Disclaimer: (I don't really think this is necessary every chapter, but oh well) I don't own anything (except Michelle), I'm not affiliated with JK Rowling or Warner Brother, or any other little dealies that have something to do with Harry Potter.

Chapter 6:

Hermione looked from Harry to the bottom of the stairs and back to Harry.

"I...I need to go after him." Hermione said as she started down the stairs.

Harry followed.

"What are you doing?" Hermione asked.

"I was going to go talk to him with you..."

"It might embarrass him for you to be there. I think I should go alone."

Harry looked at Hermione. He nodded.

Hermione turned and walked quickly to the bottom of the stairs. She looked back up at Harry and went out onto the grounds.

Hermione scanned the grounds for the redhead. "Ron!" She called when she saw him sitting by the frozen lake.

He didn't turn around.

"Ron?" She ran over to him.

He didn't look up.

Hermione sat next to him in the snow, "I'm sorry." She whispered.

Ron looked at her. He looked like he was going to cry.

"I...I..."Hermione stammered, she didn't know what to say.

Ron looked away.

"It's not what you think, Ron." She watched as he wiped tears off his face.

Hermione twisted her hand uncomfortably in her lap. What am I going to do? She thought I didn't hurt him.

"Ron...Please talk to me."

He didn't say anything.

"Please, Ron." Felt like she was going to cry.

"What am I supposed say?" Ron whispered, "I don't know what's going on with you and Harry-"

"There's nothing going on between me and Harry."

"Then what was that on the stairs?" Ron asked, the anger growing in his voice.

"It was nothing." Hermione tried to explain, "We...He apologized for hurting me, and I hugged him. It wasn't anything more than that." Hermione dissolved into tears; "I didn't mean to hurt you..." She sobbed.

"Neither did I..." Ron said quietly.

"What?" Hermione asked.

"I only told Harry you had feelings for him because he didn't understand why you were mad at him. I didn't mean to..." He trailed off.

Hermione just looked up at him, not even caring that the cold was steadily numbing her.

Ron met her gaze.

They sat there looking into each other's eyes until Harry interrupted them.

"Is everything okay?" He asked.

They both looked over at him, then back at each other.

"Yeah." Ron said as he stood up. He offered a hand to Hermione, which she took.

They walked in silence up to the castle.

A/N: Okay, I know for a fact this chapter is totally lame, and it seems too much like an ending for it to work, besides the fact that if it were and ending it was solved far too easily. So, I am definitely rewriting this chapter soon. I mean it this time; I'll actually update again within the month. So, yeah. Tell me what you think. If you guys think it's okay, I won't rewrite it. So review, please doesn't flame, constructive criticism only. Thank you.