Chapter 2
The Lights Are Bright, But Not for Ron
Harry and Hermione stood up, gazing into each other's eyes. They had been seeing each other for a week and so far, all was well. No one had found out and Ron wasn't suspicious of anything.
"Can you meet me here at one?" Harry asked Hermione. He wanted to see her in the Gryffindor common room.
Hermione felt upset at that moment. "Harry," she began. "I can't do this. I feel so... Crummy."
Harry was shocked. "What? Why?"
Hermione sighed. "I feel like we're a couple of fifteen year olds sneaking around behind our parents' backs."
"But we are a couple of fifteen year olds sneaking around."
"Harry!" Hermione shouted in a high pitched voice. "That's not the point!" She took a deep breath. "Look. I know we're fifteen year olds. But we're sneaking around for the dumbest reason. I love you! And I want to tell the world. We belong to each other!"
"Hermione," Harry tried to interrupt, but she was on a roll.
"But I can't tell the world until we tell Ron-"
"Hermione..." Harry was getting aggravated.
"Shut up! I'm talking." Hermione's words came one after another. "We have to tell Ron! He's going to find out sooner or later. Someone's going to find out about us and then tell him. He'll be so angry-"
"Hermione! SHUT UP!" Harry shouted. He grasped her arms and kissed her hard on the lips. Then her let go of her. Hermione's eyes fluttered open.
"OK. I'll shut up."
"We'll tell Ron," he said, touching her cheek. "Tomorrow. I promise."
"Cross your heart?"
"Cross my heart." They kissed again.
"See you at one." Hermione said, and kissed him goodnight. Then she walked up to her dorm. She set her alarm clock for one a.m. and sat on her bed. "He won't be mad," she thought. "At least, I hope not." Then, she changed into her pajamas and fell asleep.
But, little did Harry and Hermione know, that Ron was watching them the entire time.
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Harry's alarm clock went off at one. He got up and looked around his dorm to make sure everyone was sleeping. Ron's curtains were closed. "That's strange," Harry thought. "Maybe he was changing and fell asleep with this shirt halfway off." Then her gave a little laugh and got up. He tiptoed into the hallway.
"Where d'you think you're going?" said an angry voice behind him.
Harry whipped around and saw Ron standing there. "Well, I was just... I..."
"I know where you were going!" Ron snapped. "I knew there was something going on between you and Hermione!"
"Ron, I can explain-"
"There's nothing to explain, Harry! It's not the sneaking around part that bothered me! It's the fact that you didn't tell me that ticked me off! Sheesh! I thought I could count on my friends!"
"You can always count on us, Ron!"
"No I can't! How can I trust people who lie to me?"
Harry started walking downstairs and entered the common room. "You're missing the point!" Harry looked around. Hermione wasn't there yet.
"NO, I AM NOT!" Ron yelled and pushed Harry over a small stool. Harry tripped and fell over backwards.
"RON! What the heck?!" Harry stood up and punched Ron in the stomach. Ron doubled back. Then he threw his fist and hit Harry's left ear. Harry swung another punch and made Ron's nose bleed.
"You jackass!" Ron yelled in anger. He punched Harry in the face. Harry's right cheek had been cut open and started to bleed.
"RON! HARRY! HOW COULD YOU?!?!"
The Lights Are Bright, But Not for Ron
Harry and Hermione stood up, gazing into each other's eyes. They had been seeing each other for a week and so far, all was well. No one had found out and Ron wasn't suspicious of anything.
"Can you meet me here at one?" Harry asked Hermione. He wanted to see her in the Gryffindor common room.
Hermione felt upset at that moment. "Harry," she began. "I can't do this. I feel so... Crummy."
Harry was shocked. "What? Why?"
Hermione sighed. "I feel like we're a couple of fifteen year olds sneaking around behind our parents' backs."
"But we are a couple of fifteen year olds sneaking around."
"Harry!" Hermione shouted in a high pitched voice. "That's not the point!" She took a deep breath. "Look. I know we're fifteen year olds. But we're sneaking around for the dumbest reason. I love you! And I want to tell the world. We belong to each other!"
"Hermione," Harry tried to interrupt, but she was on a roll.
"But I can't tell the world until we tell Ron-"
"Hermione..." Harry was getting aggravated.
"Shut up! I'm talking." Hermione's words came one after another. "We have to tell Ron! He's going to find out sooner or later. Someone's going to find out about us and then tell him. He'll be so angry-"
"Hermione! SHUT UP!" Harry shouted. He grasped her arms and kissed her hard on the lips. Then her let go of her. Hermione's eyes fluttered open.
"OK. I'll shut up."
"We'll tell Ron," he said, touching her cheek. "Tomorrow. I promise."
"Cross your heart?"
"Cross my heart." They kissed again.
"See you at one." Hermione said, and kissed him goodnight. Then she walked up to her dorm. She set her alarm clock for one a.m. and sat on her bed. "He won't be mad," she thought. "At least, I hope not." Then, she changed into her pajamas and fell asleep.
But, little did Harry and Hermione know, that Ron was watching them the entire time.
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Harry's alarm clock went off at one. He got up and looked around his dorm to make sure everyone was sleeping. Ron's curtains were closed. "That's strange," Harry thought. "Maybe he was changing and fell asleep with this shirt halfway off." Then her gave a little laugh and got up. He tiptoed into the hallway.
"Where d'you think you're going?" said an angry voice behind him.
Harry whipped around and saw Ron standing there. "Well, I was just... I..."
"I know where you were going!" Ron snapped. "I knew there was something going on between you and Hermione!"
"Ron, I can explain-"
"There's nothing to explain, Harry! It's not the sneaking around part that bothered me! It's the fact that you didn't tell me that ticked me off! Sheesh! I thought I could count on my friends!"
"You can always count on us, Ron!"
"No I can't! How can I trust people who lie to me?"
Harry started walking downstairs and entered the common room. "You're missing the point!" Harry looked around. Hermione wasn't there yet.
"NO, I AM NOT!" Ron yelled and pushed Harry over a small stool. Harry tripped and fell over backwards.
"RON! What the heck?!" Harry stood up and punched Ron in the stomach. Ron doubled back. Then he threw his fist and hit Harry's left ear. Harry swung another punch and made Ron's nose bleed.
"You jackass!" Ron yelled in anger. He punched Harry in the face. Harry's right cheek had been cut open and started to bleed.
"RON! HARRY! HOW COULD YOU?!?!"