Hermione's PoV

Chapter eleven- Of *course* I don't!

It took me a while to catch up with Ron- he was walking really fast. I don't have a clue where he was going- I think he was just walking to get away. 'Yeah, you'd better run', I thought, starting to run myself. I kept yelling his name, but he was completely ignoring me, which was only serving to make me angrier, so when I did finally catch up with him what I did wasn't exactly civilised.

I reached up, grabbed him by the neck of his robes, and pushed him into the empty Charms classroom, slamming the door behind me. Ron turned to face me, looking above my head, his ears the reddest I've ever seen them. I noticed his hands were bunched up in fists, which made me even *more* angry with the little *******.

"What was that all about?" I tried to ask calmly- in fact my voice was getting steadily higher and higher. Ron stayed silent, still staring at the wall.

I let out a roar of frustration, feeling like I could rip my hair out. Ron still ignored me. "Ron, I mean it, if you don't tell me what's going on right now, I'll hex you from here to the Quidditch pitch!" I yelled.

Ron still just stared at the wall.

"RON!!!" I screamed so loudly that he jumped a bit. He looked at me for a moment, as if he was going to say something, but then looked back at the wall again, his mouth firmly shut.

I threw my hands up in the air. "I've had enough of this! Ever since last year, Viktor's been nothing but nice to you, and you insist on treating him like dirt! God almighty Ron, just what is your problem? I've really tried, but you just carry on, exactly the same, and then today you try to *attack* him? Why? What the hell has he ever done to you? Huh?"

Throughout my long, (and very loud) speech, Ron's cheeks were getting redder and redder, from what I assumed was embarrassment. However, when suddenly he seemed to snap and started to shout back, I realised it was in fact anger. (Silly me).

"You don't know anything Hermione!" He yelled. "You think you're so smart but you're missing what's right under you bloody nose!" By now his face had gone completely red.

Wow. Anger, bubbling up through ears. Steam about to gush out. Fists, I want to punch- no, get a grip Hermione! I told myself firmly, as I stood staring at Ron. There was a moment's silence, and then when I spoke, I was pleased to find my voice sounded calm. (Sounded).

"What are you talking about?" I asked coldly.

Ron looked at me for a minute in silence, and I could almost see the fury in his eyes. It was actually quite frightening. Then, he took a deep breath and said, his voice shaking, "That slimeball is cheating on you."

I'm ashamed to say that, for a second, I almost believed him. But then that little thing called common sense kicked in. Oh yeah, the anger too.

"You're unbelievable." I said, shaking my head.

Ron looked at me. "Excuse me?" He asked, as if he had trouble hearing.

My fists were clenched again. "You heard me." I said, trying to keep my voice down and failing miserably. "I can't believe you would do this. I don't know why you don't like Viktor, but there's no excuse for what you just said! How could you?" I screeched.

Ron seemed to get the anger thing back again- he was redder than ever before. "Why the hell would I make this up?" He yelled.

"I don't know!" I bellowed. "I don't know anything about you anymore Ron! And after what you just said, I don't think I want to."

For a moment, I thought I saw hurt in Ron's face, but then he started yelling again;

"Oh yeah? Well, I'm not the one who can't accept the truth! Viktor Krum is nothing but a two-timing no good prick! He's-"

"He's not!" I screamed. "You don't know him!"

"Neither do you! Not the real him- he's playing you for a fool Hermione!" He yelled back.

"He'd-"

"You even fall for the 'Herm-own-ninny' thing!"

"He's Bulgarian! He can't pronounce my name!"

"Really, well, my *cousins* are *Bulgarian* and they can say it just fine!" He roared. "You lap it up! 'Here Herm-own-ninny'" He put on a really high voice that made my blood boil. "Ah, isn't he sweet, he can't say Hermione! Awww, he's such a nice person, he-"

SMACK!

I couldn't listen to him for a moment longer. I slapped him round the face with all the strength I could muster. There was a silence, and a slapping noise reverberated round the room. Ron was now silent, and on his cheek were four finger marks where I'd hit him. They stood out white against his red face, thought the colours were quickly swapping around.

There was still silence. Ron was looking at the wall- his head still in the same position as when I hit him. I watched, as he seemed to be doing some serious thinking. Then, nodding slightly, he turned back to me, his face back to its normal colour.

"So," He said, calmly and quietly, "you don't believe me?" He asked. It was more a statement than a question.

"Of *course* I don't." I said vehemently.

Ron nodded again, a slight smile on his face that didn't touch his eyes. "OK." He said, in the same tone of voice. "Have a nice life together."

And he stepped round me, opened the door and left without another word. I stood there for a couple of minutes, feeling so angry that I could scream. I did.

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Dear Dairy, It's hard to write and walk at the same time, but I just wanted to say- blimey, what the hell is that? It sounds like someone's yelling, I can't make out words- hang on. Oh God- Ron just stormed past me, looking ballistic. Then I saw Hermione looking almost as angry, going to the library. Bet it was them yelling. Oh, here comes Peeves, see ya! Love Ginny xxx
The deep, dark, sometimes-sarcastic thoughts of Harry Potter:

I can hear muffled yelling all the way back here, and that's not a good sign. Better make sure I've got some ice to throw over Ron- I've got a feeling he'll be pretty red when I see him next. Vicky's cleared off. Good things to, the *******. How the hell has he got away with it? Maybe I should ask them lot.
Thanks to all my reviewers, and I'm sorry this took so long. It may take a while to finish this story, but it will definitely be done by 21st June, I swear! Only 59 days to go!