Slow Killing Venom
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Disclaimer: No, I don't own Harry Potter period.
A/N: OMG! I added a NEW chapter and...I'm wearing purple shirt with a SKIRT!!! Do you know how...Girlie and preppy that is for me?! *faints* And my writing might have improved a little too, I'm currently taking a poem and short story course for an arts festival...And to read my stuff in front of a crowd...*shivers* Anyway, if any of you have heard of a Aussie poet called Mike Ladd, that's the guy that runs the classes...So ya...Anyway, please reveiw!
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Ron lifted his hand to my cheek, his soft fingers gliding across it softly. I know I shouldn't..."I love you Harry." I couldn't help but laugh quietly as Ron gave me a puzzled look. "What?"
"You just took the words straight from my mouth. I love you too, Ron." Just as our lips met again, the door swung open with a loud creak. "Ginny!" Ron went as white as Ginny was, maybe whiter. Ginny seemed to stand there for ages, her eyes fixed at us, wide with shock and horror. "S-So...Wh-What Fred and Ge...Er...I mean...I-It's t-true?" She asked timidly, almost hiding behind the door way. Ron looked back at me, still pale. I nodded weakly and looked up at Ginny. "Yes...Ginny...It is..."
Ginny gave a sharp yelp as she disappeared quickly. "Well...I couldn't say we weren't..." I whispered quietly, not daring to look up at Ron, but I could feel hs gaze on me. "Bloody hell, Harry! You do know by the time we get back to school...Ginny will tell everyone?!"
"But...Fred and George know!" Ron gave a heavy sigh, the colour slowly returning to his face.
"You don't understand Harry...Fred and George aren't there any more, how can they tell anyone? And Ginny's so popular now it isn't funny...You know what she's like with secrets...She's probably telling Hermio-...Er..."
"Listen...Ron...Hermione knows, I know she knows." I knew it was true, Hermione always knew something was going on, long before we knew, she's always the first to pick up on things like that. It was the same way with Fred and Alicia...Almost. "You think?" I nodded and took his shaking hand in mine, clasping my fingers between his tightly. "Hermione's told me some things that well...When I told her about being...Well...She...Kinda..."
"She kinda what?" Ron questioned, trying to hide something in his voice. I didn't want to tell him...But I had to, I couldn't keep it hidden from him, it wasn't right.
"She told me that...She noticed something about you...Ages ago...She said that well...You might've been...Batting for my side...So to speak anyway. That's just what she thought...She also said that...Well...She saw you and..." Turning away, I focused my stare onto the lamp, unable to look at him. I couldn't help but let a tiny tear escape, more burning my eyes. Ron went quiet, fidgeting with his shirt buttons. "Listen Harry...Maybe once...But...It didn't mean to happen...I swear it didn't." I don't know what to beleive any more. Hermione might've made some of it up...But...I mean that was before we knew...Unless... "D-Did you tell Hermione?"
"Tell her what?" Ron looked up, his eyes sparkling with small tears of worry, running along the edges of his eyes like small crystals. "Tell...Her...That...You liked me." Ron paused, looking even more worried, his eyes seeming to be fixed on the small hole in his pyjama knee. "Well...K-Kind of...I didn't exactly tell her...I wrote it down and she read it...I didn't mean for her to find it...Why?" That explains it, everything. Hermione found out about Ron, and now that she and Ron aren't together...She knows what's going on...She has to. "I beleive all you've told me Ron. I've just worked it out."
"Wh-What? Worked what out?" Ron looked up, now looking curious, any tears now dry.
"Well when I told Hermione, she then told me about you and...D-Draco. Then you and her broke up like...A week later or something...And she found out about you liking me...She made most of it up, right?" To my releif, Ron nodded. "It was only once Harry...And nothing even happened...Maybe a kiss but still, I mean...Yeah, she's made it up." Exactly, Hermione might be smart but she's always been a bad liar and fake.
"There you go then...It fits, Hermione knows something's going on, she's trying to get you back."
"But why? I know that the baby and all..." Ron's face drained of colour. "...But we broke up because she decided that I wasn't good enough...And finding out about that...Well she's got a right to, I suppose."
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A/N: Don't ask, I was in the mood for a bit of drama...And drama is GOOD drama with slash! ^_^ Anyway, please reveiw!
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Disclaimer: No, I don't own Harry Potter period.
A/N: OMG! I added a NEW chapter and...I'm wearing purple shirt with a SKIRT!!! Do you know how...Girlie and preppy that is for me?! *faints* And my writing might have improved a little too, I'm currently taking a poem and short story course for an arts festival...And to read my stuff in front of a crowd...*shivers* Anyway, if any of you have heard of a Aussie poet called Mike Ladd, that's the guy that runs the classes...So ya...Anyway, please reveiw!
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Ron lifted his hand to my cheek, his soft fingers gliding across it softly. I know I shouldn't..."I love you Harry." I couldn't help but laugh quietly as Ron gave me a puzzled look. "What?"
"You just took the words straight from my mouth. I love you too, Ron." Just as our lips met again, the door swung open with a loud creak. "Ginny!" Ron went as white as Ginny was, maybe whiter. Ginny seemed to stand there for ages, her eyes fixed at us, wide with shock and horror. "S-So...Wh-What Fred and Ge...Er...I mean...I-It's t-true?" She asked timidly, almost hiding behind the door way. Ron looked back at me, still pale. I nodded weakly and looked up at Ginny. "Yes...Ginny...It is..."
Ginny gave a sharp yelp as she disappeared quickly. "Well...I couldn't say we weren't..." I whispered quietly, not daring to look up at Ron, but I could feel hs gaze on me. "Bloody hell, Harry! You do know by the time we get back to school...Ginny will tell everyone?!"
"But...Fred and George know!" Ron gave a heavy sigh, the colour slowly returning to his face.
"You don't understand Harry...Fred and George aren't there any more, how can they tell anyone? And Ginny's so popular now it isn't funny...You know what she's like with secrets...She's probably telling Hermio-...Er..."
"Listen...Ron...Hermione knows, I know she knows." I knew it was true, Hermione always knew something was going on, long before we knew, she's always the first to pick up on things like that. It was the same way with Fred and Alicia...Almost. "You think?" I nodded and took his shaking hand in mine, clasping my fingers between his tightly. "Hermione's told me some things that well...When I told her about being...Well...She...Kinda..."
"She kinda what?" Ron questioned, trying to hide something in his voice. I didn't want to tell him...But I had to, I couldn't keep it hidden from him, it wasn't right.
"She told me that...She noticed something about you...Ages ago...She said that well...You might've been...Batting for my side...So to speak anyway. That's just what she thought...She also said that...Well...She saw you and..." Turning away, I focused my stare onto the lamp, unable to look at him. I couldn't help but let a tiny tear escape, more burning my eyes. Ron went quiet, fidgeting with his shirt buttons. "Listen Harry...Maybe once...But...It didn't mean to happen...I swear it didn't." I don't know what to beleive any more. Hermione might've made some of it up...But...I mean that was before we knew...Unless... "D-Did you tell Hermione?"
"Tell her what?" Ron looked up, his eyes sparkling with small tears of worry, running along the edges of his eyes like small crystals. "Tell...Her...That...You liked me." Ron paused, looking even more worried, his eyes seeming to be fixed on the small hole in his pyjama knee. "Well...K-Kind of...I didn't exactly tell her...I wrote it down and she read it...I didn't mean for her to find it...Why?" That explains it, everything. Hermione found out about Ron, and now that she and Ron aren't together...She knows what's going on...She has to. "I beleive all you've told me Ron. I've just worked it out."
"Wh-What? Worked what out?" Ron looked up, now looking curious, any tears now dry.
"Well when I told Hermione, she then told me about you and...D-Draco. Then you and her broke up like...A week later or something...And she found out about you liking me...She made most of it up, right?" To my releif, Ron nodded. "It was only once Harry...And nothing even happened...Maybe a kiss but still, I mean...Yeah, she's made it up." Exactly, Hermione might be smart but she's always been a bad liar and fake.
"There you go then...It fits, Hermione knows something's going on, she's trying to get you back."
"But why? I know that the baby and all..." Ron's face drained of colour. "...But we broke up because she decided that I wasn't good enough...And finding out about that...Well she's got a right to, I suppose."
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A/N: Don't ask, I was in the mood for a bit of drama...And drama is GOOD drama with slash! ^_^ Anyway, please reveiw!