The Love of a Friend
Chapter Seven
I'm going to use this space to make a promotion for my newest story that I've started writing. I really think it is a generally better fic. then this one, because I have more passion about it. It's called L'Enfant Préoccupé . Severus sees something in Harry's mind during an Occlumency lesson that is potentially dangerous. Please read this story and let me know what you think of it!
Also, I have a short fic. called In the Moonlight it's only 280 words and I wrote it one night when I was kind of down. If you could review this very short little fic. for me, it would mean a great deal to me.
Thanks so much to all of you who have been taken the time to read The Love of a Friend, and inspire me with all of your wonderful reviews! I hope you will all continue reading this until I finish it. Thank you!
(I do not know if the links I've posted will take you directly to the stories, you may have to look in my profile for a link to them.)
~*~RoseRed~*~
Harry ran back to the common room fuming. All he could think about was Hermione's betrayal. He had always counted on her and looked to her for advice. Harry couldn't figure out why Hermione would be jealous. She had great grades, great looks, and a totally shaggable boyfriend! Harry began to pace up and down the common room floor when Draco ran into the common room, Hermione had given him their password.
"Harry Potter! What the hell good does it do to go pushing Mione just because of this! You could have seriously hurt her!"
"Yeah, but I didn't, did I?"
"Well, no, but you still had no right!" Draco shouted angrily.
"Draco..I..I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt her, I was just so mad. I wasn't thinking." The full impact of what Harry had done was hitting him. He realized that he had not only jeopardized his friendship, and any chance of talking about the situation, with Hermione, but he had also hurt his friendship with Draco. Harry had begun to care about Draco as he did any of his closest friends in the last year. Right now, he didn't care so much about fixing things with Hermione as he did with Draco. That was all he was thinking about as he slowly lowered his lips onto Draco's soft and pale, pink lips. He felt Draco pull back, and when he finally opened his eyes he saw that Draco was staring at him very intently.
"Draco, I'm so sorry." Harry said quietly, but it was to late, Draco had already left the room. Harry went up to his room, silent tears flowing slowly down his cheeks. He couldn't understand his own feelings. He did love Ron, but did he love him enough not to chase after Draco and confess everything to him?
As Harry sat down on his bed, he realized how he had screwed things up for himself, and for the three other people he cared the most about. Harry felt worthless. He felt as though no one would ever love him again. He didn't take the time to think about anything much longer as he transfigured his watch into a blade. He really didn't take the time to think about anything other then ending his pain as he slowly sliced the blade into his wrist. He didn't have to do the other one, the first cut was making enough blood.
After seeing Harry push Hermione, Ron seemed fixed in place. He had never known Harry to be violent towards his friends, not even when he was very angry. Ron couldn't decide whether or not to follow Harry up to the common room. He decided against it when he saw Draco start up the staircase towards their dormitories. He didn't want to get in the way of Draco's yelling. He had seen that enough times to know that it wasn't going to be pretty. Besides, Ron didn't really feel like Harry deserved his defending. Sure, what Hermione had done was awful, but it was no excuse for Harry to hurt her. If Harry could hurt a girl like Hermione, someone who had always watched over the pair of them, what trouble would he have hurting Ron?
When Ron finally did make his way down to supper, he ignored the whispers that once again began circling, and instead made his way over to Draco. He slid in beside him and whispered to him, "What did you say?"
"I don't want to talk about it, Ron, I'm sorry." Was the only reply that Harry could get out of him. He looked over towards the door for a sign of Harry but saw none. He did see Hermione walk in with a small bruise on her shoulder from Harry's violent act. Instead of avoiding Ron, she came over and sat down across the table from him.
"Ron, we need to talk. Can you come to the library with me?" Seeing him not look at her made her try even harder, "Please, it'll only take a moment."
"Alright, but it had better be quick." The pair made their way to the library. Hermione had to run to keep up with Ron's quick pace. When they arrived Ron headed over to a table, and sat down. Hermione went and took a chair across from him.
"Ron, I'm very sorry about what I did. At the time it seemed like a very great idea to me."
"Well, you can see now how great of an idea it turned out to be!"
"Ron, please hear me out! I did it because I'm lonely."
"What reason do you have to be lonely. Ever since 6th year when you developed a body you had almost every guy in this place wanting you! You could have your pick of any of them. Plus, you have Draco!"
"I know all of that, Ron, but you just don't understand!"
"I don't care to understand, in fact, I don't care to ever speak to you again. Now, excuse me, I have detention with Snape!" At that, he stood up and quickly left towards the dungeons. He didn't stay long enough to hear Hermione whisper, "I did it because I love you both."
I'm going to use this space to make a promotion for my newest story that I've started writing. I really think it is a generally better fic. then this one, because I have more passion about it. It's called L'Enfant Préoccupé . Severus sees something in Harry's mind during an Occlumency lesson that is potentially dangerous. Please read this story and let me know what you think of it!
Also, I have a short fic. called In the Moonlight it's only 280 words and I wrote it one night when I was kind of down. If you could review this very short little fic. for me, it would mean a great deal to me.
Thanks so much to all of you who have been taken the time to read The Love of a Friend, and inspire me with all of your wonderful reviews! I hope you will all continue reading this until I finish it. Thank you!
(I do not know if the links I've posted will take you directly to the stories, you may have to look in my profile for a link to them.)
~*~RoseRed~*~
Harry ran back to the common room fuming. All he could think about was Hermione's betrayal. He had always counted on her and looked to her for advice. Harry couldn't figure out why Hermione would be jealous. She had great grades, great looks, and a totally shaggable boyfriend! Harry began to pace up and down the common room floor when Draco ran into the common room, Hermione had given him their password.
"Harry Potter! What the hell good does it do to go pushing Mione just because of this! You could have seriously hurt her!"
"Yeah, but I didn't, did I?"
"Well, no, but you still had no right!" Draco shouted angrily.
"Draco..I..I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt her, I was just so mad. I wasn't thinking." The full impact of what Harry had done was hitting him. He realized that he had not only jeopardized his friendship, and any chance of talking about the situation, with Hermione, but he had also hurt his friendship with Draco. Harry had begun to care about Draco as he did any of his closest friends in the last year. Right now, he didn't care so much about fixing things with Hermione as he did with Draco. That was all he was thinking about as he slowly lowered his lips onto Draco's soft and pale, pink lips. He felt Draco pull back, and when he finally opened his eyes he saw that Draco was staring at him very intently.
"Draco, I'm so sorry." Harry said quietly, but it was to late, Draco had already left the room. Harry went up to his room, silent tears flowing slowly down his cheeks. He couldn't understand his own feelings. He did love Ron, but did he love him enough not to chase after Draco and confess everything to him?
As Harry sat down on his bed, he realized how he had screwed things up for himself, and for the three other people he cared the most about. Harry felt worthless. He felt as though no one would ever love him again. He didn't take the time to think about anything much longer as he transfigured his watch into a blade. He really didn't take the time to think about anything other then ending his pain as he slowly sliced the blade into his wrist. He didn't have to do the other one, the first cut was making enough blood.
After seeing Harry push Hermione, Ron seemed fixed in place. He had never known Harry to be violent towards his friends, not even when he was very angry. Ron couldn't decide whether or not to follow Harry up to the common room. He decided against it when he saw Draco start up the staircase towards their dormitories. He didn't want to get in the way of Draco's yelling. He had seen that enough times to know that it wasn't going to be pretty. Besides, Ron didn't really feel like Harry deserved his defending. Sure, what Hermione had done was awful, but it was no excuse for Harry to hurt her. If Harry could hurt a girl like Hermione, someone who had always watched over the pair of them, what trouble would he have hurting Ron?
When Ron finally did make his way down to supper, he ignored the whispers that once again began circling, and instead made his way over to Draco. He slid in beside him and whispered to him, "What did you say?"
"I don't want to talk about it, Ron, I'm sorry." Was the only reply that Harry could get out of him. He looked over towards the door for a sign of Harry but saw none. He did see Hermione walk in with a small bruise on her shoulder from Harry's violent act. Instead of avoiding Ron, she came over and sat down across the table from him.
"Ron, we need to talk. Can you come to the library with me?" Seeing him not look at her made her try even harder, "Please, it'll only take a moment."
"Alright, but it had better be quick." The pair made their way to the library. Hermione had to run to keep up with Ron's quick pace. When they arrived Ron headed over to a table, and sat down. Hermione went and took a chair across from him.
"Ron, I'm very sorry about what I did. At the time it seemed like a very great idea to me."
"Well, you can see now how great of an idea it turned out to be!"
"Ron, please hear me out! I did it because I'm lonely."
"What reason do you have to be lonely. Ever since 6th year when you developed a body you had almost every guy in this place wanting you! You could have your pick of any of them. Plus, you have Draco!"
"I know all of that, Ron, but you just don't understand!"
"I don't care to understand, in fact, I don't care to ever speak to you again. Now, excuse me, I have detention with Snape!" At that, he stood up and quickly left towards the dungeons. He didn't stay long enough to hear Hermione whisper, "I did it because I love you both."
