Hey everyone! This is my 2nd one shot! I hope you like it, sorry if it's a
bit weird, it's 7:37 A.M. and I haven't slept all night. Well, READ &
REVIEW!
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling!!!!!
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For Those Two
~*~ Ron's POV ~*~
I can't stand it. I see them together and it feels as though my insides are on fire. I want to throttle him so badly my hands shake. But I can't touch him; I can't let anyone know I care for that girl. I'm worthless; she can do better than me. Hell, she is doing better than me. I've always cared for her, I just didn't want to show it. Their both my best friends for Christ's sake!
I care about them both; Harry is like another brother, and Hermione is like a sister but I often find myself longing for her to be more. They didn't think I noticed I suppose, at the way they always seemed to find a way to be as close to each other as possible. I saw they way their eyes lingered upon the other, the way their hands touched oh so "innocently" as they walked down the corridor, and they way both of their eyes light up when they see each other. They're in love, I know, I'm not so much as a fool as people think. I care for her, I really do, but I can't touch her. It hurt at first when I saw them together, really together, just the two of them; holding hands, walking beside the lake, so close together, my heart sank when their lips met. It was painful, watching he way she sighed and cuddled into his warmth as he wrapped her in his arms. I ran then, I ran as they began to talk, still wrapped in each others warm embrace. I didn't see where I went, I just ran, away from the pain, away from the feeling of betrayal. Betrayal; how was it betrayal?
They didn't know, and it didn't matter, they loved each other. Watching them now as I sit on a plump chair, finishing my essay on the most lethal potions for Snape I bite my tongue to keep from making a snide remark as they sit on an overstuffed love seat, her head resting on his right shoulder with his right arm around her waist while his left holds her right hand gently, interlocking their fingers as he murmurs sweet things into her ear. I stood, and turned to leave, not even bothering to cast a look back at them, I know they aren't paying me any mind. Angrily I go up to my dorm and with a soft "flop" I land upon my bed, brooding once again.
Only an hour later, though it seemed an agonizing eternity, he came to the dorm, and sat upon his bed, fixing me with his bright green stare. He confronted me then, about everything, my feelings, my anger, everything I felt about "their" relationship. We talked for hours, he didn't get mad like I thought he would, but he made it clear that they were together and that if I tried anything I wouldn't like the consequences. I smiled, knowing his was being truthful, finally I felt happy, and I felt a great sense of relief. And I know now that I won't have to worry. Perhaps someday, I'll find the right girl for me but for now, no matter how I feel or felt, I just want to enjoy my time with my friends. I love them, both you know, they're more than friends; they're my other family. I'll always be able to turn to them, no matter what, they'll always be there and they'll always care; so for that I will give them nothing but my love and support them in whatever they do. I've let it go, it's not worth loosing those two over jealousy; Harry and Hermione, they're my friends, and I'll do anything for those two.
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Me: Thanks for reading, Review please! Bye! ^.^
Want to contact me? FadingMoonDragon@aol.com
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling!!!!!
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For Those Two
~*~ Ron's POV ~*~
I can't stand it. I see them together and it feels as though my insides are on fire. I want to throttle him so badly my hands shake. But I can't touch him; I can't let anyone know I care for that girl. I'm worthless; she can do better than me. Hell, she is doing better than me. I've always cared for her, I just didn't want to show it. Their both my best friends for Christ's sake!
I care about them both; Harry is like another brother, and Hermione is like a sister but I often find myself longing for her to be more. They didn't think I noticed I suppose, at the way they always seemed to find a way to be as close to each other as possible. I saw they way their eyes lingered upon the other, the way their hands touched oh so "innocently" as they walked down the corridor, and they way both of their eyes light up when they see each other. They're in love, I know, I'm not so much as a fool as people think. I care for her, I really do, but I can't touch her. It hurt at first when I saw them together, really together, just the two of them; holding hands, walking beside the lake, so close together, my heart sank when their lips met. It was painful, watching he way she sighed and cuddled into his warmth as he wrapped her in his arms. I ran then, I ran as they began to talk, still wrapped in each others warm embrace. I didn't see where I went, I just ran, away from the pain, away from the feeling of betrayal. Betrayal; how was it betrayal?
They didn't know, and it didn't matter, they loved each other. Watching them now as I sit on a plump chair, finishing my essay on the most lethal potions for Snape I bite my tongue to keep from making a snide remark as they sit on an overstuffed love seat, her head resting on his right shoulder with his right arm around her waist while his left holds her right hand gently, interlocking their fingers as he murmurs sweet things into her ear. I stood, and turned to leave, not even bothering to cast a look back at them, I know they aren't paying me any mind. Angrily I go up to my dorm and with a soft "flop" I land upon my bed, brooding once again.
Only an hour later, though it seemed an agonizing eternity, he came to the dorm, and sat upon his bed, fixing me with his bright green stare. He confronted me then, about everything, my feelings, my anger, everything I felt about "their" relationship. We talked for hours, he didn't get mad like I thought he would, but he made it clear that they were together and that if I tried anything I wouldn't like the consequences. I smiled, knowing his was being truthful, finally I felt happy, and I felt a great sense of relief. And I know now that I won't have to worry. Perhaps someday, I'll find the right girl for me but for now, no matter how I feel or felt, I just want to enjoy my time with my friends. I love them, both you know, they're more than friends; they're my other family. I'll always be able to turn to them, no matter what, they'll always be there and they'll always care; so for that I will give them nothing but my love and support them in whatever they do. I've let it go, it's not worth loosing those two over jealousy; Harry and Hermione, they're my friends, and I'll do anything for those two.
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Me: Thanks for reading, Review please! Bye! ^.^
Want to contact me? FadingMoonDragon@aol.com
