Chp. 4 Playing with emotions

"What happened with Hermione last night? She went crazy." Harry asked Ron while finishing up a game of wizards chess. "I don't know what happened to her. I think her and Draco may have something going on." Ron thought about what he had just said. "Nah." Both of them said at the same time. "Morning boys." It was Hermione. She was acting as if nothing ever happened. Both of them stood up when she walked in the room. "Good morning." They said. She yawned loudly. "I'm very hungry. I think I'll go to breakfast. Would you like to join me?" Hermione said, in a happy tone. Harry was looking at her as if he was confused yet angry and then he spoke. "Hermione, do you even remember what happened last night? You were with Malfoy, and you acted like you never wanted to talk to us again." Hermione was well aware of what happened last night. "I remember. But it was nothing........I was just........" but Ron interrupted her. "Nothing? NOTHING? Hermione, you were with MALFOY and you SLAPPED me." Ron pointed to a large red hand print on his face. Ron saw Hermione look at it with a surprised look on her face. "I didn't mean it Ron, I'm sorry, I was......" but once again she was cut off. " And the worst part about it was I was just about tell you I was in LOVE with you!!!!!" Everyone in the room turned around, all of them looking quite surprised. Ron was frozen. He couldn't believe he just told her. Hermione was just about to say something, but Ron ran off, down to the great hall. He was to embarrassed to stick around. "Ron, wait, please!" Hermione followed him. Well there goes my chances, thought Harry.

Harry didn't go to breakfast, lunch, or dinner for 3 reasons:

1.) Because he knew people would be asking him about the whole Ron loving Hermione incident that occurred that morning.

2.) Because he thought they needed to talk and

3.) Because truthfully, he hated seeing them together. He feels like he could strangle Ron so he could have Hermione to himself.

Harry decided that he would avoid both of them for the rest of the day. He knew if he saw them together, he would burst. Around dinner time, Harry heard a knock on the dormitory door. "Harry?" It was a girl, but Harry couldn't tell which one. "Harry it's Hermione." Oh no. She's going to have Ron with her and they're going to tell me that they're dating, Harry thought. "Harry, we need to talk. I haven't seen you at all today. And you haven't eaten anything! Please, come out." Hermione was getting angry now. "Alright Harry, open up, or else I'm coming in there!" Harry didn't listen. And then he heard the door open. "HERMIONE!!! You can't be in here! Get out!" Harry shouted at her, but she didn't listen. "I told you." She said. "Look Harry, I know this morning was weird since you found out about Ron but......." Harry mumbled something "iknew." Hermione couldn't here him. "What? You have to speak louder Harry." Harry repeated it in a clearer voice. " I knew." Hermione wasn't surprised. She had a feeling he knew something. "Oh." Hermione said quietly. "Well, just to update you, me and Ron are a "thing"." Hermione announced. I knew it, I knew it, I knew it, Harry thought. "But I don't really want him." Hermione whispered into Harry's ear. I didn't know THAT, Harry thought happily. He gulped and then asked her quietly, "Who DO you want?" Hermione whispered something back. "I think you know who."

That entire week, Hermione and Harry did the same routine every night. They would meet in one of their dormitories, or wherever they happened to be, and go at it for an hour or two. But in the day time, they both played their role. Hermione was the innocent girlfriend and Harry was the trusted best friend. It still beat both of them how Ron could be so clueless. Not only were they very bad actors, but they had been walked in on 3 times, but no one ever said anything. Anytime Harry and Hermione could, they would leave and meet up in the broom closest. Harry constantly suggested that they tell Ron about them, but Hermione always reminded him, "Ron would swear never to speak to one of us again, unless he killed us already."

Harry and Hermione decided to meet up in a empty classroom one night. They were kissing, when they heard a load noise behind a set of desks. "Who's there?" Harry shouted. "What if it's Ron?!?!" Hermione whispered, sounding worried. "No. He's completely clueless about us." Harry said, trying to sound convincing, but Hermione heard the nervousness in his voice. "Are you sure about that, Potter?" Somebody said from behind the desks. Harry knew that voice. "Malfoy?! But....how did you........" But Draco cut him off. "Oh believe me, Potter. For people with intelligence such as mine, it is quite obvious about what's going on with you two." Harry was fuming. He was shouting very loudly now. "What are you going to do about it, Malfoy? You can't get a teacher because your breaking rules, too!" Malfoy knew he was right. But he had a better idea. "Ah yes, Potter, your correct. But there is one person I can tell.........I think you have an idea who."

Hermione finally spoke. "Please, Draco. You can't tell Ron. He'll put a death curse on us! He won't speak to us for the rest of his life!" Draco knew this. "Well, maybe it isn't such a bad idea to tell him. I've never seen a curse death be performed." Harry mumbled something, "Why does that surprise me?" But right as Draco was about to respond, Hermione spoke. "Please, Draco. I'll do anything." Draco thought about this. "Anything?" Hermione gave a big gulp and nodded a yes. "Hermione?!" Harry said, with much surprise in his voice. "Hush, fool. I'm thinking." Draco shouted. Harry knew better than to respond. Draco finally responded. "Alright than, Granger. Meet me here at 11 pm tomorrow." Hermione nodded and Draco left the room to leave both of them thinking what he was going to do with Hermione the next night.