Love is Hate
Chapter4: Choices.
Disclaimer: Eeek! Me Dobby the house elf again....I still grieve because me don't own me! Or Harry Potter...
Ron stormed into the common room and bounced onto the couch. He was so furious with that Hermione. How could she do that to him? Let KRUM of all people sit next to her like that! He was so mad, he could just...
"Ron?", asked a firmiliar voice.
"Wha, WHAT!", boomed Ron seeing that Hermione was right on the couch next to him. Ron can feel his ears burn and was sure they were going red.
Hermione looked at her lap with a book laying on it. "Um, are you mad at me?", she asked with an unsure expression on her face.
'Why would she ask me if I were MAD at her? I mean what would I be mad at?' Ron asked himself. Ron knew very well he was mad at Hermione. For more reasons than he could think of at the moment. "Hermione...", Ron started. Hermione had been looking at him he was able to feel it. But, she was looking at him now with a hint of fear in her eyes.
"Hermione, you're my bestfriend, I can't lie to you.", Ron continued weighing his words carefully. Hermione looked more terrified than ever by now. "Well, I'll just let it out...Yes Hermione, yes I am mad at you.", Ron said smoothly.
Ron felt a stinging sensation on his cheek and pressed his hand upon it. Hermione had just slapped him. She was now running back towards the girl's dormitories. He had made her cry while he was at it. Ron knew he deserved that slap. He also knew he was being a huge git. Over some guy Hermione liked. Or so he thought liked. 'But this isn't any old guy.' decided Ron. 'This is Viktor Krum...Hermione is NEVER going to like me with Vikky falling for her.
At that moment, Ron decided to do somrthing drastic. VERY drastic. Eying Lavender Brown on the oppisite side of the commen room bickering away with Parvati Patil when the idea struck his mind. Ron strode over to Lavender.
"Oh...Hello Ron.", Lavender said shyly to him spotting Ron. Ron KNEW that Lavender had had the buggest crush on him ever since second year. Thias was a great oppertunity to get Hermione back.
"Hello Lavender. Parvati.", Ron said nodding his head towards Parvati as he said her name."Well, Lavender, I was wondering...Would you like to go to Hogsmeade with me this Saturday?", he asked her boldly cracking a handsome grin on his lips.
"Well...", remarked Lavender sounding very squeelish. She turned her head to see Parvati nodding her head vigarously."Don't you usually go to Hogsmead with Hermione and Harry?", she asked trying to sound secure and expanding the way she said "Hermione".
"Well, this time I've decided to...", Ron decided to sound flirtatious for the moment JUST incase she turned him down. "Bring a DATE instead...", Ron lied flirtatiously.
Lavender once again turned back at Parvati and they both squeeled in sheer delight.
"Alright then.", Lavender agreed with a HUGE smile spreading across her face.
As Ron walked away he heard the girls babbling and giggling in cheerfulness.
'What's done is done...' thought Ron evilly. Suddenly, Ron realized what he had just done. He had asked out a girl that he had no intrest in what-so- ever and was dissing his two best friends while he was at it. Plus Hermione...'Ron snap out of it!' Ron scolded himself. 'You did the right thing. Now you'll be over Hermione...Anyways, what's done IS done...'
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Hermione could NOT cry no matter how much she wanted to she just couldn't. She was not going to cry over Ron. Ron of all people! Hermione knew that Ron had been mad at her many times before but in her case this was much different. He told her that he was mad at her. He just came right and said it, "Yes Hermione, yes I'm mad at you." Those words rung in Hermione's head. She did have to admit though, he must've had to pluck up alot of courage to say that to her face.
Hermione punched her pillow in frustration. Hermione couldn't explain how Ron made her feel. Ron made her feel many things. But, the one thing he mostly made her feel was anger. She was angry at him for many things. For starting fights, for cheating off of her paper, and mostly, she was angry at him for sometimes making her feel, feel...Well, love for him at times...
Hermione reached up at her face. No more tears. Now she was feeling kind of happy, actually. This was a good thing, because at that moment, her room mates,Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil, barged in through the door laughing and giggling maddly. Hermione knew this wasn't a good sign. Whenever Parvati and Lavender were happy, Hermione wouldn't be.
She just decided to leave it be and go to bed. She would find out eventually...Preferebly tomorrow. Besides everyone would be meeting up at the Three Broomsticks like always...
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The next day, Hermione decided to get an early start just like Parvati and Lavender did every morning. But no, not to apply pounds of make-up on her face and get dressed up in preppy outfits, but to find out the sitch on Lavender and Parvati. She pretended to be still sleeping while Parvati and her blabbed away about nonscense talk until...
"What kind of shirt do you think Ron would want me to wear?", Lavender asked Parvati sounding serious.
Hermione listened intensly at this statement. She knew this was a beginning to a BIG conversation.
"Well....", Parvati started."How about that one pink three quaters shirt? The one fluffy metalic one!", suggested Parvati."And yes...The tight one...I've heard that Ron has always had a fondness for TIGHT girls...", Parvati continued.
Lavender snickered at this comment."Well, then I better wear my faded hip- hugger bluejeans to go with them...", remarked Lavender. The both giggled maddly.
'Do these girls ALWAYS have to talk so specifically about what they're wearing?' Hermione wondered. That always got her pissed off. But the one thing Hermione wouldn't admit she was pissed off about was it appared that Lavender was going on a date with Ron. Her Ron? Yes, her Ron! And he would also be dissing her and Harry at the same time! How rude! Hermione felt a twing of pain in her stomatche. She was trying to convince herself that this was because she hadn't eaten in a while, but she just knew that wasn't the deal.
Her eyes were starting to sting again as the girls babbled about how Ron would think of an apparence and what make-up Lavender should wear. Hermione was crying by now. A tear silently slid down her cheek. Did Ron really only care about a girls apparence? If so Hermione asumed she was just a study buddy for Ron so he could get good grades. Hermione wasn't the dream date Parvati and Lavender were thinking of.
Hermione wasn't at all what Parvati and Lavender were thinking of. With her brown and wild hair, her style and her body. Her body wasn't like at all like Lavender's or Parvati's. Sure she looked like a women NOW but not like Parvati and Lavender. They were like models. Hermione shook out all of those horrible thoughts. Dressing like the girls were saying wouldn't do anything good except ruin her reputation. All of that just wasn't her. And if she had to do that just for a guys attention....Forget about it.
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Ron didn't bother wearing anything special for his date. Just same old, same old.
As Harry arose from his sleep he asked Ron, "Why are you up so early? It's only 7:00..." Harry seemed awful drowzy.
"Oh well, I just want to get an early start. Quick breakfast, bathroom break, then Hogsmead, you know?", Ron said slightly yawining.
"What, you wanna' get an early start and get all of the Berty Bott's and chocolate frogs from Honey Dukes before anyone else? If that's the deal I'm there!", Harry asked slyly.
"Nah, that's not it....You see I asked this girl out...", Ron trailed off.
"Who....?", asked Harry suspiciously getting up from his bed and stretching.
"Ummm, not Hermione if that's what you're thinking...", Ron started."Please don't hurt me!", Ron continued raising his arm over his head as a sheild.
"No, no, Ron I'm not gonna' hurt you.", Harry replied calmly."The thing is...Who would you ask out BESIDES Hermione?"I t finally hit him. "PLEASE don't say you asked out.....", Harry gulped."Lavender?", he continued once more.
Ron nodded his head sheepishly.
"What!? Awww man Ron...You know what the chances are of Hermione liking you now? If she finds out it's hmm....a ZERO!", blurted Harry throwing his arms up in the air.
"Well she doesn't like me! She's going out with Vikki!", Ron shooted back.
"Stop it Ron. I dont want to start a fight...", Harry tried to say camly through gritted teeth."It's just...First of all....Hermione was never going out with Krum...Second of all....Have you EVER seen her face when Krum tries to even put his arm around her? And third of all...She. USED. To. Like. You.", Harry told his red headed friend.
"How are you so sure of that?", Ron asked smartly now face to face with Harry.
Harry sighed. "First of all, I over-heard Ginny and Hermionetalking. You know about school, the basic things. And then, Ginny asked Hermione who she liked. These were her exact words. Quote 'Oh...Well, I'll tell you if you WON't tell anyone...Okay. I like your brother..."
"She-She could've been talking about anyone of my brothers.", Ron cut in. He knew that Hermione would have been talking about him though. It was too obvious.
"Wait, I'm not finished!", Harry snapped.
"Okay okay o with the story.", Ron rolled his eyes.
"Okay. And yes...It's Ron...' Un-quote.", Harry finished. Ron was releived at this, considering Harry wan't trying to talk like a girl anymore.
"Well....You're lying.", Ron said slyly. "You're lying to me JUST so I can make a fool out of myself. That's it isn't it....?"
"Ron! I'm just telling you what I heard and now you're denying your' feelings for Hermione! Just dump Lavender tell her something came up!", shouted Harry."Well....Oh who cares! I'm not going to tell you what to do...Go out with Lavender, marry her, have kids.....", an idea struck Harry's mind."Leave Hermione to marry Krum.
Ron turned around immediatly at this statement.
Disclaimer: Ending of chapter four! Sorry! I got a good idea for the next chapter cuz' I'm listinin to Avril Lavigne's Complicated!:) And no it's NOT a song-fic. Hehe....
Chapter4: Choices.
Disclaimer: Eeek! Me Dobby the house elf again....I still grieve because me don't own me! Or Harry Potter...
Ron stormed into the common room and bounced onto the couch. He was so furious with that Hermione. How could she do that to him? Let KRUM of all people sit next to her like that! He was so mad, he could just...
"Ron?", asked a firmiliar voice.
"Wha, WHAT!", boomed Ron seeing that Hermione was right on the couch next to him. Ron can feel his ears burn and was sure they were going red.
Hermione looked at her lap with a book laying on it. "Um, are you mad at me?", she asked with an unsure expression on her face.
'Why would she ask me if I were MAD at her? I mean what would I be mad at?' Ron asked himself. Ron knew very well he was mad at Hermione. For more reasons than he could think of at the moment. "Hermione...", Ron started. Hermione had been looking at him he was able to feel it. But, she was looking at him now with a hint of fear in her eyes.
"Hermione, you're my bestfriend, I can't lie to you.", Ron continued weighing his words carefully. Hermione looked more terrified than ever by now. "Well, I'll just let it out...Yes Hermione, yes I am mad at you.", Ron said smoothly.
Ron felt a stinging sensation on his cheek and pressed his hand upon it. Hermione had just slapped him. She was now running back towards the girl's dormitories. He had made her cry while he was at it. Ron knew he deserved that slap. He also knew he was being a huge git. Over some guy Hermione liked. Or so he thought liked. 'But this isn't any old guy.' decided Ron. 'This is Viktor Krum...Hermione is NEVER going to like me with Vikky falling for her.
At that moment, Ron decided to do somrthing drastic. VERY drastic. Eying Lavender Brown on the oppisite side of the commen room bickering away with Parvati Patil when the idea struck his mind. Ron strode over to Lavender.
"Oh...Hello Ron.", Lavender said shyly to him spotting Ron. Ron KNEW that Lavender had had the buggest crush on him ever since second year. Thias was a great oppertunity to get Hermione back.
"Hello Lavender. Parvati.", Ron said nodding his head towards Parvati as he said her name."Well, Lavender, I was wondering...Would you like to go to Hogsmeade with me this Saturday?", he asked her boldly cracking a handsome grin on his lips.
"Well...", remarked Lavender sounding very squeelish. She turned her head to see Parvati nodding her head vigarously."Don't you usually go to Hogsmead with Hermione and Harry?", she asked trying to sound secure and expanding the way she said "Hermione".
"Well, this time I've decided to...", Ron decided to sound flirtatious for the moment JUST incase she turned him down. "Bring a DATE instead...", Ron lied flirtatiously.
Lavender once again turned back at Parvati and they both squeeled in sheer delight.
"Alright then.", Lavender agreed with a HUGE smile spreading across her face.
As Ron walked away he heard the girls babbling and giggling in cheerfulness.
'What's done is done...' thought Ron evilly. Suddenly, Ron realized what he had just done. He had asked out a girl that he had no intrest in what-so- ever and was dissing his two best friends while he was at it. Plus Hermione...'Ron snap out of it!' Ron scolded himself. 'You did the right thing. Now you'll be over Hermione...Anyways, what's done IS done...'
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Hermione could NOT cry no matter how much she wanted to she just couldn't. She was not going to cry over Ron. Ron of all people! Hermione knew that Ron had been mad at her many times before but in her case this was much different. He told her that he was mad at her. He just came right and said it, "Yes Hermione, yes I'm mad at you." Those words rung in Hermione's head. She did have to admit though, he must've had to pluck up alot of courage to say that to her face.
Hermione punched her pillow in frustration. Hermione couldn't explain how Ron made her feel. Ron made her feel many things. But, the one thing he mostly made her feel was anger. She was angry at him for many things. For starting fights, for cheating off of her paper, and mostly, she was angry at him for sometimes making her feel, feel...Well, love for him at times...
Hermione reached up at her face. No more tears. Now she was feeling kind of happy, actually. This was a good thing, because at that moment, her room mates,Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil, barged in through the door laughing and giggling maddly. Hermione knew this wasn't a good sign. Whenever Parvati and Lavender were happy, Hermione wouldn't be.
She just decided to leave it be and go to bed. She would find out eventually...Preferebly tomorrow. Besides everyone would be meeting up at the Three Broomsticks like always...
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The next day, Hermione decided to get an early start just like Parvati and Lavender did every morning. But no, not to apply pounds of make-up on her face and get dressed up in preppy outfits, but to find out the sitch on Lavender and Parvati. She pretended to be still sleeping while Parvati and her blabbed away about nonscense talk until...
"What kind of shirt do you think Ron would want me to wear?", Lavender asked Parvati sounding serious.
Hermione listened intensly at this statement. She knew this was a beginning to a BIG conversation.
"Well....", Parvati started."How about that one pink three quaters shirt? The one fluffy metalic one!", suggested Parvati."And yes...The tight one...I've heard that Ron has always had a fondness for TIGHT girls...", Parvati continued.
Lavender snickered at this comment."Well, then I better wear my faded hip- hugger bluejeans to go with them...", remarked Lavender. The both giggled maddly.
'Do these girls ALWAYS have to talk so specifically about what they're wearing?' Hermione wondered. That always got her pissed off. But the one thing Hermione wouldn't admit she was pissed off about was it appared that Lavender was going on a date with Ron. Her Ron? Yes, her Ron! And he would also be dissing her and Harry at the same time! How rude! Hermione felt a twing of pain in her stomatche. She was trying to convince herself that this was because she hadn't eaten in a while, but she just knew that wasn't the deal.
Her eyes were starting to sting again as the girls babbled about how Ron would think of an apparence and what make-up Lavender should wear. Hermione was crying by now. A tear silently slid down her cheek. Did Ron really only care about a girls apparence? If so Hermione asumed she was just a study buddy for Ron so he could get good grades. Hermione wasn't the dream date Parvati and Lavender were thinking of.
Hermione wasn't at all what Parvati and Lavender were thinking of. With her brown and wild hair, her style and her body. Her body wasn't like at all like Lavender's or Parvati's. Sure she looked like a women NOW but not like Parvati and Lavender. They were like models. Hermione shook out all of those horrible thoughts. Dressing like the girls were saying wouldn't do anything good except ruin her reputation. All of that just wasn't her. And if she had to do that just for a guys attention....Forget about it.
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Ron didn't bother wearing anything special for his date. Just same old, same old.
As Harry arose from his sleep he asked Ron, "Why are you up so early? It's only 7:00..." Harry seemed awful drowzy.
"Oh well, I just want to get an early start. Quick breakfast, bathroom break, then Hogsmead, you know?", Ron said slightly yawining.
"What, you wanna' get an early start and get all of the Berty Bott's and chocolate frogs from Honey Dukes before anyone else? If that's the deal I'm there!", Harry asked slyly.
"Nah, that's not it....You see I asked this girl out...", Ron trailed off.
"Who....?", asked Harry suspiciously getting up from his bed and stretching.
"Ummm, not Hermione if that's what you're thinking...", Ron started."Please don't hurt me!", Ron continued raising his arm over his head as a sheild.
"No, no, Ron I'm not gonna' hurt you.", Harry replied calmly."The thing is...Who would you ask out BESIDES Hermione?"I t finally hit him. "PLEASE don't say you asked out.....", Harry gulped."Lavender?", he continued once more.
Ron nodded his head sheepishly.
"What!? Awww man Ron...You know what the chances are of Hermione liking you now? If she finds out it's hmm....a ZERO!", blurted Harry throwing his arms up in the air.
"Well she doesn't like me! She's going out with Vikki!", Ron shooted back.
"Stop it Ron. I dont want to start a fight...", Harry tried to say camly through gritted teeth."It's just...First of all....Hermione was never going out with Krum...Second of all....Have you EVER seen her face when Krum tries to even put his arm around her? And third of all...She. USED. To. Like. You.", Harry told his red headed friend.
"How are you so sure of that?", Ron asked smartly now face to face with Harry.
Harry sighed. "First of all, I over-heard Ginny and Hermionetalking. You know about school, the basic things. And then, Ginny asked Hermione who she liked. These were her exact words. Quote 'Oh...Well, I'll tell you if you WON't tell anyone...Okay. I like your brother..."
"She-She could've been talking about anyone of my brothers.", Ron cut in. He knew that Hermione would have been talking about him though. It was too obvious.
"Wait, I'm not finished!", Harry snapped.
"Okay okay o with the story.", Ron rolled his eyes.
"Okay. And yes...It's Ron...' Un-quote.", Harry finished. Ron was releived at this, considering Harry wan't trying to talk like a girl anymore.
"Well....You're lying.", Ron said slyly. "You're lying to me JUST so I can make a fool out of myself. That's it isn't it....?"
"Ron! I'm just telling you what I heard and now you're denying your' feelings for Hermione! Just dump Lavender tell her something came up!", shouted Harry."Well....Oh who cares! I'm not going to tell you what to do...Go out with Lavender, marry her, have kids.....", an idea struck Harry's mind."Leave Hermione to marry Krum.
Ron turned around immediatly at this statement.
Disclaimer: Ending of chapter four! Sorry! I got a good idea for the next chapter cuz' I'm listinin to Avril Lavigne's Complicated!:) And no it's NOT a song-fic. Hehe....