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Chapter 4: Drowning

Everyone was entering the Great Hall for breakfast. Harry and Hermione sat down at the Gryffindor table and began to eat.

Ron walked in and sat across from Harry ignoring everything and everyone around him.

Angel stood up abruptly, walked over to the other side of the table, and whispered something in Hermione's ear. "I'm going to the Library." She said as she walked off, out of the Great Hall.

Hermione stood up a couple of seconds later. She looked at Harry and Ginny. "I have to look something up, so I'll be in the library as well."

They both looked at her curiously as she walked away.

"I think we should follow them, there is something up. I know it. Lets go." Ginny said moving her plate aside; worried that Hermione was going to commit murder.

Ron and Harry looked at Ginny and agreed.

They walked down the empty corridor. When they were nearing the corner they saw a sight that put all three of them in shock. Angel slapped Hermione. They ran over to see what in the world was going on.

"What in the bloody hell are you doing?" Ron asked pulling Angel away from Hermione.

"She insulted me, I couldn't take anymore of her crap." She cried, she then turned to Draco who had been standing there the entire time. "Even ask him."

Ron turned and stared at Draco. "Hermione did say something to her right."

Draco smirked. "Nope. I'm going to have to take the Mudblood's side in this one. I would actually have to say it was the other way around. She insulted Granger." Draco said rolling his eyes and walking off, clearly very annoyed.

Ron looked back to Angel. "Why did you do that?" He demanded suddenly angry.

Angel took off running down the corridor.

Harry was comforting Hermione. Ginny just smiled, trying to lighten the mood. "Are you okay Hermione?" Ginny asked curiously as she thought of many ways to kill this woman.

Hermione just nodded and rubbed her cheek.

"Come on lets go to the Common Room." Harry suggested, already leading her down the hall.

Ron had taken after Angel. He saw her blonde hair not that far ahead. He called out her name but she didn't look back. She just kept running forwards.

"ANGEL WAIT UP I NEED TO TALK TO YOU."

She stopped almost dead in her tracks and waited for Ron to catch up when she heard the urgency in his voice.

When Ron finally reached her, he was trying to catch his breath. "Angel, I just have a couple of questions. I just really want to get this whole thing straightened out." He said sighing; he didn't want this entire situation leading up to where he would have to choose between his fiancé and his best friend but it seemed like the fates wanted it to turn out that way just to make Ron's life a little bit more difficult.

"First, why did you slap Hermione?" He asked roughly.

Her only answer was, "I don't know." Which didn't sound at all very convincing.

"Ok, um, How did you get up the stairs last night without anyone noticing you?"

She thought about her answer for a couple of minutes, while the tension grew. "I just walked up, I guess you and Harry were to busy with your chess game you didn't even see me."

If that were true wouldn't Hermione have noticed her? And he was sure he didn't see her during his and Hermione's little spat. Ron fidgeted, he was nervous. Why wasn't she telling him the truth? If they were suppose to be married, how was he going to trust her if she lied too much?

"Is that all you have to question me on?" She asked impatiently tapping her foot against the hard stone floor.

He nodded and only stood there, while she kissed his as if her life depended on that very moment. He was shocked but he got over it quickly. Not soon after the kiss had started she pulled away. "May I go now?" She asked sweetly.

She stalked off down the hall.

Ron fell to the floor, he wasn't sure what to do; he was very confused. He looked up when he heard the sound of footsteps on the ground. He saw Harry walking towards him.

"Hey, Harry. I have a question." Ron said standing up.

"What is it Ron?" He asked eyeing him curiously.

"I was wondering if after classes, would you like to go for a swim in the lake?" He decided on a whim that they both needed to de-stress, he was sick of feeling all the tension in the room all the time.

"Sure I'd love to. It will help us relax." Harry said handing Ron his books. "But right now we have Arithmancy and we don't want to be late, Professor Victor will kill us."

By the time class was over Ron and Harry couldn't wait to swim in the cold water. They acted like little children as they splashed each other for what seemed like decades.

They had been at the lake for an hour and they decided after they take a really quick dive they would go to their Common Room to work on their History of Magic Essay.

They both dived into the water at the same time. Ron looked at Harry and pointed to the surface. Harry gave him a slight nod.

When they reached the top they couldn't get their heads above the water, it was like there was an invisible barrier keeping them from reaching the surface. They pushed on the top of the water but it just wouldn't budge.

I'm running out of air Ron thought as he kept pounding on the barrier.

When Ron looked to the land he could see a blurry figure standing near the water, he realized it was Hermione. She had her wand raised and it was pointed at the water.

Ron did a double take; he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Seconds went by, which seemed like forever for the completely submerged boys. Ron let go of his air. He couldn't hold it in anymore. Automatically he started to breathe in the water and started to choke.

The barrier finally broke, but Harry was the only one that came up. He coughed all the water out of his lungs sucking in sweet breaths of fresh air.

"Where's Ron?" Hermione panicked glancing around frantically.

Harry couldn't speak yet so he pointed towards the lake.

Without even thinking about her school robes, she dived in after him. She looked and looked for what seemed like ages for her worrying heart but just when she was ready to give up she caught a glimpse of red.

She saw him slipping deeper and deeper into the darkness. She reached out and grabbed him by his forearm, pulling him up to land.

She hoisted him up out of the water and set him down in the grass. She started to do CPR right away.

She jumped to her feet as soon as she felt him breath and heard him cough up some water.

His eyes opened, they traveled from Harry to Hermione.

"Are you alright Ron?" She asked trying to stop her head from spinning. She studied the look that Ron gave her. There was nothing in his eyes but pure hatred.

"How could you?" He asked as soon as he could speak, so coldly Hermione could hardly recognize the voice. The scary part was that he was speaking to her like he was Malfoy or worse, the Dark Lord himself.

"How could I what?" She asked very confused.

He tried to stand up but fell over. "Don't play games with me. I know that you tried to kill me and Harry!" He yelled.

Hermione was shocked. How could he think she would try to kill her best friends?

"I saw you before I lost my air. You were muttering something under your breath, with your wand pointed at the lake. I'm not stupid Hermione."

She stumbled backwards. "I...I wasn't, I was trying to counter curse the spell." She stuttered.

Ron glared at her maliciously. "You know what MUDBLOOD, nobody cares about you and nobody ever will. I even bet that if you jumped off a cliff, we would all be celebrating about you being gone."

Hermione couldn't believe what she had just heard. She fell against a rock. Her own bodyweight wouldn't support her much longer. Tears started to form in her eyes as she watched Ron eye her with so much hate his eyes she was surprised her heart just didn't simply stop beating.

Ron finally could stand; he stood up and walked over to her. He slapped her hard across the face, then said, "I hate you, get away from me. You were never my friend, and you never will be EVER!"

She got to her feet and started to run towards the castle. She never looked back until she reached the castle doors.

As soon as Ron turned around Harry without thinking about what he was doing and letting his anger take over, decked him so hard Ron hit the ground with a thud.

Harry walked off leaving whom he had thought was his best friend.

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