Chapter Six
Harry and Ron were a bit on the awkward side the next morning. Harry tried to act normal as possible, laughing and making jokes, but Ron didn't respond like normal. Most laughs seemed forced or just downright fake.
As Hermionie went to Arithmancy, Harry and Ron went up to North Tower. Harry wasn't looking forward to this.
"What's wrong?" Harry asked abruptly. "Huh? What do you mean?" Ron asked. "Well," Harry didn't know why he had to explain to Ron, "You've been acting kind of weird lately, Ya know? Just, kind of, odd." "I'm fine Harry, really. If we don't hurry we're gonna be late." Ron changed the subject quickly and also quickened his step. Harry gave him a funny look, and just followed, the silence following the both of them.
The class was the same as always, Harry was to die next week, yet according to Professor Trewlawny; Harry was supposed to die yesterday. Harry and Ron were still awkwardly silent.
The two of them walking to Gryffindor Tower, finally talking about something. They were discussing Quidditch, which seemed to be the only subject Ron was comfortable with. Next they headed toward the Fat Lady, discussing Victor Krum.
"I can't believe he didn't catch the snitch in last weeks game against Ireland!" Ron said in disbelief. "Oh I know!" Harry said. The two of them set their books down on a table near the fire. Harry looked around, Where's Hermionie? He thought. Just as he thought this the portrait hole opened and Hermionie came bustling though with a ton of books.
"Let me help you with those." Harry said, walking over to her. She gave him a quizzical look, and handed him some books. They sat the books on the table along with their other stuff.
"What's all this about?" Harry asked. "Reading." She answered simply. "Oh! I thought you were gonna sit on them so you might be big enough to reach the table!" Harry said sarcastically. Hermionie was quite shorter than the boys. "Oh shut up," Hermionie said. "We're going to start studying!" "For What?!" Ron and Harry said together. "O.W.L.s! They're sneaking up on us boys!" she said. "OWLs are about 6 weeks away Hermionie! You've got to be kidding!" Ron said. Harry smiled. Guy's got a point. He thought. "Ron! We need to start now! Or well never get through all the subjects." Hermionie pointed out. "Well, can we put it off for, oh lets say, 5 weeks?" Ron added. "No!" Hermione said. "How about until tomorrow?" Ron asked. "But-" Hermionie started. "Want a game of chess Harry?" Ron asked, interrupting Hermionie. Harry looked and her, and tried not to laugh. "Sure Ron." He said. "Harry!" Hermionie said. "Come on Hermionie, one day wont kill us!" Harry said, smiling at her. "Oh, alright." As Harry and Ron played chess Hermionie organized the books in order of the exams.
Hermionie finished just as Harry's king was smashed to pieces.
"I don't think I'll ever win Ron." Harry said helping Ron put the game away. "Probably not." Ron smiled. They grabbed their potions stuff and headed for the dungeons.
Harry and Ron were a bit on the awkward side the next morning. Harry tried to act normal as possible, laughing and making jokes, but Ron didn't respond like normal. Most laughs seemed forced or just downright fake.
As Hermionie went to Arithmancy, Harry and Ron went up to North Tower. Harry wasn't looking forward to this.
"What's wrong?" Harry asked abruptly. "Huh? What do you mean?" Ron asked. "Well," Harry didn't know why he had to explain to Ron, "You've been acting kind of weird lately, Ya know? Just, kind of, odd." "I'm fine Harry, really. If we don't hurry we're gonna be late." Ron changed the subject quickly and also quickened his step. Harry gave him a funny look, and just followed, the silence following the both of them.
The class was the same as always, Harry was to die next week, yet according to Professor Trewlawny; Harry was supposed to die yesterday. Harry and Ron were still awkwardly silent.
The two of them walking to Gryffindor Tower, finally talking about something. They were discussing Quidditch, which seemed to be the only subject Ron was comfortable with. Next they headed toward the Fat Lady, discussing Victor Krum.
"I can't believe he didn't catch the snitch in last weeks game against Ireland!" Ron said in disbelief. "Oh I know!" Harry said. The two of them set their books down on a table near the fire. Harry looked around, Where's Hermionie? He thought. Just as he thought this the portrait hole opened and Hermionie came bustling though with a ton of books.
"Let me help you with those." Harry said, walking over to her. She gave him a quizzical look, and handed him some books. They sat the books on the table along with their other stuff.
"What's all this about?" Harry asked. "Reading." She answered simply. "Oh! I thought you were gonna sit on them so you might be big enough to reach the table!" Harry said sarcastically. Hermionie was quite shorter than the boys. "Oh shut up," Hermionie said. "We're going to start studying!" "For What?!" Ron and Harry said together. "O.W.L.s! They're sneaking up on us boys!" she said. "OWLs are about 6 weeks away Hermionie! You've got to be kidding!" Ron said. Harry smiled. Guy's got a point. He thought. "Ron! We need to start now! Or well never get through all the subjects." Hermionie pointed out. "Well, can we put it off for, oh lets say, 5 weeks?" Ron added. "No!" Hermione said. "How about until tomorrow?" Ron asked. "But-" Hermionie started. "Want a game of chess Harry?" Ron asked, interrupting Hermionie. Harry looked and her, and tried not to laugh. "Sure Ron." He said. "Harry!" Hermionie said. "Come on Hermionie, one day wont kill us!" Harry said, smiling at her. "Oh, alright." As Harry and Ron played chess Hermionie organized the books in order of the exams.
Hermionie finished just as Harry's king was smashed to pieces.
"I don't think I'll ever win Ron." Harry said helping Ron put the game away. "Probably not." Ron smiled. They grabbed their potions stuff and headed for the dungeons.