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Chapter Six
'Hi Ron, what are you doing?' she asked as she spotted him writing a letter. She couldn't believe how nervous she felt being alone with Ron in his bedroom. She had almost not walked in, feeling scared and finding it hard to control her breathing.
'Ummm, uuhhhh, nothing just writing a letter,' Ron mumbled as he shoved the letter in the nearest drawer he could find. The last thing he needed was for Hermione to see the letter he'd been struggling to write for the past hour. He found it hard to look her in face, but also wanting to desperately, he thought about how much he wanted to kiss her.
'Oh, who to?' she asked as she noticed him quickly slipping the letter away.
'Oh, just this girl I like,' Ron mumbled finding that he was unable to lie to Hermione, but immediately regretting saying that as he saw Hermione's face fall.
'This girl you like? Why didn't you tell me earlier? Do I know her?' Hermione asked, now feeling thoroughly depressed and badly wanting to cry. Ron liked another girl, whoever she was, and she had hoped, even felt that Ron was in love with her. How could she have been so wrong, she thought.
'I can't tell you now, but you'll know when I'm giving the letter,' Ron said with a smile as he told her this, hoping she would work out that it was her he was so desperately in love with. He noticed how sad she looked, how it looked as if tears were welling up in her eyes and began wondering why she was so upset.
'I'll see you later Ron,' Hermione said suddenly, not wanting Ron to see her cry, to see how much it was hurting her that the person she was so in love with was in love with someone but her.
'Wait Hermione, what's wrong? You look really upset. Has something happened?' Ron asked now utterly confused why she could be so sad, when he had just hinted to her he was in love with her.
'Nothings wrong with me,' Hermione whispered, but the tear rolling down her cheek betraying her, how so badly she hadn't wanted to break down in front of Ron, her Ron, not some girls she didn't know.
'Hermione, why are you crying. Please tell me what's wrong?' Ron pleaded, sounding distressed, but unsure whether to hug Hermione or not.
'Honestly Ron there's absolutely nothing wrong, look I better go. I'll see you later,' Hermione said, running out of Ron's room. Ron just sat at his desk, still trying to work out what had just happened.
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She regretted walking into Ron's room when her head had told her not to, but for once she had decided to follow her heart. She thought about how stupid she had been, how she had looked into things so deeply that had happened between them. How she had spent hours analysing everything that had occurred between them and used it as evidence in her own mind to convince herself that Ron was indeed in love with her. She ran into Ginny's room and was grateful the room was empty. She threw herself onto the bed and just cried and cried into the pillow. She beat the mattress with her hands, with the tears rolling down her cheeks, seemingly endless. She felt pain inside her, she found it hard to breathe, found it hard to live. How could she have been so foolish? Suddenly she heard a knock on her door, and felt it was best to pretend that the room was empty. But the knocking continued and she recognised the voice as Harry's when he was asking for Ginny to open the door. She quickly wiped her tears away and tried to smile.
'Hey Harry, come in,' Hermione said, trying to speak in her normal voice, but finding her voice was faltering ever more with every word she said.
'Hi Hermione, where's Ginny?' he asked, but noticing suddenly she had been crying, added 'Hermione, what's the matter?'
'Nothing Harry, what would be wrong with me?' she asked in reply, hoping he would drop the subject.
'Hermione, why have you been crying?' Harry asked with real concern in his voice.
'Harry I've already told you there's nothing wrong. First Ron and now you. Anyway why were you looking for Ginny?' Hermione asked, hoping to change the subject to something less sensitive.
'I'll tell you if you promise to tell me why you've been crying,' Harry said.
She thought about this and decided that in the end Harry would find out one way or another why she had been crying.
'Ok then, but you first,' she said, trying to smile.
Harry wasn't sure if he should tell Hermione something he had only worked out for himself a few days ago, but felt he had to tell someone. Also he thought he could ask her for advice on how to tell Ginny that he thought he was falling in love with her.
'I'll tell you but you have to promise me you won't tell Ron, he would absolutely kill me if he knew,' Harry said.
'Ok, ok I promise but I think I know what your going to say,' she said.
'Well I was looking for Ginny because I wanted to speak to her. Hermione I can't stop thinking about her. I can't stop staring at her.'
'Yeah I noticed,' Hermione said laughing.
'I mean she's Ron's younger sister. I can't fall in love with her. He would kill me if he ever found out. But I find I can't help myself. So I came to speak to her, to see how she feels about me. I mean I know she used to have a crush on me, but I don't how she feels about me now,' Harry said, looking down at the carpet, feeling his cheeks heat up.
'I kind of worked out you liked Ginny, with the constant staring and smiling. But it's good Harry that your willing to admit your feelings for the girl you like,' she said bitterly.
'Yeah well, suddenly I don't feel so confident. I don't think I could speak to her about all this,' he said. 'Anyway now you have to tell me why you were crying.'
'It was nothing really, nothing important anyway.'
'Hermione you promised, so out with it. I've kept my half of the bargain, now tell me why you were crying,' Harry demanded.
'Ok then. The reason I was crying was because I walked in on Ron writing a love letter to this girl he likes. I mean he won't even tell me who she is,' Hermione said, with tears again welling in her eyes. 'Harry, I really thought he was in love with me. I can't believe I was being so stupid. I can't believe I thought he thought of me as more than a friend, when all along he's falling in love with this other girl.' she whispered, finding her voice was failing her again.
Harry couldn't believe what he was hearing but at the same time finding it hard not to laugh. He thought how Hermione had no doubt misunderstood the whole situation and was getting distressed over nothing. He was just about to tell her that perhaps the letter by Ron was being written to her, but at that moment Ginny walked in looking as beautiful as ever in Harry's eyes. Hermione was smiling when she saw how flustered and embarrassed both Ginny and Harry had become as soon as their eyes had met.
'Hi Harry,' Ginny mumbled, feeling Harry's eyes on her.
'Hi Ginny,' Harry said, finding he couldn't take his eyes off her. He looked at her face intently, now knowing that indeed she was the girl who had captured his heart. He felt he had her face memorised, knowing every detail. But suddenly he felt very nervous. He knew Hermione would leave them alone, but he wasn't sure he could handle the situation.
'Anyways I'm going off for a walk. I've got a lot to think about. I would ask if you two want to come along, but for some reason I've got this feeling you'd rather be alone,' Hermione said as she began walking towards the door.
When she reached Ginny she whispered into her ear the words, 'All your dreams are about to come true.'
She walked out the room, singing out 'Harry and Ginny, sitting up a tree, K I S S I N G……' causing both of them not to know where to look.
Chapter Seven
Ron had decided he needed to find Hermione and at least find out why she had suddenly become so visibly upset. He still didn't understand why she had suddenly run out of his room. He decided he would start by looking around the house, she was probably in the sitting room he thought, no doubt curled up with A History of Hogwarts. He walked into the room and found that Hermione wasn't there, or not to be found anywhere in the house. He decided he would check the garden next, to see if she had decided to take a walk and there he saw her, sitting under a tree, looking deep in thought. As he walked closer towards her, he saw that she had again been crying. He felt extremely nervous just being near Hermione, let alone talking to her or even comforting her. He still felt butterflies in his stomach each time he saw her. However, he decided he would at least ask her if she was ok. She noticed him walking towards her and quickly wiped away the tears that had been running down her face. She was just thinking about who this girl was that had captured Ron's heart.
'Hi Hermione, are you ok?' he asked tentatively. He looked at her and thought how beautiful she looked. He thought about all the things that he loved about her and how everything in his eyes was perfect about her.
'Oh hi Ron, yeah I'm ok,' she replied, feeling butterflies in her stomach for the hundredth time since she had arrived at the Burrow, when Ron sat down next to her. She didn't feel she had the courage to look him in the eyes though she desperately wanted to.
'So, ummm Hermione, how comes you walked out from my room crying?' he asked cautiously, noticing she had turned her face away from him as soon as he had asked her this. He couldn't understand why she was being like this. He needed to know why she was being like this. He was waiting for a reply but when none came, he decided he would press her for an answer. He found that it upset himself when he saw Hermione this upset.
'Hermione, what's the matter?' he asked again, but she was starting to get up.
He pulled her down by grabbing her hand, and she was sat next to him again. She wanted to leave, she wanted to be anywhere but here, she wanted to do anything but to tell Ron what the matter was.
'Hermione, why won't you look at me? I mean, is it me? Have I done something to upset you?' he pleaded, desperate to know what the matter was.
She tried to look at him, but that made her feel even more upset. She could hardly believe the situation she had put herself in. She suddenly noticed that Ron hadn't let go of her hand and he must have also noticed at the same time, causing him to let go immediately. She looked at him and he looked red and embarrassed. She couldn't understand his reaction, surely he thought of her just as a friend. Why would he get embarrassed by holding her hand?
'Ron, look its nothing OK,' she quietly said, and just looked straight ahead towards the Weasley's house.
'Well it must be something, seeing as you get so upset,' he countered back, smiling at her.
'Well its nothing to do with you anyway, I mean, why do you always have to interfere in everything to do with my life?' she said spitefully, immediately regretting saying that last sentence as she saw Ron's face crumple. He suddenly looked very upset and hurt. She thought how normally he would say something in return, hurl some sort of abuse at her. But this time he just walked away without saying another word. She wanted to apologise to him, wanted to stop him and tell him she hadn't meant that last sentence. But she found herself unable to follow him. She saw him look at her one last time before he entered the house.
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The silence between them for the past five minute had been extremely awkward for both of them since Hermione had left the room. Each wanted to say a hundred things at the same time but found that neither had the courage to say one of those things. Harry thought about how he had fantasised about saying so many things to Ginny, how he had thought of the perfect way of telling her his deepest secret, yet now that the time had come his mind had gone blank. Harry couldn't believe he was going to tell Ginny how he felt about her. He looked at her again and found her eyes were on him. He locked his eyes on hers and felt so wonderful just looking at her. She suddenly looked away, her face almost as red as her head.
'Ginny, I just…' Harry started.
'Harry…' Ginny began.
They both laughed, having both tried to end the silence at the same time.
'Sorry, you go first,' Ginny said, smiling at Harry.
Great he thought, why couldn't I have said that before her. He didn't know quite what to say. He was unsure of where to look, what to do but felt within himself he had to at least tell her what he felt for her.
'Ummm, well the thing is, I don't know quite how to say this,' he said, unable to look Ginny in the face but somehow finding the nerve to slip his hand in hers, and entwine his fingers with hers. She now had the courage to look him straight in the face, causing him to feel even more dread.
'Harry, just say what you want to say,' Ginny pleaded, trying desperately not to scream with delight at knowing that Harry Potter was going to confess his undying love for her, well something close nevertheless.
'The thing is Ginny, well what I'm trying to say is, I think I'm falling…' Harry had began nervously when suddenly just at that moment Ron walked into the room, looking slightly worried.
'Hey guys, you haven't seen Hermione by any chance, have you?' Ron asked totally ignorant of the situation with Ginny looking at Ron with total disgust.
She quickly let Harry's hand go. She couldn't believe that Ron had chosen to walk in at that precise moment, a moment she had been waiting for over four years ruined by her brother. Ron looked at both Harry and Ginny, suddenly realising that they were both alone in the room, with a hundred different thoughts and feelings going through his head. It suddenly dawned on him that perhaps Hermione had been right and that Harry, his best friend, had a crush on his baby sister.
'Hey, what you guys doing?' he asked thinking the worst. 'You weren't doing anything, were you?'
'No Ron, what does that mean? We were just talking,' Harry replied hot-headedly, mentally cursing his best friend for ruining his chance with Ginny. He thought that this was perhaps payback for all the times that he had relentlessly teased Ron and Hermione about their love lives.
'Oh just go away Ron,' Ginny yelled suddenly, taking both Harry and Ron by surprise.
'Why, what's going on between you and Harry?' Ron shouted back, his face going red.
'How the hell is it any of your business?' Ginny shrieked, raising her voice once again.
'You know, I'm not stupid. I can see what's going on. You better leave Ginny alone Harry, otherwise there's gonna be trouble,' Ron said, looking angry.
'Look I'm going outside. I've had enough of this. Ginny I'll speak to you later,' he said with his best smile possible, with Ron glaring at him. 'And Ron, grow up,' he added before leaving the room.
'Great, you big prat, you made leave him leave the room. Why can't you just get lost? Go on, just leave the room,' Ginny said with tears forming in her eyes, her voice fading.
'Fine,' he said as he left the room, feeling slightly guilty that he'd upset his sister so much. He couldn't understand why Harry had to fall for his younger sister when there were so many girls out there dying to go out with him. He suddenly felt lonely, realising that Harry and Ginny were not happy with him and that Hermione was upset over something he didn't have a clue about. He carried on looking for her. This day was turning out to be a nightmare for him and for reasons he didn't fully even understand.
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Chapter Six
'Hi Ron, what are you doing?' she asked as she spotted him writing a letter. She couldn't believe how nervous she felt being alone with Ron in his bedroom. She had almost not walked in, feeling scared and finding it hard to control her breathing.
'Ummm, uuhhhh, nothing just writing a letter,' Ron mumbled as he shoved the letter in the nearest drawer he could find. The last thing he needed was for Hermione to see the letter he'd been struggling to write for the past hour. He found it hard to look her in face, but also wanting to desperately, he thought about how much he wanted to kiss her.
'Oh, who to?' she asked as she noticed him quickly slipping the letter away.
'Oh, just this girl I like,' Ron mumbled finding that he was unable to lie to Hermione, but immediately regretting saying that as he saw Hermione's face fall.
'This girl you like? Why didn't you tell me earlier? Do I know her?' Hermione asked, now feeling thoroughly depressed and badly wanting to cry. Ron liked another girl, whoever she was, and she had hoped, even felt that Ron was in love with her. How could she have been so wrong, she thought.
'I can't tell you now, but you'll know when I'm giving the letter,' Ron said with a smile as he told her this, hoping she would work out that it was her he was so desperately in love with. He noticed how sad she looked, how it looked as if tears were welling up in her eyes and began wondering why she was so upset.
'I'll see you later Ron,' Hermione said suddenly, not wanting Ron to see her cry, to see how much it was hurting her that the person she was so in love with was in love with someone but her.
'Wait Hermione, what's wrong? You look really upset. Has something happened?' Ron asked now utterly confused why she could be so sad, when he had just hinted to her he was in love with her.
'Nothings wrong with me,' Hermione whispered, but the tear rolling down her cheek betraying her, how so badly she hadn't wanted to break down in front of Ron, her Ron, not some girls she didn't know.
'Hermione, why are you crying. Please tell me what's wrong?' Ron pleaded, sounding distressed, but unsure whether to hug Hermione or not.
'Honestly Ron there's absolutely nothing wrong, look I better go. I'll see you later,' Hermione said, running out of Ron's room. Ron just sat at his desk, still trying to work out what had just happened.
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She regretted walking into Ron's room when her head had told her not to, but for once she had decided to follow her heart. She thought about how stupid she had been, how she had looked into things so deeply that had happened between them. How she had spent hours analysing everything that had occurred between them and used it as evidence in her own mind to convince herself that Ron was indeed in love with her. She ran into Ginny's room and was grateful the room was empty. She threw herself onto the bed and just cried and cried into the pillow. She beat the mattress with her hands, with the tears rolling down her cheeks, seemingly endless. She felt pain inside her, she found it hard to breathe, found it hard to live. How could she have been so foolish? Suddenly she heard a knock on her door, and felt it was best to pretend that the room was empty. But the knocking continued and she recognised the voice as Harry's when he was asking for Ginny to open the door. She quickly wiped her tears away and tried to smile.
'Hey Harry, come in,' Hermione said, trying to speak in her normal voice, but finding her voice was faltering ever more with every word she said.
'Hi Hermione, where's Ginny?' he asked, but noticing suddenly she had been crying, added 'Hermione, what's the matter?'
'Nothing Harry, what would be wrong with me?' she asked in reply, hoping he would drop the subject.
'Hermione, why have you been crying?' Harry asked with real concern in his voice.
'Harry I've already told you there's nothing wrong. First Ron and now you. Anyway why were you looking for Ginny?' Hermione asked, hoping to change the subject to something less sensitive.
'I'll tell you if you promise to tell me why you've been crying,' Harry said.
She thought about this and decided that in the end Harry would find out one way or another why she had been crying.
'Ok then, but you first,' she said, trying to smile.
Harry wasn't sure if he should tell Hermione something he had only worked out for himself a few days ago, but felt he had to tell someone. Also he thought he could ask her for advice on how to tell Ginny that he thought he was falling in love with her.
'I'll tell you but you have to promise me you won't tell Ron, he would absolutely kill me if he knew,' Harry said.
'Ok, ok I promise but I think I know what your going to say,' she said.
'Well I was looking for Ginny because I wanted to speak to her. Hermione I can't stop thinking about her. I can't stop staring at her.'
'Yeah I noticed,' Hermione said laughing.
'I mean she's Ron's younger sister. I can't fall in love with her. He would kill me if he ever found out. But I find I can't help myself. So I came to speak to her, to see how she feels about me. I mean I know she used to have a crush on me, but I don't how she feels about me now,' Harry said, looking down at the carpet, feeling his cheeks heat up.
'I kind of worked out you liked Ginny, with the constant staring and smiling. But it's good Harry that your willing to admit your feelings for the girl you like,' she said bitterly.
'Yeah well, suddenly I don't feel so confident. I don't think I could speak to her about all this,' he said. 'Anyway now you have to tell me why you were crying.'
'It was nothing really, nothing important anyway.'
'Hermione you promised, so out with it. I've kept my half of the bargain, now tell me why you were crying,' Harry demanded.
'Ok then. The reason I was crying was because I walked in on Ron writing a love letter to this girl he likes. I mean he won't even tell me who she is,' Hermione said, with tears again welling in her eyes. 'Harry, I really thought he was in love with me. I can't believe I was being so stupid. I can't believe I thought he thought of me as more than a friend, when all along he's falling in love with this other girl.' she whispered, finding her voice was failing her again.
Harry couldn't believe what he was hearing but at the same time finding it hard not to laugh. He thought how Hermione had no doubt misunderstood the whole situation and was getting distressed over nothing. He was just about to tell her that perhaps the letter by Ron was being written to her, but at that moment Ginny walked in looking as beautiful as ever in Harry's eyes. Hermione was smiling when she saw how flustered and embarrassed both Ginny and Harry had become as soon as their eyes had met.
'Hi Harry,' Ginny mumbled, feeling Harry's eyes on her.
'Hi Ginny,' Harry said, finding he couldn't take his eyes off her. He looked at her face intently, now knowing that indeed she was the girl who had captured his heart. He felt he had her face memorised, knowing every detail. But suddenly he felt very nervous. He knew Hermione would leave them alone, but he wasn't sure he could handle the situation.
'Anyways I'm going off for a walk. I've got a lot to think about. I would ask if you two want to come along, but for some reason I've got this feeling you'd rather be alone,' Hermione said as she began walking towards the door.
When she reached Ginny she whispered into her ear the words, 'All your dreams are about to come true.'
She walked out the room, singing out 'Harry and Ginny, sitting up a tree, K I S S I N G……' causing both of them not to know where to look.
Chapter Seven
Ron had decided he needed to find Hermione and at least find out why she had suddenly become so visibly upset. He still didn't understand why she had suddenly run out of his room. He decided he would start by looking around the house, she was probably in the sitting room he thought, no doubt curled up with A History of Hogwarts. He walked into the room and found that Hermione wasn't there, or not to be found anywhere in the house. He decided he would check the garden next, to see if she had decided to take a walk and there he saw her, sitting under a tree, looking deep in thought. As he walked closer towards her, he saw that she had again been crying. He felt extremely nervous just being near Hermione, let alone talking to her or even comforting her. He still felt butterflies in his stomach each time he saw her. However, he decided he would at least ask her if she was ok. She noticed him walking towards her and quickly wiped away the tears that had been running down her face. She was just thinking about who this girl was that had captured Ron's heart.
'Hi Hermione, are you ok?' he asked tentatively. He looked at her and thought how beautiful she looked. He thought about all the things that he loved about her and how everything in his eyes was perfect about her.
'Oh hi Ron, yeah I'm ok,' she replied, feeling butterflies in her stomach for the hundredth time since she had arrived at the Burrow, when Ron sat down next to her. She didn't feel she had the courage to look him in the eyes though she desperately wanted to.
'So, ummm Hermione, how comes you walked out from my room crying?' he asked cautiously, noticing she had turned her face away from him as soon as he had asked her this. He couldn't understand why she was being like this. He needed to know why she was being like this. He was waiting for a reply but when none came, he decided he would press her for an answer. He found that it upset himself when he saw Hermione this upset.
'Hermione, what's the matter?' he asked again, but she was starting to get up.
He pulled her down by grabbing her hand, and she was sat next to him again. She wanted to leave, she wanted to be anywhere but here, she wanted to do anything but to tell Ron what the matter was.
'Hermione, why won't you look at me? I mean, is it me? Have I done something to upset you?' he pleaded, desperate to know what the matter was.
She tried to look at him, but that made her feel even more upset. She could hardly believe the situation she had put herself in. She suddenly noticed that Ron hadn't let go of her hand and he must have also noticed at the same time, causing him to let go immediately. She looked at him and he looked red and embarrassed. She couldn't understand his reaction, surely he thought of her just as a friend. Why would he get embarrassed by holding her hand?
'Ron, look its nothing OK,' she quietly said, and just looked straight ahead towards the Weasley's house.
'Well it must be something, seeing as you get so upset,' he countered back, smiling at her.
'Well its nothing to do with you anyway, I mean, why do you always have to interfere in everything to do with my life?' she said spitefully, immediately regretting saying that last sentence as she saw Ron's face crumple. He suddenly looked very upset and hurt. She thought how normally he would say something in return, hurl some sort of abuse at her. But this time he just walked away without saying another word. She wanted to apologise to him, wanted to stop him and tell him she hadn't meant that last sentence. But she found herself unable to follow him. She saw him look at her one last time before he entered the house.
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The silence between them for the past five minute had been extremely awkward for both of them since Hermione had left the room. Each wanted to say a hundred things at the same time but found that neither had the courage to say one of those things. Harry thought about how he had fantasised about saying so many things to Ginny, how he had thought of the perfect way of telling her his deepest secret, yet now that the time had come his mind had gone blank. Harry couldn't believe he was going to tell Ginny how he felt about her. He looked at her again and found her eyes were on him. He locked his eyes on hers and felt so wonderful just looking at her. She suddenly looked away, her face almost as red as her head.
'Ginny, I just…' Harry started.
'Harry…' Ginny began.
They both laughed, having both tried to end the silence at the same time.
'Sorry, you go first,' Ginny said, smiling at Harry.
Great he thought, why couldn't I have said that before her. He didn't know quite what to say. He was unsure of where to look, what to do but felt within himself he had to at least tell her what he felt for her.
'Ummm, well the thing is, I don't know quite how to say this,' he said, unable to look Ginny in the face but somehow finding the nerve to slip his hand in hers, and entwine his fingers with hers. She now had the courage to look him straight in the face, causing him to feel even more dread.
'Harry, just say what you want to say,' Ginny pleaded, trying desperately not to scream with delight at knowing that Harry Potter was going to confess his undying love for her, well something close nevertheless.
'The thing is Ginny, well what I'm trying to say is, I think I'm falling…' Harry had began nervously when suddenly just at that moment Ron walked into the room, looking slightly worried.
'Hey guys, you haven't seen Hermione by any chance, have you?' Ron asked totally ignorant of the situation with Ginny looking at Ron with total disgust.
She quickly let Harry's hand go. She couldn't believe that Ron had chosen to walk in at that precise moment, a moment she had been waiting for over four years ruined by her brother. Ron looked at both Harry and Ginny, suddenly realising that they were both alone in the room, with a hundred different thoughts and feelings going through his head. It suddenly dawned on him that perhaps Hermione had been right and that Harry, his best friend, had a crush on his baby sister.
'Hey, what you guys doing?' he asked thinking the worst. 'You weren't doing anything, were you?'
'No Ron, what does that mean? We were just talking,' Harry replied hot-headedly, mentally cursing his best friend for ruining his chance with Ginny. He thought that this was perhaps payback for all the times that he had relentlessly teased Ron and Hermione about their love lives.
'Oh just go away Ron,' Ginny yelled suddenly, taking both Harry and Ron by surprise.
'Why, what's going on between you and Harry?' Ron shouted back, his face going red.
'How the hell is it any of your business?' Ginny shrieked, raising her voice once again.
'You know, I'm not stupid. I can see what's going on. You better leave Ginny alone Harry, otherwise there's gonna be trouble,' Ron said, looking angry.
'Look I'm going outside. I've had enough of this. Ginny I'll speak to you later,' he said with his best smile possible, with Ron glaring at him. 'And Ron, grow up,' he added before leaving the room.
'Great, you big prat, you made leave him leave the room. Why can't you just get lost? Go on, just leave the room,' Ginny said with tears forming in her eyes, her voice fading.
'Fine,' he said as he left the room, feeling slightly guilty that he'd upset his sister so much. He couldn't understand why Harry had to fall for his younger sister when there were so many girls out there dying to go out with him. He suddenly felt lonely, realising that Harry and Ginny were not happy with him and that Hermione was upset over something he didn't have a clue about. He carried on looking for her. This day was turning out to be a nightmare for him and for reasons he didn't fully even understand.
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