harry stared after him in disbelief. He felt as though his body had just been beaten with Bludgers to the point where he was so numb he couldn't even begin to feel the pain. He looked over to Hermione, who was also gaping at Ron's retreating figure.
Hermione fell unto the sofa and closed her eyes. "I don't believe this," she murmured, "That was NOT a friendly kiss, was it, Harry?"
"Well, I can't be TOO sure, Herm," Harry replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm, "I mean, it's not TOO unusual. I'm sure EVERYONE kisses friends of the opposite gender like that."
"Really?"
Harry sighed and gave an exclamation of impatience.
"I was kidding, Harry."
"It's nice to know you can kid at a time like this."
"I can't believe.. did he think it was like a.. a.. DATE or something?!"
"NOOO, Hermione, he thought it was a gorilla stampede."
"AGH! Why do you have to be so difficult?!"
"Well, what do you expect me to do? Shave my head and join the circus?? Cry out in joy because my best friends were making out in front of me, ruining my poor, innocent, now corrupted, mind?!?"
"I can't believe he did that! I.. I didn't know what to do!"
"Well, it certainly seemed like you chose to respond!"
"What was I supposed to do? Wrench away? How mean would that be?! Would you like it if you were in his place and I pushed you away?!"
Harry didn't answer. Whether he would like it was NOT the point. He would never be put into that position. HONESTLY! How DENSE could Ron be?
Hermione sighed. "Help me out, Harry! What am I supposed to do?!" she cried, "What if he gets the wrong idea? What if he really liked it? What if he thinks I like HIM?! Does he like me or something? I thought we were just friends! I never expected this to happen.. oh my God..what am I supposed to do?!?!"
"Well, DO you like him or not?" Harry asked casually.
"I don't know! I don't know ANYTHING anymore! I'm so confused! I've never been put into this position! The LAST person I expected to get my first kiss from was Ron!"
"That was your first kiss?" Harry asked quietly.
Hermione didn't hear him. "I'm so confused right now, Harry.. I think I'll go upstairs."
"Wait, Hermione.."
Hermione turned back around. "Yes?"
Harry wanted to spill his heart out to her then. Drop the sarcastic act and pour out his heart to her. He wanted to tell her how much he loved her, and how much the last hour had hurt him. He wanted her to know that seeing Ron kiss her was worse than the Cruciatius curse to him. He wanted to tell her to choose him, over Ron. Harry almost did spill all his emotions to her at that moment, when her eyes looked into his. But something in his mind held him back.
"Never mind. Go ahead. G'night, Hermione."
"Good night, Harry. I need to do some thinking, okay?"
"Sure. Night."
And Harry stood there, in the common room, feeling helpless, like he did before Hogwarts when Dudley had tortured him. He and his best friend had the same crush. Hermione probably liked Ron back. This situation was not looking particularly favorable to Harry.
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After several quick moments, Ron lifted his lips from the kiss. He blushed deeply; Harry saw the tips of his ears turn a dark scarlet. Hermione's eyes were wide with.. was it shock? She opened her mouth to speak.
"Oh my.. Ron, I.. I don't.. I thought.. friends.. Hogsmeade.. never had intention.." Hermione didn't finish her sentence. It didn't seem as though Ron was particularly listening, either. He gave her another peck on the cheek hesitantly and mumbled, "I'm going up to bed. See you all in the morning." He left, staring dreamily at the ceiling.
Harry stared after him in disbelief. He felt as though his body had just been beaten with Bludgers to the point where he was so numb he couldn't even begin to feel the pain. He looked over to Hermione, who was also gaping at Ron's retreating figure.
Hermione fell unto the sofa and closed her eyes. "I don't believe this," she murmured, "That was NOT a friendly kiss, was it, Harry?"
"Well, I can't be TOO sure, Herm," Harry replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm, "I mean, it's not TOO unusual. I'm sure EVERYONE kisses friends of the opposite gender like that."
"Really?"
Harry sighed and gave an exclamation of impatience.
"I was kidding, Harry."
"It's nice to know you can kid at a time like this."
"I can't believe.. did he think it was like a.. a.. DATE or something?!"
"NOOO, Hermione, he thought it was a gorilla stampede."
"AGH! Why do you have to be so difficult?!"
"Well, what do you expect me to do? Shave my head and join the circus?? Cry out in joy because my best friends were making out in front of me, ruining my poor, innocent, now corrupted, mind?!?"
"I can't believe he did that! I.. I didn't know what to do!"
"Well, it certainly seemed like you chose to respond!"
"What was I supposed to do? Wrench away? How mean would that be?! Would you like it if you were in his place and I pushed you away?!"
Harry didn't answer. Whether he would like it was NOT the point. He would never be put into that position. HONESTLY! How DENSE could Ron be?
Hermione sighed. "Help me out, Harry! What am I supposed to do?!" she cried, "What if he gets the wrong idea? What if he really liked it? What if he thinks I like HIM?! Does he like me or something? I thought we were just friends! I never expected this to happen.. oh my God..what am I supposed to do?!?!"
"Well, DO you like him or not?" Harry asked casually.
"I don't know! I don't know ANYTHING anymore! I'm so confused! I've never been put into this position! The LAST person I expected to get my first kiss from was Ron!"
"That was your first kiss?" Harry asked quietly.
Hermione didn't hear him. "I'm so confused right now, Harry.. I think I'll go upstairs."
"Wait, Hermione.."
Hermione turned back around. "Yes?"
Harry wanted to spill his heart out to her then. Drop the sarcastic act and pour out his heart to her. He wanted to tell her how much he loved her, and how much the last hour had hurt him. He wanted her to know that seeing Ron kiss her was worse than the Cruciatius curse to him. He wanted to tell her to choose him, over Ron. Harry almost did spill all his emotions to her at that moment, when her eyes looked into his. But something in his mind held him back.
"Never mind. Go ahead. G'night, Hermione."
"Good night, Harry. I need to do some thinking, okay?"
"Sure. Night."
And Harry stood there, in the common room, feeling helpless, like he did before Hogwarts when Dudley had tortured him. He and his best friend had the same crush. Hermione probably liked Ron back. This situation was not looking particularly favorable to Harry.
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