disclaimer: same ol' same ol' ain't mine. i know.. cry me a river. deal.
33 Sarah short chapters. but there's two =)
"Hermione?" Ginny asked, testing the waters, sitting gently on her friend's bed. The figure beside her's body was shaking and it's head was in it's hands. Ginny rubbed her back gently. "Hermione.. What's the matter." "Your brother is such a.." She blubbered, "prat sometimes, you know that?" "Yeah, that's what brothers are..." She said, holding back a smile. "Listen, what's the matter with you two. I know you normally fight, but you're at eachother's throats more often than not lately. Come on, Hermione, you can tell me..." "Nothing's the matter. I'm fine. Ron and I are fine. We're still... FRIENDS." Ginny sighed heavily. "And that's not what you want.. Is it?" Hermione dodged Ginny's question. "You wouldn't happen to know where my Arithmacy book is? I need to study."
"You just got back from the library!" Ginny exclaimed. "Studying soothes my soul." Ginny snorted. "You're joking, right?" "Uhh... No?" Hermione replied seriously, wiping tears from her eyes. "Oh, I knew that..." Ginny said brushing a strand of her fiery red hair out of her face. "Well, I'll see you later." Hermione stood up, finding her Arithmacy book right beside her. She was on her way to the library. "Provided you come back before I'm asleep." Hermione faked a cough. "Yeah, like you're not going to roam the halls with Harry again, eh?" Ginny blushed furiously. "Err..." She stammered. "Thought so." Hermione nodded and left. "RON WILL YOU QUIT IT!?" Harry screamed in the middle of the night. Ron was banging his head against the wall. "You could atleast do us a favor and do a silencer charm or something." "You know I'm no good with Charms. It's Hermi--" Ron stopped before the rest of her name rolled off his tounge. "Whatever." Ron stood up and started for the common room. "Where are you going?" Harry exclaimed. "Harry, shut up and let him go so we can sleep." Seamus groaned rolling over, and fell off his four-poster bed. Harry chuckled. "Okay, Good night." There was a murmur of agreeance around the room.
Ron plopped down in a comfy chair near the fire which had yet to burn out. "What to do, what to do.." He heard a murmur coming into the room behind the Fat Lady's portrait. Great, he thought, All I need at the moment is to talk to HER. Hermione entered the room and let out a yelp of surprise. "RON? What are you doing up?" "I couldn't sleep." He groaned, rolling his eyes at Hermione's bossy tone. It didn't phase him anymore. "Oh.." She murmured and he turned around to face the fire again. "Um.. Hermione?" He asked turning around suddenly as she began to scale the stairs to her dormitory. "Yeah..?" "Can I talk to you for a moment?" She studied his face then agreed. He looked troubled. "What's the matter?" She asked and sat down beside him. He looked at her. "Err.. I don't know how to say this.." He stumbled through his words. "Alright. I'll just put it this way. I thought that I liked someone but that person doesn't like me and we don't get along too well. So I was telling this to Harry and he said that he thought that they liked me and I was too afraid to ask them. And then this girl transferred over from America and she's really nice and pretty. I like her, but only as a friend. She said she liked me and I don't know what to do." He blushed. He never thought he'd see the day when he could talk about his love life to Hermione... and actually tell her his feelings for her, but she'd never know. Hermione looked down at her feet. Ron liked someone... Someone liked Ron.. Other than her. Great. "What house is she in?" "Ravenclaw.. But she's really nice and everything.." "I mean, the one you like. I know the girl that likes you.. Erin... Erin... Sutter? Something like that. She's the only student that's transferred over to Hogwarts in ages. She really nice, I know that..." She frowned. "Oh.. um.." He decided against telling her. "I can't really tell you." "Oh. Okay." She looked at him, nervously. Why did he have to tell her about his feelings for some other girl. How it crushed her heart so much. Her pain cut through her. "What's the matter Hermione? What should I do?" "It's easy. Either you tell the girl who you like that you like her and explain to Erin that you don't like her... or you might get stuck with Erin."
"Hermione?" Ginny asked, testing the waters, sitting gently on her friend's bed. The figure beside her's body was shaking and it's head was in it's hands. Ginny rubbed her back gently. "Hermione.. What's the matter." "Your brother is such a.." She blubbered, "prat sometimes, you know that?" "Yeah, that's what brothers are..." She said, holding back a smile. "Listen, what's the matter with you two. I know you normally fight, but you're at eachother's throats more often than not lately. Come on, Hermione, you can tell me..." "Nothing's the matter. I'm fine. Ron and I are fine. We're still... FRIENDS." Ginny sighed heavily. "And that's not what you want.. Is it?" Hermione dodged Ginny's question. "You wouldn't happen to know where my Arithmacy book is? I need to study."
"You just got back from the library!" Ginny exclaimed. "Studying soothes my soul." Ginny snorted. "You're joking, right?" "Uhh... No?" Hermione replied seriously, wiping tears from her eyes. "Oh, I knew that..." Ginny said brushing a strand of her fiery red hair out of her face. "Well, I'll see you later." Hermione stood up, finding her Arithmacy book right beside her. She was on her way to the library. "Provided you come back before I'm asleep." Hermione faked a cough. "Yeah, like you're not going to roam the halls with Harry again, eh?" Ginny blushed furiously. "Err..." She stammered. "Thought so." Hermione nodded and left. "RON WILL YOU QUIT IT!?" Harry screamed in the middle of the night. Ron was banging his head against the wall. "You could atleast do us a favor and do a silencer charm or something." "You know I'm no good with Charms. It's Hermi--" Ron stopped before the rest of her name rolled off his tounge. "Whatever." Ron stood up and started for the common room. "Where are you going?" Harry exclaimed. "Harry, shut up and let him go so we can sleep." Seamus groaned rolling over, and fell off his four-poster bed. Harry chuckled. "Okay, Good night." There was a murmur of agreeance around the room.
Ron plopped down in a comfy chair near the fire which had yet to burn out. "What to do, what to do.." He heard a murmur coming into the room behind the Fat Lady's portrait. Great, he thought, All I need at the moment is to talk to HER. Hermione entered the room and let out a yelp of surprise. "RON? What are you doing up?" "I couldn't sleep." He groaned, rolling his eyes at Hermione's bossy tone. It didn't phase him anymore. "Oh.." She murmured and he turned around to face the fire again. "Um.. Hermione?" He asked turning around suddenly as she began to scale the stairs to her dormitory. "Yeah..?" "Can I talk to you for a moment?" She studied his face then agreed. He looked troubled. "What's the matter?" She asked and sat down beside him. He looked at her. "Err.. I don't know how to say this.." He stumbled through his words. "Alright. I'll just put it this way. I thought that I liked someone but that person doesn't like me and we don't get along too well. So I was telling this to Harry and he said that he thought that they liked me and I was too afraid to ask them. And then this girl transferred over from America and she's really nice and pretty. I like her, but only as a friend. She said she liked me and I don't know what to do." He blushed. He never thought he'd see the day when he could talk about his love life to Hermione... and actually tell her his feelings for her, but she'd never know. Hermione looked down at her feet. Ron liked someone... Someone liked Ron.. Other than her. Great. "What house is she in?" "Ravenclaw.. But she's really nice and everything.." "I mean, the one you like. I know the girl that likes you.. Erin... Erin... Sutter? Something like that. She's the only student that's transferred over to Hogwarts in ages. She really nice, I know that..." She frowned. "Oh.. um.." He decided against telling her. "I can't really tell you." "Oh. Okay." She looked at him, nervously. Why did he have to tell her about his feelings for some other girl. How it crushed her heart so much. Her pain cut through her. "What's the matter Hermione? What should I do?" "It's easy. Either you tell the girl who you like that you like her and explain to Erin that you don't like her... or you might get stuck with Erin."