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(A/N Sorry for not posting in awhile, I often neglect my stories)

Out in the darkened entrance hall, Hermione cast Ron a concerned look.

"What's wrong Ron?" Hermione asked, her chocolate eyes boring into him. Ron looked back, his blue eyes softening a bit.

"I don't think I-I could t-tell you." Ron said biting his lip, quickly staring at the ground.

"Ronald Weasley, you can tell me anything, I'm your best friend." Hermione reprimanded, taking his hand again. Ron went red, but looked back into her eyes,

"That's exactly why I can't tell you." Ron said dropping her hand quickly, and running back into the Great Hall, leaving a very confused and saddened Hermione.

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Ron rushed back to his seat, and began to sit down, only to be jerked back up by Parvati.

"Oy." Ron muttered, muffling a groan.

"Let's dance you prat." Parvati grinned, and dragged him to the dance floor.

Hermione walked back into the hall, clutching the sides of her robes, seeing the back of Ron's head, and Parvati dancing.

"He lied to me, he just doesn't like me anymore, I'm nothing but bloody dirt to him!" She said angrily. Draco walked up to her, flashing his fabulous smile.

"Something wrong G-Hermione?" He asks, feigning concern.

"Nothing Draco, let's go dance." Hermione said taking his hand and leading him to the dance floor.

(A/N: Are you guys loving the shortness of this chapter? Lol, I am because there is less to type for me. If you review for this chapter, please tell me whether or not I should continue on, or just give you guys an epilogue, and be done with it.)