Disclaimer: I am only playing with these characters; they actually belong to J.K Rowling.
A/N I have no idea what happened to this when I uploaded! I didn't even check it (silly me) and didn't realise something was wrong until I read my reviews. I hope all is good now J
I was caught completely off-guard, but I didn't think it was a good time to recount my last week to Ron.
"Oh nowhere. G'night" I muttered and mounted the stairs. But I could feel his eyes on my back.
Horror of all horrors, our first lesson of the year was Potions with Professor Snape and the Slytherins. Apparently the owl from Harry and I had convinced Ron to do the essay but after reading through it, I determined that Snape would have him do it again.
As we were scribbling down notes in class, a piece of parchment fluttered over to me from Ron's direction (Snape had separated the three of us already. I was stuck next to Neville, keeping my new set of scales as far away from him as possible). With a covert glance around, I unfolded the parchment. It said:
'So where did you get that necklace?' In Ron's messy scrawl.
Why don't I want to tell him?
'Why do you care?' I wrote back and sent it in his direction. He frowned when he read it and started writing back in a furious manner, and then sent it back to me.
'I was wondering who would buy you such an expensive present'
Nosy bugger.
My message back said 'How do you know it wasn't my parents?' But unfortunately the message never reached Ron. Snape swooped down on it when it was halfway there, snatching it from the air and reading it with a sneer. He cleared his throat.
"Mr Weasley, could you please discuss your petty jealousy of Miss Granger's boyfriend with her outside of class? 20 points from Gryffindor".
The Slytherins started sniggering at us, lead by Draco Malfoy. So much for avoiding losing points first thing in the year. I glared at Ron, whose skin tone was matching his hair at that moment (not a good look).
I didn't speak to Ron all day until we'd finished our dinner. I kept my head down and wrote notes during classes, and addressed only Harry when we were in the corridors. After I had sat through dinner in the Great Hall listening to the two boys talk Quidditch, and we had got up to go back to the Gryffindor tower, I turned to Ron.
"Why did you send that note?" I hissed. Harry wasn't listening; someone had just run up to talk to him. I glanced at them and it was Cho Chang.
"Hey Harry. Seen the new Firebolt?"
"No, I haven't"
"My parents got me one over the holidays"
"I better watch out then," he said with a sly grin.
"Well, you're welcome to ride my broom any time" Has she no shame?!
"Uh…thanks". His face was glowing. My eyes narrowed.
"That's why" Ron said to me pointedly. My head snapped back to him/
"What? What are you talking about?"
"I can't think of many people in the wizarding world rich enough to buy you that necklace on a whim"
We had started walking quickly. I think in our tempers we were trying to stride faster than each other.
"It's not that expensive! Anyway, why are you so certain it's not a present from my parents?" I demanded, almost out of breath. We had left Harry long behind.
"Those necklaces cost about 50 Galleons. And I never said it wasn't from your parents. But if it was, why wouldn't you say so straight away?"
"Dress robes" I snapped at the Fat Lady, who looed offended, but swung open anyway. We had reached the common room. A couple of First Years, seeing us, scampered upstairs.
"I didn't say anything because it's none of your business!" I shouted.
"What's none of my business?" he asked with a smirk.
"It was from Harry, okay?" I growled.
"Parents my arse," he muttered under his breath. I glowered at him.
"What did you say?"
He glared right back at me
"I knew there was something going on between you two!" he exclaimed.
"You have no idea what you're talking about Ron. I'm a friend to Harry the same way you are!" I bloody hope not, otherwise they both have something to tell me.
Really? He's never given me a necklace," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"This. Necklace. Is a thankyou present...For letting him stay." I wanted to do something very violent at that moment; I was lucky I didn't have my wand on me. The door swung open, to reveal Harry, who stepped in.
"Hey guys. What are you talking about?" he asked with a wide grin, apparently oblivious to our grim faces and tense bodies.
"We were just talking about your gift to Hermione" Ron muttered. Harry looked confused.
"Ok. Okay".
Ron looked at Harry deviously.
"Tell me Harry, did Hermione give you anything in return?"
Harry was puzzled again.
"Actually, Hermione had already given me my present" he said with a smile.
Ron rolled his eyes and let out his breath with a long sigh. Wheeling himself around, he muttered:
"Right. You two have fun. I'm sure you will. I'm going to bed" then stomped up the stairs to his dorm. Harry looked at me.
"Know what that was all about?"
"Oh Harry, I don't think you made things any better. He thinks we're dating or something".
"Great, another one. Hey, he's the one going to the Halloween Ball with you" he said bitterly.
"Do you mind about that? I know you said you'd ask me if there was one…but were you joking? He did ask first. Not that I'm too keen to go with him now…"
"I was dead serious Hermy. You should walk like a Veela all the time" he said with a laugh. "Anyway, I might ask Cho Chang. I could have half a chance this year"
"That's a bit insensitive isn't it? About as insensitive as her flirting outrageously with you a few year after Cedric's death I 'spose"
" 'Flirting outrageously'? You're one to talk, Hermy" he said, then spun on his heel and headed towards the bathroom, probably to take a shower.
I sank down into a nearby high-backed chair, pondering his last comment.
Am I a flirt? Either way, I have a nice way of screwing things up with boys…
A/N Please review! As my readers who know me in real life are aware, them and I have some major school tests coming up (10% of our final mark for the year), in only a week and we all need to do some major study. So I apologise if I don't update for 2 weeks or so, but please know that I have a good reason.