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Ey guys! I'm working on Chapter 11 right now. I posted chapters 8, 9, 10 all together because I'm starting school tomorrow and I don't know when I'll be able to update again. I hope it's soon, though, coz I'm going to miss writing stories and you guys... Thanks again for the reviews! Keep them coming coz it's not over yet...
Chapter 10
"Ron?" Harry said, looking around the dorm. He saw him lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling. It was Saturday, almost two weeks after Hermione said that it was a mistake. "Hey, why don't you go to Hogsmeade with me and Ginny?"
"I don't feel like going out," Ron said flatly.
"But--."
"I said no, Harry."
"You can't let this ruin your life. Maybe you should talk to Hermione and sort this thing out," Harry said. "It's been two weeks, Ron."
"I don't care. Just go and leave me here," Ron replied.
Harry sighed and went down to the common room, where Ginny was waiting. Harry shook his head at her. Ginny sighed.
"I wish there was something we can do for him. I feel really bad," Ginny said. "Maybe we should talk to Hermione. I wonder how she's doing."
"Are you sure?" Harry asked.
Ginny turned pink and looked back at Harry uncertainly. "I know I haven't been the nicest person to her, but I think she also feels bad with what happened. She's been avoiding you and Ron for the longest time. She must feel lonely."
Harry grinned at her. "Okay. Let's talk to her."
**
Hermione was on her way to the library, carrying her bag and books, when she heard someone calling her. She turned around and saw Harry with Ginny approaching her. Her eyebrows knitted in confusion.
"Hey," Harry said, almost breathless. "Where are you off to?"
"The library," Hermione answered. "What are you guys doing here?"
"We came to talk to you," Ginny said. Hermione looked back at them in disbelief. "Hermione, I'm sorry for all the things I said to you. It's just, Ron doesn't get that many good things in his life and--."
"It's okay," Hermione said softly. They went in the library and found a table. "What did you guys want to talk about?"
"Ron," Ginny said simply.
Ginny and Harry saw Hermione tense up. "What about him?" Hermione asked.
"We think you two should talk," Harry said.
"There's nothing to talk about," Hermione replied quickly.
"Why not?" Ginny asked.
"Because," Hermione said. "It would lead to more complications. My life is complicated as it is. I don't need more."
"But... he misses you," Ginny said.
Hermione looked up at her, surprise reflected in her eyes. "He does?"
"Of course," Ginny said. "He's always locked up in their dorm, unless he's in class. Like right now. He's there and Ron usually doesn't like being inside. You know how he is."
Hermione sighed and looked away. "What do you want me to do? I don't have anything to say to him. I must've hurt him real bad with what I said."
"Did you mean it?" Harry asked.
"What?"
"Did you mean that you think it's a mistake?" Harry repeated.
"Harry--," Hermione began.
"Please, Hermione. I'm scared. Ron's never been like this," Ginny pleaded.
"I meant it," Hermione finally said. "I believe that it shouldn't have happened. Look where it brought us. Ron's my bestfriend and just because of a kiss..."
"It wasn't the kiss's fault," Ginny said, fighting the urge to giggle.
"And I believe you kissed him back, Hermione," Harry said, the corners of his mouth curling into a smile.
Hermione turned red. "So? That doesn't mean anything."
"Of course it means something. You, Hermione, would never just kiss a boy unless he meant something to you. And based from what I saw, Ron means a lot to you," Harry said triumphantly. "Am I right?" Hermione looked down and bit her lip. Harry leaned back in his chair, grinning and looked at Ginny, who was looking at him with a smile."Y
"Look, I don't see the point of this," Hermione said suddenly. "Yes, Ron means something to me. But so what? That doesn't say anything about us. It only says something about me. And as far as I know, a relationship doesn't work that way--not that I want a relationship with him. And as I told you before, Harry, I'm too busy to date."
"Hermione--," Ginny began.
"I have a lot of work to do. So, please, leave me alone," Hermione snapped.
Harry and Ginny stood up and left Hermione to work. As soon as they left, Hermione buried her face on her arms, thinking *What's happening to me?*
**
"Good morning!" Parvati chirped as she plopped down on Hermione's bed.
Hermione sat up slowly, rubbing her eyes and looking around. "What are you guys doing here?"
"We're waking you up," Lavender said.
Hermione laid back down again and yawned. "Don't you guys have anything better to do? Like paint your nails or something?"
"We've already done that," Parvati said, rolling her eyes. "Look it's 9:00 and you're still in bed."
"I don't care," Hermione said, burying her face on her pillow.
"Well, we do," Lavender said. "So wake up so we can have breakfast."
"I'm sure you guys can have breakfast without me," Hermione said.
"Hermione!" Parvati whined.
"Okay, okay," Hermione said, sitting up. "What do you guys want from me?"
"It's Sunday," Lavender informed her. "I thought we could go to Hogsmeade or something. It'll be fun, considering you haven't been there in a while."
"I've been busy with schoolwork," Hermione said.
"Exactly!" Lavender said, gesturing towards her. "I think you should rest from all that studying. That's why we're taking you to Hogsmeade with us."
"Alright," Hermione said, getting up to change her clothes. "But only because I want to go to the bookshop."
"Sure," Lavender and Parvati said together.
**
"Guys, I just don't see what's the point of going here," Ron said. "I'd rather be in--we're going in a bookshop? What for?"
"I want to go and look through some books," Ginny said cheerfully. "C'mon. How bad could it be?"
"Very bad," Ron answered.
"Oh, Ron, just try and enjoy it," Harry said, patting him on the back and going in after Ginny.
Ron grumbled, but went in the bookshop. He went to the very back of the shop and began looking around, pretending to be interested. He was walking around, when he decided to go out for a while. He turned around quickly and bumped into a girl, making the books she was holding fall down.
"Oh dear," the girl said.
"I'm really sorry," Ron began. "I--."
The girl looked up at her, a smile on her face. But as soon as she saw him, her smile disappeared and she looked away. "Ron, what are you doing here?"
"I... I was..." Ron stammered. He gathered her books.
"Don't bother," Hermione said. "I can manage." She stood up. "But thanks." She turned to leave, but was stopped by Ron.
"Hermione... c-can we talk? Just for a while," Ron said, hoping she'd agree. Hermione faced him. "I--I just... I'm--I mean... well... uh, I meant- -."
"Ron," Hermione said, fighting back a smile. "We're not going to get anywhere if you continue to stutter."
Ron turned a nice shade of crimson. Hermione looked at him and smiled. Ron looked so adorable when he's embarrassed. Hermione remembered all the good times she shared with him and began to miss him terribly. Then she remembered the kiss that they shared. She sighed.
"Hermione, what I'm trying to say is," he said, taking a step towards her, "I'm sorry." She looked up at him, straight to his eyes.
"What are you sorry for?" she asked, almost in a whisper.
"You mean, it's okay?" Ron asked, surprised.
"It depends on what you're saying sorry for," Hermione said.
"Well, I was going to say that I'm sorry for the kiss," Ron said, his ears turning red.
"Are you?" Hermione asked, searching his eyes.
Ron looked down and shook his head. "No."
"Then why are you apologizing?"
"Because look at what it did to us," Ron said. "Our friendship's on the edge."
Hermione closed her eyes for a moment when Ron mentioned their friendship. "Yeah." She opened her eyes and saw him gazing at her.
"But at least I found out..."
"Found out what?" Hermione asked.
"How a kiss from you could feel."
"And?" Hermione asked, suddenly interested.
"I cannot find the perfect word to describe it," Ron admitted.
"Try," Hermione insisted. They were almost being like their usual selves when they were with each other.
"Perfect."
"What?"
"The kiss was perfect," Ron clarified. At this, Hermione blushed and looked down.
"You don't mean that," Hermione said. "You're just saying that because--."
"No. I mean it," Ron said, touching her chin gently and raising her face to look at him.
Hermione held her breath as Ron's face slowly descended upon hers. *He's going to kiss me again!* Hermione thought, panicking a little. She was about to close her eyes when suddenly, Ron stepped back and moved away. Her eyes flew open. "What's wrong?"
"I just don't think we should do this," Ron said nervously. He wanted to, but he can't, knowing that Hermione might avoid him again.
"You're right," Hermione said, trying to hide the disappointment in her voice. No one said anything for a while. "I have to go."
Ey guys! I'm working on Chapter 11 right now. I posted chapters 8, 9, 10 all together because I'm starting school tomorrow and I don't know when I'll be able to update again. I hope it's soon, though, coz I'm going to miss writing stories and you guys... Thanks again for the reviews! Keep them coming coz it's not over yet...
Chapter 10
"Ron?" Harry said, looking around the dorm. He saw him lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling. It was Saturday, almost two weeks after Hermione said that it was a mistake. "Hey, why don't you go to Hogsmeade with me and Ginny?"
"I don't feel like going out," Ron said flatly.
"But--."
"I said no, Harry."
"You can't let this ruin your life. Maybe you should talk to Hermione and sort this thing out," Harry said. "It's been two weeks, Ron."
"I don't care. Just go and leave me here," Ron replied.
Harry sighed and went down to the common room, where Ginny was waiting. Harry shook his head at her. Ginny sighed.
"I wish there was something we can do for him. I feel really bad," Ginny said. "Maybe we should talk to Hermione. I wonder how she's doing."
"Are you sure?" Harry asked.
Ginny turned pink and looked back at Harry uncertainly. "I know I haven't been the nicest person to her, but I think she also feels bad with what happened. She's been avoiding you and Ron for the longest time. She must feel lonely."
Harry grinned at her. "Okay. Let's talk to her."
**
Hermione was on her way to the library, carrying her bag and books, when she heard someone calling her. She turned around and saw Harry with Ginny approaching her. Her eyebrows knitted in confusion.
"Hey," Harry said, almost breathless. "Where are you off to?"
"The library," Hermione answered. "What are you guys doing here?"
"We came to talk to you," Ginny said. Hermione looked back at them in disbelief. "Hermione, I'm sorry for all the things I said to you. It's just, Ron doesn't get that many good things in his life and--."
"It's okay," Hermione said softly. They went in the library and found a table. "What did you guys want to talk about?"
"Ron," Ginny said simply.
Ginny and Harry saw Hermione tense up. "What about him?" Hermione asked.
"We think you two should talk," Harry said.
"There's nothing to talk about," Hermione replied quickly.
"Why not?" Ginny asked.
"Because," Hermione said. "It would lead to more complications. My life is complicated as it is. I don't need more."
"But... he misses you," Ginny said.
Hermione looked up at her, surprise reflected in her eyes. "He does?"
"Of course," Ginny said. "He's always locked up in their dorm, unless he's in class. Like right now. He's there and Ron usually doesn't like being inside. You know how he is."
Hermione sighed and looked away. "What do you want me to do? I don't have anything to say to him. I must've hurt him real bad with what I said."
"Did you mean it?" Harry asked.
"What?"
"Did you mean that you think it's a mistake?" Harry repeated.
"Harry--," Hermione began.
"Please, Hermione. I'm scared. Ron's never been like this," Ginny pleaded.
"I meant it," Hermione finally said. "I believe that it shouldn't have happened. Look where it brought us. Ron's my bestfriend and just because of a kiss..."
"It wasn't the kiss's fault," Ginny said, fighting the urge to giggle.
"And I believe you kissed him back, Hermione," Harry said, the corners of his mouth curling into a smile.
Hermione turned red. "So? That doesn't mean anything."
"Of course it means something. You, Hermione, would never just kiss a boy unless he meant something to you. And based from what I saw, Ron means a lot to you," Harry said triumphantly. "Am I right?" Hermione looked down and bit her lip. Harry leaned back in his chair, grinning and looked at Ginny, who was looking at him with a smile."Y
"Look, I don't see the point of this," Hermione said suddenly. "Yes, Ron means something to me. But so what? That doesn't say anything about us. It only says something about me. And as far as I know, a relationship doesn't work that way--not that I want a relationship with him. And as I told you before, Harry, I'm too busy to date."
"Hermione--," Ginny began.
"I have a lot of work to do. So, please, leave me alone," Hermione snapped.
Harry and Ginny stood up and left Hermione to work. As soon as they left, Hermione buried her face on her arms, thinking *What's happening to me?*
**
"Good morning!" Parvati chirped as she plopped down on Hermione's bed.
Hermione sat up slowly, rubbing her eyes and looking around. "What are you guys doing here?"
"We're waking you up," Lavender said.
Hermione laid back down again and yawned. "Don't you guys have anything better to do? Like paint your nails or something?"
"We've already done that," Parvati said, rolling her eyes. "Look it's 9:00 and you're still in bed."
"I don't care," Hermione said, burying her face on her pillow.
"Well, we do," Lavender said. "So wake up so we can have breakfast."
"I'm sure you guys can have breakfast without me," Hermione said.
"Hermione!" Parvati whined.
"Okay, okay," Hermione said, sitting up. "What do you guys want from me?"
"It's Sunday," Lavender informed her. "I thought we could go to Hogsmeade or something. It'll be fun, considering you haven't been there in a while."
"I've been busy with schoolwork," Hermione said.
"Exactly!" Lavender said, gesturing towards her. "I think you should rest from all that studying. That's why we're taking you to Hogsmeade with us."
"Alright," Hermione said, getting up to change her clothes. "But only because I want to go to the bookshop."
"Sure," Lavender and Parvati said together.
**
"Guys, I just don't see what's the point of going here," Ron said. "I'd rather be in--we're going in a bookshop? What for?"
"I want to go and look through some books," Ginny said cheerfully. "C'mon. How bad could it be?"
"Very bad," Ron answered.
"Oh, Ron, just try and enjoy it," Harry said, patting him on the back and going in after Ginny.
Ron grumbled, but went in the bookshop. He went to the very back of the shop and began looking around, pretending to be interested. He was walking around, when he decided to go out for a while. He turned around quickly and bumped into a girl, making the books she was holding fall down.
"Oh dear," the girl said.
"I'm really sorry," Ron began. "I--."
The girl looked up at her, a smile on her face. But as soon as she saw him, her smile disappeared and she looked away. "Ron, what are you doing here?"
"I... I was..." Ron stammered. He gathered her books.
"Don't bother," Hermione said. "I can manage." She stood up. "But thanks." She turned to leave, but was stopped by Ron.
"Hermione... c-can we talk? Just for a while," Ron said, hoping she'd agree. Hermione faced him. "I--I just... I'm--I mean... well... uh, I meant- -."
"Ron," Hermione said, fighting back a smile. "We're not going to get anywhere if you continue to stutter."
Ron turned a nice shade of crimson. Hermione looked at him and smiled. Ron looked so adorable when he's embarrassed. Hermione remembered all the good times she shared with him and began to miss him terribly. Then she remembered the kiss that they shared. She sighed.
"Hermione, what I'm trying to say is," he said, taking a step towards her, "I'm sorry." She looked up at him, straight to his eyes.
"What are you sorry for?" she asked, almost in a whisper.
"You mean, it's okay?" Ron asked, surprised.
"It depends on what you're saying sorry for," Hermione said.
"Well, I was going to say that I'm sorry for the kiss," Ron said, his ears turning red.
"Are you?" Hermione asked, searching his eyes.
Ron looked down and shook his head. "No."
"Then why are you apologizing?"
"Because look at what it did to us," Ron said. "Our friendship's on the edge."
Hermione closed her eyes for a moment when Ron mentioned their friendship. "Yeah." She opened her eyes and saw him gazing at her.
"But at least I found out..."
"Found out what?" Hermione asked.
"How a kiss from you could feel."
"And?" Hermione asked, suddenly interested.
"I cannot find the perfect word to describe it," Ron admitted.
"Try," Hermione insisted. They were almost being like their usual selves when they were with each other.
"Perfect."
"What?"
"The kiss was perfect," Ron clarified. At this, Hermione blushed and looked down.
"You don't mean that," Hermione said. "You're just saying that because--."
"No. I mean it," Ron said, touching her chin gently and raising her face to look at him.
Hermione held her breath as Ron's face slowly descended upon hers. *He's going to kiss me again!* Hermione thought, panicking a little. She was about to close her eyes when suddenly, Ron stepped back and moved away. Her eyes flew open. "What's wrong?"
"I just don't think we should do this," Ron said nervously. He wanted to, but he can't, knowing that Hermione might avoid him again.
"You're right," Hermione said, trying to hide the disappointment in her voice. No one said anything for a while. "I have to go."
