Disclaimer: I don't own anything having to do with Harry Potter but a poster and a few DVDs and books. And soon, I will own the 5th book.(4 DAYS!!!) And yet...I don't own Harry Potter. J. K. Rowling does.

Chapter 5: Mistakes

Ron reached the common room a few seconds before Harry and Ron. He skidded to a halt and stared. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Every Gryffindor was gathered in the common room, dancing and partying. His eyes roved over the kegs of Butterbeer, the large box that was playing Ditzey Rears new album, the mass of people dancing with sexual energy, Hermione with her hands all over some guy, the couples making out near the fire, the...WHAT!? Ron's eyes darted back to the group of people. Hermione, still wearing the clothes Lavender had given her, was dancing with Seamus and had her hands in his hair. Seamus had pulled her body up against his and was roving his hands all over her as he grinded along to the beat. All Ron could do was stare.

Somewhere inside of him, Ron felt his heart break. As it shattered, he knew nothing but despair and pain. Hermione didn't want him. She wanted any boy she could get her slutty little hands on. He had been wrong about her all along. He had never thought that Hermione was the kind of girl who just slept with any old Joe and then forgot about them. He never saw her like one of the girls from Slytherin, who couldn't count the number of Slytherin boys they had shagged on their fingers or toes. He had only saw the girl he created in his mind. His Hermione. His sweet, innocent Hermione. He had been so wrong.

Confusion and hurt swiftly gave way to anger and rage. Ron began to shake as he continued to stare at Hermione and Seamus. Harry and Dean, who had been judging Ron's reaction, started to back away. Ron's eyes focused on Seamus's hands, which were on the small of Hermione's back. His blood boiled. Seamus moved his hands downward until they were on Hermione's ass, squeezing and pulling her against him. Ron felt his thin composure snap.

"SON OF A BITCH!"

Everyone turned to look at Ron in shock as he started running toward the crowd. Ron headed straight for Seamus like an angry bull. Hermione saw the crazy look in Ron's eyes and pushed away, screaming, "Ron, NO!" Ron let out a mad roar as he jumped and landed on top of Seamus, who was as white as a ghost. The crowd gasped and a few girls screamed as Ron started pummeling Seamus as though he meant to kill him. Seamus was trying to fight back, but Ron, who was bigger and stronger than any other guy in Gryffindor, had no mercy.

Hermione looked on in a bemused state for a few seconds before realizing she would have to be the one to save Seamus. "Ron!" she cried as she ran forward. "Get off of him! Stop Ron! STOP!" Hermione grabbed Ron under his arms and with every bit of strength she could conjure, pulled him off of Seamus. Ron roared with anger. He yanked away from Hermione and stared at her with fury in eyes. "YOU." Ron snarled. "I thought you were BETTER than that! I thought you were DIFFERENT! Now I see the truth, Hermione! YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A WHORE!" Hermione gasped at Ron's words. The common room was silent now but for Ron's labored breathing and Seamus's whimpers of pain. Hermione stared at Ron, at the anger seething from him and the wounded expression on his face. Hermione was startled to see Ron's lower lip tremble. Slowly, he unclenched his fists. Ron looked from Hermione to Seamus and back again. "Fuck you." He whispered before walking dejectedly toward his dormitory.

Hermione stared at the floor as tears filled her eyes. She knew everyone was looking at her, but she didn't care. She didn't care about anyone at that moment but Ron. Hermione lifted her eyes to Lavender and Parvati and took a deep, quivering breath. "This was a mistake."