Cupidz Moft
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Chapter 5-The Loyal Friends
Harry looked back at Hermione, and watched as she went up the stairs into the Head Boy/Girl's common rooms. He went back into the Great Hall, looking at Ron ferociously biting into a dark, crimsy colored chicken leg. How did he eat so much with so little profit? Harry sat next to Ron, grabbing some apple pie as he watched one of his best friends eat.
"Ron?" he asked.
"Yea, 'arry?" said an overstuffed-mouth Ron.
"Don't you think you're being a little rough with Hermione?" he said slowly.
"Wah?"
Harry repeated his last phrase, with more emphasis and speaking a little louder.
"HARRY! You're on that mudblood's side?"
"RON! You know that's not nice!"
"Harry, my mother got RAPED because of her drunk FATHER!" he shouted. Almost everyone in the Great Hall could hear Ron's screaming.
"Ron, do you really believe that he RAPED her? Maybe they were really having a secret relationship!" he said.
"Haryr, just because you like her doesn't mean you have to take her side. What about us, man? Aren't we mates?"
"Why, yes, Ron. But, she's still our friend," Harry answered dully.
Ron stared at him, and then punched Harry in the stomach.
"Ooh," he cried in pain. Ginny quickly got up from her seat and helped Harry. "Thanks," he managed to choke out. She smiled seductively and started placing him on the benches.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
"Yes, Ginny. AH!" he cried as she touched his stomach.
"I'll be right back," she said as quietly as a mouse. He quickly nodded before he squinted his eyes shut.
"RONALD WEASLEY!" she roared at her brother who was on his way to the Gryffindor common room.
"What do you want, Ginny?" he snapped back.
"Come here!" she demanded.
He didn't even look back at her. "Please," she added, stomping her feet. He slowly made his way towards his sister on the other staircase. "You have to apologize to Harry, while I talk to Hermione," she said.
"What the fuck for?" he asked.
"RON! That is SO inappropriate!" she snapped back, just as how Mrs. Weasley would.
"You really got nerves, woman!" he snapped too. Then he went back to the Great Hall, feeling guilty as he walked closer to Harry.
"Hermione!" wailed a hopeless Ginny at the fifth floor. She looked around the paintings, trying to find which one lead to the Head's common rooms. "HERMIONE!" she screamed a bit louder. Just then, Hermione stepped out from a portrait and made her way towards Ginny.
"Ginny," she said.
"Hermione, look. I know that your relationship with your friends---," she started. Hermione raised up her hand.
"No, Ginny. It's over. They still think that your mother was raped. But that's not the correct story!" Hermione said.
"Then… what is?" she asked quietly. Hermione draped her arm across Ginny's shoulder as they made their way into the Head rooms.
Then Hermione started filling in all the basics of the story, and then with the major details. And adding a little bit of minor details as well. As soon as she finished, Ginny started crying.
"My mum, she cheated on my dad?" she said, quite dazzled.
"Yes, Ginny."
"Hermione, I believe you. I'm so sorry," she said.
"That's okay! It's all in the past. Although I wish you could've attended the funeral. That's all I'm asking."
"Do you forgive me?" Ginny said.
"Of course," Hermione answered, pulling Ginny into a friendly embrace. Then they said their goodbyes and Ginny went back to the Gryffindor common room.
"Harry, before you crush me into dirt, I'm just going to say I'm SORRY!" Ron wailed, just like his sister.
"Thanks Ron. But, I made a choice and I've got to do it. I have to go," Harry said as he jumped up and raced into the Head Rooms.
"So we're all right mate?" Ron called as Harry started running.
"Yeah, whatever!"
"Hermione. We NEED to talk!" exclaimed a very confused Harry as he entered the Head's common room. Hermione looked up from the book she was reading.
"Yes, Harry?" she answered, not even looking up.
Harry did the unthinkable; he took her hands in his and stared into her beautiful eyes. "Hermione, I'm sorry. I am SO sorry," he said loudly. Hermione stared at his hands. What was he THINKING? She tightened her grip on her hands. She stared back into his dreamy green eyes.
"You really mean it?" she asked.
"Yes," he gulped. Tears started forming inside Hermione's eyes as she hugged him intimately.
"Oh, Harry!" she said. "I love you. Thank you for always being here especially when I need it."
"Yes, well so do I. But in a different way," he said.
"What?" she asked.
"Yes, Hermione. I like you… I LIKE you," he said.
"Oh," she said quietly. She dropped her hands and stared at the carpet. "Harry, I don't like you that way."
Harry stared back at her, looking sad. "Yes, I know Hermione. I know you like someone else. But that's okay. I understand. We'll just stay ---," before he could finish she pressed her lips against his into a passionate kiss.
"Goodnight, Harry." She said before making her way into her bedroom.
Harry stared at her. What was going on? Did that mean they were dating? 'I've got issues,' he said to himself before he went into his own bedroom and drifted into his nice, cozy bed.
Hermione woke up with a wonderful feeling around her. She smelled something nice, a manly smell. But what could it be? She went into the bathroom, only to be shocked seeing Harry brushing his teeth.
"Good morning, Hermione," he said cheerfully.
"Hi, Harry." She said before making her way into the shower.
She stepped into the shower, pulled back the curtains and started undressing inside. Then she threw her clothes over the top of the shower curtains, which all ended on top of the toilet seat.
Then Hermione took a long shower, realizing that she gained back some of her friends. The only one she needed back was… Ron.