Harry woke up happy and content. Before he opened his eyes, he thought
about the night before. It had been prefect, falling asleep next to
Hermione. He wanted to open his eyes and kiss her "good morning", but when
he did, she was not there. Instead, he had his arms around a pillow. "Oh
my god!" Harry thought, "I dreamt it all!" He could not believe it. It
had felt so real. He looked at the clock, 2 in the afternoon. He didn't
feel like moving. The most wonderful night of his life, and it had been a
dream. He wanted to scream, but then someone did it for him.
It was more like a shriek, really. Then that same voice screamed, "Well, I'm sorry!" From what sounded like RIGHT outside his door. He put on his glasses that were resting on the bed stand, and opened the door. There was Hermione, wearing her blue nightgown, but she was sitting on the floor, and she was crying. "Hermione!" Harry ran to her.
"He knows." Hermione sobbed. "He saw us Harry...He's so mad..."
"Who?" Harry looked around. Who was she talking about?
Hermione just sat there.
"RON!" Harry realized.
She shook her head yes.
"I guess I wasn't dreaming then..." Harry said. Hermione looked up at him.
"It'll be ok. I'll go talk to him..." He kissed her forehead. "I love you..."
"YOU WHAT!?!" Ron was suddenly standing behind him. "You LOVE her? Who gave you the right to love MY girlfriend?" He screamed. His face was turning the color of his hair.
"Excuse me! Maybe if someone had told me she was your girlfriend, THIS wouldn't have happened!" Harry yelled. Well, that is not totally true. He did know they were going out, and he still...Ron's voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Oh, and what DID happen Harry? Did you two..." His voice trailed off. He took a deep breath and stopped yelling. "Well? Did you?"
"RON! What do you think I am?!?" Hermione stood up. "I can't believe you just said that!"
"And I can't believe I just found my best friend in bed with my girlfriend! I guess today is just FULL of surprises!"
"Ron, I swear on our friendship, NOTHING HAPPENED!" Why had he just said that? Of course something had happened. They had fallen asleep together. This was horrible. Now he was lying to his best friend....
"Oh, our friendship? That is a good choice Harry. Swear on something NON- EXSISTANT!"
"Hermione was upset! I was trying to make her feel better, and we FELL ASLEEP! That's ALL!" Harry and Hermione exchanged looks. They agreed without words to not tell Ron about the kissing at a time like this.
"Ron, nothing happened. I'm telling you and Harry just told you!" Hermione added.
"He ALSO just told you he LOVED you!"
"Well, I can't really help that, can I?" Harry said. He looked at Hermione. She smiled.
"Oh, I think you could!" Ron screamed. His eyes darted back and forth between the two. "Hermione, this is it." He threw something shiny and small in her direction. "We are OVER!" He stomped downstairs, then through the portrait hole. Hermione picked up the object. She did not chase after him. Neither did Harry. They both sat down.
"What is it, Herms?" Harry asked.
"It's...a charm." She said, flipping it repeatedly between her fingers. "A book. It's pretty...," she added. A single tear fell down her face, and then she looked up.
"We need to sort this out, Harry."
"Hermione, what did he say this morning? When did you wake up? Why was he even HERE? I thought he was with his family until the day before school started again..."
"He was. He came home early. He wanted to surprise me. He was looking for me. He didn't even bring his bags upstairs. Then he must have gone to ask you if you knew where I was and..."
"...He saw us." Harry finished her sentence.
"He slammed the door and it woke me up. I followed him into the hallway; I didn't know what to say, so I started apologizing. He yelled, he couldn't believe I would do something like this to him." She paused. "I can't believe I did it either..." She added, looking at him. "We shouldn't have." She whispered.
"I know." He said. He looked away from her. "I feel really bad..." She didn't say anything. After a while, Harry asked, "What else did he say?"
"He said he loved me." She said blandly. "He wanted to tell everyone about us, and he was so excited about telling me that he came home early. He told me that he'd gotten me a present because he wanted to show me how much he loved me..." She looked down at the silver charm in her hand. Neither of them said a thing for almost ten minutes.
"I'm going to get dressed Harry. Then we need to go find Ron." Hermione stated, not as a possible option, more as a command. Something that absolutely needed to happened.
Harry did not say anything, but stood up when Hermione did and went to his room to change into clothes he had not slept in.
When he was finished, he met Hermione at the portrait hole, and they walked out of the common room, and into the empty hallways.
"Where do you suppose he's gone?" Harry said.
" I Dunno. Maybe he went to the Kitchens." Hermione suggested.
"Probably. Sounds like Ron; always thinking about his stomach." He smiled. Hermione smiled, but it looked fake. She was obviously very worried about Ron. Not that Harry wasn't, but he had to admit, he was still mad at him. He did not really know why. Maybe because he had not told him he was dating Hermione, or maybe because he had made Hermione cry.
He looked up and they had reached the portrait of fruit. Hermione tickled the pear, and they went inside. Dobby saw them and rushed over.
"Sir Harry and Ms. Granger! How can we help you?" Dobby squeaked. He looked very please with himself for greeting them before anyone else.
"Have you seen Ron?" Hermione said shortly.
"Why yes, Miss, he was here! He took some food! Was heading for the Great Hall, me thinks!" Dobby replied, very excitedly.
"Thanks, Dobby!" Harry said, as Hermione dragged him out the door. They headed straight for the Great Hall. On the way there, Harry took Hermiones hand. She didn't say anything, and didn't let go, but she didn't seem to happy either. "She's just upset!" Harry told himself. "She still likes you!" But he wasn't so sure.
Harry and Hermione walked into the Great Hall. Hermione immediately let go of Harry's hand, and walked straight for Ron, who was sitting at the Gryffindor table, all alone. Harry did not follow her. He stood in one spot as Hermione sat down next to Ron and put her hand on his. She was talking to him in his ear, but Harry could not here a word she said.
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It was more like a shriek, really. Then that same voice screamed, "Well, I'm sorry!" From what sounded like RIGHT outside his door. He put on his glasses that were resting on the bed stand, and opened the door. There was Hermione, wearing her blue nightgown, but she was sitting on the floor, and she was crying. "Hermione!" Harry ran to her.
"He knows." Hermione sobbed. "He saw us Harry...He's so mad..."
"Who?" Harry looked around. Who was she talking about?
Hermione just sat there.
"RON!" Harry realized.
She shook her head yes.
"I guess I wasn't dreaming then..." Harry said. Hermione looked up at him.
"It'll be ok. I'll go talk to him..." He kissed her forehead. "I love you..."
"YOU WHAT!?!" Ron was suddenly standing behind him. "You LOVE her? Who gave you the right to love MY girlfriend?" He screamed. His face was turning the color of his hair.
"Excuse me! Maybe if someone had told me she was your girlfriend, THIS wouldn't have happened!" Harry yelled. Well, that is not totally true. He did know they were going out, and he still...Ron's voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Oh, and what DID happen Harry? Did you two..." His voice trailed off. He took a deep breath and stopped yelling. "Well? Did you?"
"RON! What do you think I am?!?" Hermione stood up. "I can't believe you just said that!"
"And I can't believe I just found my best friend in bed with my girlfriend! I guess today is just FULL of surprises!"
"Ron, I swear on our friendship, NOTHING HAPPENED!" Why had he just said that? Of course something had happened. They had fallen asleep together. This was horrible. Now he was lying to his best friend....
"Oh, our friendship? That is a good choice Harry. Swear on something NON- EXSISTANT!"
"Hermione was upset! I was trying to make her feel better, and we FELL ASLEEP! That's ALL!" Harry and Hermione exchanged looks. They agreed without words to not tell Ron about the kissing at a time like this.
"Ron, nothing happened. I'm telling you and Harry just told you!" Hermione added.
"He ALSO just told you he LOVED you!"
"Well, I can't really help that, can I?" Harry said. He looked at Hermione. She smiled.
"Oh, I think you could!" Ron screamed. His eyes darted back and forth between the two. "Hermione, this is it." He threw something shiny and small in her direction. "We are OVER!" He stomped downstairs, then through the portrait hole. Hermione picked up the object. She did not chase after him. Neither did Harry. They both sat down.
"What is it, Herms?" Harry asked.
"It's...a charm." She said, flipping it repeatedly between her fingers. "A book. It's pretty...," she added. A single tear fell down her face, and then she looked up.
"We need to sort this out, Harry."
"Hermione, what did he say this morning? When did you wake up? Why was he even HERE? I thought he was with his family until the day before school started again..."
"He was. He came home early. He wanted to surprise me. He was looking for me. He didn't even bring his bags upstairs. Then he must have gone to ask you if you knew where I was and..."
"...He saw us." Harry finished her sentence.
"He slammed the door and it woke me up. I followed him into the hallway; I didn't know what to say, so I started apologizing. He yelled, he couldn't believe I would do something like this to him." She paused. "I can't believe I did it either..." She added, looking at him. "We shouldn't have." She whispered.
"I know." He said. He looked away from her. "I feel really bad..." She didn't say anything. After a while, Harry asked, "What else did he say?"
"He said he loved me." She said blandly. "He wanted to tell everyone about us, and he was so excited about telling me that he came home early. He told me that he'd gotten me a present because he wanted to show me how much he loved me..." She looked down at the silver charm in her hand. Neither of them said a thing for almost ten minutes.
"I'm going to get dressed Harry. Then we need to go find Ron." Hermione stated, not as a possible option, more as a command. Something that absolutely needed to happened.
Harry did not say anything, but stood up when Hermione did and went to his room to change into clothes he had not slept in.
When he was finished, he met Hermione at the portrait hole, and they walked out of the common room, and into the empty hallways.
"Where do you suppose he's gone?" Harry said.
" I Dunno. Maybe he went to the Kitchens." Hermione suggested.
"Probably. Sounds like Ron; always thinking about his stomach." He smiled. Hermione smiled, but it looked fake. She was obviously very worried about Ron. Not that Harry wasn't, but he had to admit, he was still mad at him. He did not really know why. Maybe because he had not told him he was dating Hermione, or maybe because he had made Hermione cry.
He looked up and they had reached the portrait of fruit. Hermione tickled the pear, and they went inside. Dobby saw them and rushed over.
"Sir Harry and Ms. Granger! How can we help you?" Dobby squeaked. He looked very please with himself for greeting them before anyone else.
"Have you seen Ron?" Hermione said shortly.
"Why yes, Miss, he was here! He took some food! Was heading for the Great Hall, me thinks!" Dobby replied, very excitedly.
"Thanks, Dobby!" Harry said, as Hermione dragged him out the door. They headed straight for the Great Hall. On the way there, Harry took Hermiones hand. She didn't say anything, and didn't let go, but she didn't seem to happy either. "She's just upset!" Harry told himself. "She still likes you!" But he wasn't so sure.
Harry and Hermione walked into the Great Hall. Hermione immediately let go of Harry's hand, and walked straight for Ron, who was sitting at the Gryffindor table, all alone. Harry did not follow her. He stood in one spot as Hermione sat down next to Ron and put her hand on his. She was talking to him in his ear, but Harry could not here a word she said.
***Hey Everyone! Thank you so much for everyone who is reading and reviewing!! (especially sbys and Ally Riddle.) Reviews really help me, so thank you so much. Anyway, like I said before, I have more chapters written, but I would like a few more reviews before I post them. Thanks everyone!!!! -SnitchSeeker***