Chapter seventeen
Stupefied
" Mr Weasley! What happened to you?" The nurse couldn't help but smile as she ushered a rather red Ron into the hospital wing. Ron tried not to make any eye contact with Harry as he sat down two beds away, holding a mirror to his face. The whole left side of his face was red and swollen, with three long scratch marks from Hermione's long nails.
" Here, hold this ice pack to your face, it'll slow the swelling." The nurse said, handing Ron the ice pack.
"Why not magic it away?" Ron muttered.
"Why fight in the first place?" The nurse shoot back. Ron rolled his eyes and groaned.
"What happened anyway?" The nurse continued, " A fist fight with your other male buddies?"
" No where near it." Ron grumbled flinching at the cold of the pack. The nurse shook her head and left the room. Harry waited a while for his face to straighten and turned to Ron.
"What happened?" He asked, watching a wart shrink slowly. The other boy ignored him and continued to sulk.
"Where you following Hermione?" Harry hinted slyly. Ron glared at him.
"What makes you say that?" Ron continued his lethal glare.
"Well, a number of things actually ." Harry grinned slightly. " The scratch marks, the sulk and, um, the most obvious . MY invisibility cloak which is sticking out of your pocket. Please remove it before it gets crumpled."
Ron did so, but not before throwing the worst swear words he could think of at him. With an annoyed grunt, he threw it at Harry and to Harry's surprise, walked over and sat on his bed.
"She slapped me." Ron muttered darkly.
"Slapped you eh?" Harry asked, inspecting his face in the mirror, watching with satisfaction as the last wart shrunk.
"Yeah, defending Avolorm." Ron's insides seemed to explode every time he thought of Hermione and Avolorm together.
"Ah, Mr Potter! I see your warts are gone, well, I see no point in you staying. Back to your common room. Chop chop!" Madam Pomphery interrupted, as she walked past.
"Oh, ah, right then!" Harry answered. He turned back to Ron.
"You're an idiot." Harry said, frowning.
"Why thankyou." Ron cracked.
"NO, seriously. You should have told her."
"Told her what?!" Ron asked.
"How you feel." Harry picked up his bag and turned to leave.
"How I feel?" Ron repeated stupidly. Harry rolled his green eyes.
"You so obviously like her." Harry said, amused. Ron, however, felt as though some one had stuck his wand up his bum.
"I do not. I- I just don't want my best friend hanging around that Avolorm character." Ron said hotly. Harry smirked.
"How come you don't just face the facts and drop the subject. Like I do?" Harry asked, grinning like a maniac.
" Huh?" Ron asked, doing a perfect imitation of Crabbe when some one asks for his name.
" Don't forget. I am Hermione's best friend as well and I hate Avolorm just as much as you do."
" Well, it's b-because-" Ron stuttered.
"It's because I don't feel for Hermione in that way. I think of her as a best friend and only that. But you ." Harry grinned mischievously. " You are another story."
" See you tomorrow!" Harry patted Ron's back and left, leaving Ron with the word 'stupefied' written all over his freckled face.
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Stupefied
" Mr Weasley! What happened to you?" The nurse couldn't help but smile as she ushered a rather red Ron into the hospital wing. Ron tried not to make any eye contact with Harry as he sat down two beds away, holding a mirror to his face. The whole left side of his face was red and swollen, with three long scratch marks from Hermione's long nails.
" Here, hold this ice pack to your face, it'll slow the swelling." The nurse said, handing Ron the ice pack.
"Why not magic it away?" Ron muttered.
"Why fight in the first place?" The nurse shoot back. Ron rolled his eyes and groaned.
"What happened anyway?" The nurse continued, " A fist fight with your other male buddies?"
" No where near it." Ron grumbled flinching at the cold of the pack. The nurse shook her head and left the room. Harry waited a while for his face to straighten and turned to Ron.
"What happened?" He asked, watching a wart shrink slowly. The other boy ignored him and continued to sulk.
"Where you following Hermione?" Harry hinted slyly. Ron glared at him.
"What makes you say that?" Ron continued his lethal glare.
"Well, a number of things actually ." Harry grinned slightly. " The scratch marks, the sulk and, um, the most obvious . MY invisibility cloak which is sticking out of your pocket. Please remove it before it gets crumpled."
Ron did so, but not before throwing the worst swear words he could think of at him. With an annoyed grunt, he threw it at Harry and to Harry's surprise, walked over and sat on his bed.
"She slapped me." Ron muttered darkly.
"Slapped you eh?" Harry asked, inspecting his face in the mirror, watching with satisfaction as the last wart shrunk.
"Yeah, defending Avolorm." Ron's insides seemed to explode every time he thought of Hermione and Avolorm together.
"Ah, Mr Potter! I see your warts are gone, well, I see no point in you staying. Back to your common room. Chop chop!" Madam Pomphery interrupted, as she walked past.
"Oh, ah, right then!" Harry answered. He turned back to Ron.
"You're an idiot." Harry said, frowning.
"Why thankyou." Ron cracked.
"NO, seriously. You should have told her."
"Told her what?!" Ron asked.
"How you feel." Harry picked up his bag and turned to leave.
"How I feel?" Ron repeated stupidly. Harry rolled his green eyes.
"You so obviously like her." Harry said, amused. Ron, however, felt as though some one had stuck his wand up his bum.
"I do not. I- I just don't want my best friend hanging around that Avolorm character." Ron said hotly. Harry smirked.
"How come you don't just face the facts and drop the subject. Like I do?" Harry asked, grinning like a maniac.
" Huh?" Ron asked, doing a perfect imitation of Crabbe when some one asks for his name.
" Don't forget. I am Hermione's best friend as well and I hate Avolorm just as much as you do."
" Well, it's b-because-" Ron stuttered.
"It's because I don't feel for Hermione in that way. I think of her as a best friend and only that. But you ." Harry grinned mischievously. " You are another story."
" See you tomorrow!" Harry patted Ron's back and left, leaving Ron with the word 'stupefied' written all over his freckled face.
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