*****Disclaimer:: Sometimes I wish I were J.K. Rowling.*****
A/N:: I know, the quotes in the last chapter are really messed up, but I'm trying to fix it. I hope this chapter's not like that, but if it is, ill try to fix it. Thanks to lilaznpinky525 again. I'm going to start another fic soon, so read it when I do. Ok, I'll shut up now.
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Harry's eyes snapped open. He looked around, wondering where he was. Almost immediately, he recognized it as the Hospital wing, having been there at least once every single year at Hogwarts. Stiffly he tried sitting up. The pain was horrible. His whole body felt like it was being kicked repeatedly. Then, Harry heard a voice.
"Do you remember what happened?" Ron's voice said.
"Not a thing," Harry felt himself say. His jaw didn't want to move.
"Me neither." Ron wasn't moving anything except his jaw. Harry turned, only to experience the worst pain he had ever felt in his life (and that's saying a lot, considering he's a magnet to danger). Harry took a deep breath through his teeth.
"Maybe that's a good thing," Harry said, turning stiffly to see Cho and Hermione, asleep or passed out on the beds next to his.
"Harry?" Ron tried sitting up, but Harry could sympathize with the pain.
"Mmm?" Harry felt a lump in his throat, remembering why he was there to begin with. He tried to block that thought from his head, but it kept coming back. Ron was going out with Cho.
"Sorry I think I sort of knocked you out." Ron said.
"It's ok, sorry for knocking you out." Harry replied.
"Forget it. Sorry for asking Cho out." Ron said, and Harry's blood boiled. He had to forgive him, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.
"Mmmm." Harry decided that was the best response.
"Is that an 'I forgive you'? Or a 'You just cost yourself more pain, Bucko.'?" Someone said. They both turned, painfully, to see that it was Hermione. Harry decided he wouldn't answer. "Harry? Harry?"
"Hmm" Harry said. He was so tired, but he still had the energy to imagine Ron asking Cho out. He remembered himself yelling at Ron. It seemed so long ago, but it was only that morning. Why hadn't Ron said something when Harry told him and Hermione to leave, to ask Cho. "I hate you, Ron." Harry mumbled, the drifted off to sleep.
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"Yes! He distinctly said, 'I hate you Ron' and then went to sleep!"
"No he didn't."
Harry's eyes snapped open. Cho and Hermione were sitting on Ron's bed. Cho was saying, "I feel so guilty!"
"With good reason!" Hermione snapped. She caught an eye of Harry. Then turned back to Cho and Ron and said, "He's awake, He's awake." In a voice she thought Harry couldn't hear.
"I might be stupid and injured, but I'm not deaf." He mumbled back. Looking at his watch, he saw it was 10:00 at night. Hermione turned to face him.
"You're not stupid. Here, let me help you get up." Hermione raced over to his bedside. Harry scowled at her.
"I don't need your help." This actually wasn't so much of a lie. He felt much better than he did. "I don't want to get up. And I did happen to say that I hate Ron. I have reasons." Harry looked at Cho, who was suddenly very interested in her feet. He didn't want to say anything about Ron asking Cho out with her right there. Hermione bit her lip.
"Of course you have reasons. We all know those reasons. But the thing is, you two have to make it so there aren't anymore reasons!" She said.
"I should go." Cho said, getting up with a grimace from pain.
"No!" Ron said, holding up his hand. He wanted her to stay so they couldn't talk about her. The guilt was too much to take anyway. Cho sat back down, biting her lip. Harry snorted.
"You don't want her to go so that you don't have to argue about her." Harry mumbled.
Ron wanted to prove him wrong, so without hesitation, he said, "Ok, you can go." He knew this was a very stupid thing to do, but with the same grimace from pain on, she walked out the door, limping. Harry realized for the first time that his arm was in a sling.
"It's your fault we're sitting here." Harry whispered
"I know!" Ron's ears turned red. "Don't you think I know that? Isn't that obvious?"
"But we missed classes yesterday. We missed Potions!" Hermione chimed in, for once suggesting to them the positives of missing classes.
"I'd rather have 50 detentions with Snape than listen to this selfish idiot ramble on. Plus, I'm feeling a lot better. Hungry, but better." Harry shoved himself painfully off the bed. He realized he was still in his Hogwarts Robes instead of bedclothes, but then realized that he had probably been knocked out and they couldn't get bedclothes on him. This of course was better, because he could just walk out. He went to the only place he could think of going, the common room.
Everyone there had black eyes, cut lips, signs that they had a bloody nose. They cheered when Harry entered the room. He plopped down in one of the empty chairs and told everyone about Ron and his little spat they had in the Hospital wing. Fred and George told the all the first years that left in the middle of it a tale of a long bloody battle in which Dumbledore had given them all swords, and they fought until there were only Gryiffindor students left. Harry forced a laugh. Ginny sat down in a chair next to him.
"I held Ron back, you know." She said, poking a bruise on her arm, just to feel pain, "He almost kicked me. I had to do it. He was going to hurt you. I've never seen him like that before." Sudden realization made Harry think deeply.
"Thanks, Ginny." Harry looked at her. She seemed very glad to at least get him to talk; a thing everyone had tried that night but even the twins couldn't do. "Do you know how long Ron has liked Cho?" Ginny seemed surprised at this question, but never the less realized this would be all that Harry talked about for a long time. She thought the least she could do was help him cope with it.
"No, but I know that he asked her to Hogsmeade sometime, like, six months ago, but she said no. He said she said she was waiting for you to ask her." Ginny looked back at Harry, who was looking intently at the floor near the fireplace, taking in every word.
"Ginny do you think that maybe Ron like Cho before I even noticed her?" Harry found this extremely hard to get out.
"Oh my gosh, Harry you're right!" Ginny had an excited voice. "It all makes sense! He seemed all happy on the days that Cho was there. And wait! Remember that day that Cho got full blast of that hex Malfoy used on Lavender?" Harry nodded as Ginny went on, thinking out loud rather than talking to Harry "That's the same day Ron got 50 points off Gryifindor by himself, cut Charms, and went to bed at 6:30!"
"How do you know?" Harry asked, just as excited as Ginny.
"It was Neville's birthday!" Ginny screeched.
Neville looked over, "What about me?" Ginny explained the whole thing. The whole common room got involved!
"Yeah," said Katie Bell, who's actually been quite good friends with Cho, "and remember in his third year, when Ron lost his rat? He was unhappy for a while, but then he saw me pull out Cho's test that had slipped in my bag by accident. It had a good grade on it and then, Ron wasn't depressed!" She finished, to the satisfied nods and the random 'yeah' from the people.
"But why didn't he tell us?" Fred asked.
"Because of you."
"Because of Harry."
"The embarrassment!"
"Why didn't we notice it before?" Parvati chirped.
"No one ever thought of it! Only Harry likes Cho, that's what we thought!"
Harry listened for a minute, then happily said, "This changes everything! I'm going to the..." Lavender cut him off.
"Wait a minute." She looked angry, "You all have your opinions, it's my turn. You had a right to be angry with Ron, Harry. I'm not taking that away from you. Ron did horrible things to you. But not as bad as what he did to me." Everyone leaned closer. "Ron downright lied to me. Remember Saturday? I asked Ron if he would kindly escort me around Hogsmeade, but he turned down this invitation, not by telling me the truth, but with a cock and bull story."
"Wait! Yes, he did I remember that! He also lied to me about it!" Harry said, deep in thought.
"Yeah, me too!" Several voices popped up.
"Hang on, Hang on." Neville's voice popped back up. "Harry, I have to tell you something. Look, the day we went to Hogsmeade, that night, Ron told me the biggest lie of them all. Harry, Ron stole your Invisibility cloak." Gasps came from all over. "He snuck out, but luckily I was awake. I met him in the common room. He didn't notice me, but when he did, he got really nervous, and said that he was going to the library, and then he left, but now that I see it, who goes to the library at 3 in the morning?"
"But Ron still liked Cho long before Harry!"
"He lied to me too!"
"HANG ON!!!" Ginny was standing on the chair. She got down and looked at Harry. "Are you mad at Ron?"
A/N:: Ha ha another cliffhanger! I had to make this chapter long because it had to go somewhere. I'll try to come out with the next one soon. Review please please please! Buh bye!
A/N:: I know, the quotes in the last chapter are really messed up, but I'm trying to fix it. I hope this chapter's not like that, but if it is, ill try to fix it. Thanks to lilaznpinky525 again. I'm going to start another fic soon, so read it when I do. Ok, I'll shut up now.
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Harry's eyes snapped open. He looked around, wondering where he was. Almost immediately, he recognized it as the Hospital wing, having been there at least once every single year at Hogwarts. Stiffly he tried sitting up. The pain was horrible. His whole body felt like it was being kicked repeatedly. Then, Harry heard a voice.
"Do you remember what happened?" Ron's voice said.
"Not a thing," Harry felt himself say. His jaw didn't want to move.
"Me neither." Ron wasn't moving anything except his jaw. Harry turned, only to experience the worst pain he had ever felt in his life (and that's saying a lot, considering he's a magnet to danger). Harry took a deep breath through his teeth.
"Maybe that's a good thing," Harry said, turning stiffly to see Cho and Hermione, asleep or passed out on the beds next to his.
"Harry?" Ron tried sitting up, but Harry could sympathize with the pain.
"Mmm?" Harry felt a lump in his throat, remembering why he was there to begin with. He tried to block that thought from his head, but it kept coming back. Ron was going out with Cho.
"Sorry I think I sort of knocked you out." Ron said.
"It's ok, sorry for knocking you out." Harry replied.
"Forget it. Sorry for asking Cho out." Ron said, and Harry's blood boiled. He had to forgive him, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.
"Mmmm." Harry decided that was the best response.
"Is that an 'I forgive you'? Or a 'You just cost yourself more pain, Bucko.'?" Someone said. They both turned, painfully, to see that it was Hermione. Harry decided he wouldn't answer. "Harry? Harry?"
"Hmm" Harry said. He was so tired, but he still had the energy to imagine Ron asking Cho out. He remembered himself yelling at Ron. It seemed so long ago, but it was only that morning. Why hadn't Ron said something when Harry told him and Hermione to leave, to ask Cho. "I hate you, Ron." Harry mumbled, the drifted off to sleep.
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"Yes! He distinctly said, 'I hate you Ron' and then went to sleep!"
"No he didn't."
Harry's eyes snapped open. Cho and Hermione were sitting on Ron's bed. Cho was saying, "I feel so guilty!"
"With good reason!" Hermione snapped. She caught an eye of Harry. Then turned back to Cho and Ron and said, "He's awake, He's awake." In a voice she thought Harry couldn't hear.
"I might be stupid and injured, but I'm not deaf." He mumbled back. Looking at his watch, he saw it was 10:00 at night. Hermione turned to face him.
"You're not stupid. Here, let me help you get up." Hermione raced over to his bedside. Harry scowled at her.
"I don't need your help." This actually wasn't so much of a lie. He felt much better than he did. "I don't want to get up. And I did happen to say that I hate Ron. I have reasons." Harry looked at Cho, who was suddenly very interested in her feet. He didn't want to say anything about Ron asking Cho out with her right there. Hermione bit her lip.
"Of course you have reasons. We all know those reasons. But the thing is, you two have to make it so there aren't anymore reasons!" She said.
"I should go." Cho said, getting up with a grimace from pain.
"No!" Ron said, holding up his hand. He wanted her to stay so they couldn't talk about her. The guilt was too much to take anyway. Cho sat back down, biting her lip. Harry snorted.
"You don't want her to go so that you don't have to argue about her." Harry mumbled.
Ron wanted to prove him wrong, so without hesitation, he said, "Ok, you can go." He knew this was a very stupid thing to do, but with the same grimace from pain on, she walked out the door, limping. Harry realized for the first time that his arm was in a sling.
"It's your fault we're sitting here." Harry whispered
"I know!" Ron's ears turned red. "Don't you think I know that? Isn't that obvious?"
"But we missed classes yesterday. We missed Potions!" Hermione chimed in, for once suggesting to them the positives of missing classes.
"I'd rather have 50 detentions with Snape than listen to this selfish idiot ramble on. Plus, I'm feeling a lot better. Hungry, but better." Harry shoved himself painfully off the bed. He realized he was still in his Hogwarts Robes instead of bedclothes, but then realized that he had probably been knocked out and they couldn't get bedclothes on him. This of course was better, because he could just walk out. He went to the only place he could think of going, the common room.
Everyone there had black eyes, cut lips, signs that they had a bloody nose. They cheered when Harry entered the room. He plopped down in one of the empty chairs and told everyone about Ron and his little spat they had in the Hospital wing. Fred and George told the all the first years that left in the middle of it a tale of a long bloody battle in which Dumbledore had given them all swords, and they fought until there were only Gryiffindor students left. Harry forced a laugh. Ginny sat down in a chair next to him.
"I held Ron back, you know." She said, poking a bruise on her arm, just to feel pain, "He almost kicked me. I had to do it. He was going to hurt you. I've never seen him like that before." Sudden realization made Harry think deeply.
"Thanks, Ginny." Harry looked at her. She seemed very glad to at least get him to talk; a thing everyone had tried that night but even the twins couldn't do. "Do you know how long Ron has liked Cho?" Ginny seemed surprised at this question, but never the less realized this would be all that Harry talked about for a long time. She thought the least she could do was help him cope with it.
"No, but I know that he asked her to Hogsmeade sometime, like, six months ago, but she said no. He said she said she was waiting for you to ask her." Ginny looked back at Harry, who was looking intently at the floor near the fireplace, taking in every word.
"Ginny do you think that maybe Ron like Cho before I even noticed her?" Harry found this extremely hard to get out.
"Oh my gosh, Harry you're right!" Ginny had an excited voice. "It all makes sense! He seemed all happy on the days that Cho was there. And wait! Remember that day that Cho got full blast of that hex Malfoy used on Lavender?" Harry nodded as Ginny went on, thinking out loud rather than talking to Harry "That's the same day Ron got 50 points off Gryifindor by himself, cut Charms, and went to bed at 6:30!"
"How do you know?" Harry asked, just as excited as Ginny.
"It was Neville's birthday!" Ginny screeched.
Neville looked over, "What about me?" Ginny explained the whole thing. The whole common room got involved!
"Yeah," said Katie Bell, who's actually been quite good friends with Cho, "and remember in his third year, when Ron lost his rat? He was unhappy for a while, but then he saw me pull out Cho's test that had slipped in my bag by accident. It had a good grade on it and then, Ron wasn't depressed!" She finished, to the satisfied nods and the random 'yeah' from the people.
"But why didn't he tell us?" Fred asked.
"Because of you."
"Because of Harry."
"The embarrassment!"
"Why didn't we notice it before?" Parvati chirped.
"No one ever thought of it! Only Harry likes Cho, that's what we thought!"
Harry listened for a minute, then happily said, "This changes everything! I'm going to the..." Lavender cut him off.
"Wait a minute." She looked angry, "You all have your opinions, it's my turn. You had a right to be angry with Ron, Harry. I'm not taking that away from you. Ron did horrible things to you. But not as bad as what he did to me." Everyone leaned closer. "Ron downright lied to me. Remember Saturday? I asked Ron if he would kindly escort me around Hogsmeade, but he turned down this invitation, not by telling me the truth, but with a cock and bull story."
"Wait! Yes, he did I remember that! He also lied to me about it!" Harry said, deep in thought.
"Yeah, me too!" Several voices popped up.
"Hang on, Hang on." Neville's voice popped back up. "Harry, I have to tell you something. Look, the day we went to Hogsmeade, that night, Ron told me the biggest lie of them all. Harry, Ron stole your Invisibility cloak." Gasps came from all over. "He snuck out, but luckily I was awake. I met him in the common room. He didn't notice me, but when he did, he got really nervous, and said that he was going to the library, and then he left, but now that I see it, who goes to the library at 3 in the morning?"
"But Ron still liked Cho long before Harry!"
"He lied to me too!"
"HANG ON!!!" Ginny was standing on the chair. She got down and looked at Harry. "Are you mad at Ron?"
A/N:: Ha ha another cliffhanger! I had to make this chapter long because it had to go somewhere. I'll try to come out with the next one soon. Review please please please! Buh bye!