Love and Loyalty
Chapter 3
The next morning Harry found Ron eating breakfast in the Great Hall. He was sitting away from the other students, which wasn't hard considering most had already left for the Christmas holidays. He sat down across from Ron who was finding the cereal in his bowl too interesting at the moment to look up at Harry. Harry knew Ron was trying to avoid the question he had dodged last night. "So what were you dreaming about?"
"It was nothing," said Ron side stepping the question.
"Look, Ron. I'm your friend. Whatever you dreamt, it obviously upset you. You know you can talk to me about it."
Ron just gave a slight shake of his head.
Before Harry could say another word, Ginny joined them. "Hullo." She would have rather have taken a seat next to Harry, but something held her back and instead she sat down next to her brother.
"Hi, Ginny," said Harry with a smile which caused Ginny to turn slightly pink.
But Ginny had other things on her mind as she looked up at Harry and asked, "Harry, I forgot to get some pumpkin juice. Would you mind getting me a glass?"
Harry nodded and left Ginny and Ron seated at the table. She turned to Ron. With Harry out of the way, it would give her a moment to speak to Ron in private. "So are you going to tell me what that was all about last night?"
Ron's temper, which had been kept in check around his best friend, flared out more easily at his sister. "Why does everyone keep bugging me about it! It's nothing! It was just a stupid dream! And everything's alright isn't it!" The last sentence wasn't a question.
"Well I'm sorry, Ron," said Ginny quietly with tears in her eyes. "I'm your sister and I thought you might need someone to talk to." Ginny got up and walked out of the Great Hall, her food completely untouched.
Ron watched her go feeling very stupid. He should have called out to her, told her to come back. He should have apologized. He just...every time he thought about the dream, and his reaction to it, he felt heartily embarrassed. He didn't want to talk about the dream because it would lead to other questions and other feelings that right now he didn't want to think about....
"Where did Ginny go?" asked Harry, confused and holding a glass of pumpkin juice.
"Dunno," said Ron startled by his reappearance. He had been too lost in his own thoughts. "Well I've gotta go. See ya later, Harry." Ron quickly gathered up a few books he had brought with him and quickly left.
Harry just stared after Ron and hoped that, whatever was bothering him, he'd tell someone about it soon.
Chapter 3
The next morning Harry found Ron eating breakfast in the Great Hall. He was sitting away from the other students, which wasn't hard considering most had already left for the Christmas holidays. He sat down across from Ron who was finding the cereal in his bowl too interesting at the moment to look up at Harry. Harry knew Ron was trying to avoid the question he had dodged last night. "So what were you dreaming about?"
"It was nothing," said Ron side stepping the question.
"Look, Ron. I'm your friend. Whatever you dreamt, it obviously upset you. You know you can talk to me about it."
Ron just gave a slight shake of his head.
Before Harry could say another word, Ginny joined them. "Hullo." She would have rather have taken a seat next to Harry, but something held her back and instead she sat down next to her brother.
"Hi, Ginny," said Harry with a smile which caused Ginny to turn slightly pink.
But Ginny had other things on her mind as she looked up at Harry and asked, "Harry, I forgot to get some pumpkin juice. Would you mind getting me a glass?"
Harry nodded and left Ginny and Ron seated at the table. She turned to Ron. With Harry out of the way, it would give her a moment to speak to Ron in private. "So are you going to tell me what that was all about last night?"
Ron's temper, which had been kept in check around his best friend, flared out more easily at his sister. "Why does everyone keep bugging me about it! It's nothing! It was just a stupid dream! And everything's alright isn't it!" The last sentence wasn't a question.
"Well I'm sorry, Ron," said Ginny quietly with tears in her eyes. "I'm your sister and I thought you might need someone to talk to." Ginny got up and walked out of the Great Hall, her food completely untouched.
Ron watched her go feeling very stupid. He should have called out to her, told her to come back. He should have apologized. He just...every time he thought about the dream, and his reaction to it, he felt heartily embarrassed. He didn't want to talk about the dream because it would lead to other questions and other feelings that right now he didn't want to think about....
"Where did Ginny go?" asked Harry, confused and holding a glass of pumpkin juice.
"Dunno," said Ron startled by his reappearance. He had been too lost in his own thoughts. "Well I've gotta go. See ya later, Harry." Ron quickly gathered up a few books he had brought with him and quickly left.
Harry just stared after Ron and hoped that, whatever was bothering him, he'd tell someone about it soon.
