Daft Git
Chapter 3: Feelings
After crying for what seemed like hours, Hermione got up and slowly stared walking toward the castle. She was lost in thought yet again. Ron had gotten particularly mad about Victor. Ron was the only one she fancied. Why couldn't he see that? She felt bitter and regretful. It was his fault anyway. If he hadn't brought up that letter, then they wouldn't have had this row. But no, he always had to bring up Victor. Hermione sighed as she opened one of the castle doors, but as soon as she had done so, she ran smack into Harry.
"OUCH! Harry, what are you doing here?"
"Hermione, what is taking you so long? Ron came up over an hour ago."
"Didn't he say anything to you?" Hermione asked quietly.
"No, he just went up to his room." Harry stared at her for a moment. "Hermione, have you been crying?"
"What would make you think that?" She said as she cursed herself for not wiping her eyes. If she did it now, it would be too obvious.
"Well, what happened?"
"Can I tell you on the way to the tower? It's late and I just want to get back."
"Of course."
And with that they started walking. Hermione told him everything. She told him about how they admitted their feelings to each other and how they just talked for a while. She also told Harry that Ron had managed to bring up Victor.
".and after that he just ran off." Hermione said, looked down at her feet as she walked.
"You know, Ron is so bloody thick sometimes. It took him this long to admit that he had feelings for you." Harry sighed. "I don't think you understand where Ron is coming from on this. He's just jealous. He's always going to doubt whether he's good enough for you."
"But why? I don't care that he doesn't have much money! You two are my best friends! Ron is just. a little more that now. Besides, what does he see in me? I'm not one of those beauty queens that runs around Hogwarts."
"Hermione, you are beautiful in your own way. That's what makes you so special to him."
Hermione smiled at Harry. They walked the rest of the distance in a comfortable silence. When they reached the portrait, Harry gave the password. When Hermione came through the portrait hole, she looked around the common room. It was completely deserted.
"Well, 'night Hermione. I have some business to take care of, with Ron."
She gave him a wary look and said "Goodnight. See you in the morning." She watched Harry disappear up the boys' staircase and decided she had better get to bed as well. Hermione went up to her dorm and fell onto her bed. She went to sleep almost immediately.
**************************************************************************** **************** Harry walked into his dorm room and found that Seamus, Dean, and Neville were all gone. Harry smirked and thought that they were all probably with their girlfriends. Harry's smile faded as he thought about it. Harry didn't have a girlfriend to run off with into the night. He didn't have anyone to snog in the common room. Although, there was someone that he had in mind. Ron would kill him if he knew that Ginny was the one Harry fancied. It was strange, though. Why would Ginny be the object of Harry's affection? She was almost like a sister to him. But lately, she just seemed different. She didn't seem like the little girl that put her elbow in the butter dish at the site of Harry. She wasn't nervous or fumbling around him anymore. She was just more. mature and grown up. Yes, she defiantly had grown. Her features were more noticeable than ever. Even with the voluminous robes that they all wore, he could tell she had curves. Harry blushed at the thought. Her hair was like fire. It was absolutely stunning. It had grown to more than half way down her back. There was one thing about her that he absolutely loved. He saw it in no other girl. Her eyes. They were the most dazzling things he'd ever seen. When he looked into them, they just seemed so full of life.
Harry was broken out of his reverie when Ron let out a loud, fake snore. Harry rolled his eyes. He looked over towards Ron's bed and noticed that his hangings were shut. Harry walked over to Ron's bed and ripped the hangings open.
"Hey, what the bloody hell did you do that for?" Ron said, trying to look like he'd been woken up.
"Oh, sod off. It's not like you were sleeping." Harry said as he rolled his eyes yet again.
"Well, what if I was sodding off? What would you have done then?"
"I would have bloody hung myself at the mere thought of it."
Ron laughed. "Yeah, sure." He said with a perverted grin.
"Ron, seriously." Harry said, trying to get off the disturbing subject that was Ron sodding off.
"What? If it's about Hermione, I'm not talking to her." Ron said flatly, as he looked defiantly up at the sealing.
"Ron, quit being so bloody daft! You know that Krum doesn't matter to her. You know that she only fancies you. What's your problem?"
"Look Harry, I have my reasons, okay? Let's not get into it now."
"You are a git. Do you know that? You two have been doing this since the first time you met on the Hogwarts Express! You always argue. Frankly, I think you two have always fancied each other."
"We have not." Ron said quietly.
"Yes, I believe you have. Mind you, I couldn't really tell at first. But after five years of it, you start to notice things."
"Right, well, can I go to bed now?"
"Why? It's not like you're going to sleep. You've got Hermione on the mind. Yes, I believe you'll be up all night."
"Harry?"
"Yes, Ron?"
"Why are girls so bloody difficult?"
"I don't know. But, don't you think you are the one being difficult here?" Ron glared at Harry. "Just talk to her okay?"
Ron sighed and looked at his hands. "I'll think about it."
A/N: Please Review! I love knowing what you all think! I know this chapter isn't long, but I have big plans for this story. So, in the end, this will be a rather long fan fiction, with many chapters. Please Review! The more reviews I get, the faster I will right the up coming chapters!!
Chapter 3: Feelings
After crying for what seemed like hours, Hermione got up and slowly stared walking toward the castle. She was lost in thought yet again. Ron had gotten particularly mad about Victor. Ron was the only one she fancied. Why couldn't he see that? She felt bitter and regretful. It was his fault anyway. If he hadn't brought up that letter, then they wouldn't have had this row. But no, he always had to bring up Victor. Hermione sighed as she opened one of the castle doors, but as soon as she had done so, she ran smack into Harry.
"OUCH! Harry, what are you doing here?"
"Hermione, what is taking you so long? Ron came up over an hour ago."
"Didn't he say anything to you?" Hermione asked quietly.
"No, he just went up to his room." Harry stared at her for a moment. "Hermione, have you been crying?"
"What would make you think that?" She said as she cursed herself for not wiping her eyes. If she did it now, it would be too obvious.
"Well, what happened?"
"Can I tell you on the way to the tower? It's late and I just want to get back."
"Of course."
And with that they started walking. Hermione told him everything. She told him about how they admitted their feelings to each other and how they just talked for a while. She also told Harry that Ron had managed to bring up Victor.
".and after that he just ran off." Hermione said, looked down at her feet as she walked.
"You know, Ron is so bloody thick sometimes. It took him this long to admit that he had feelings for you." Harry sighed. "I don't think you understand where Ron is coming from on this. He's just jealous. He's always going to doubt whether he's good enough for you."
"But why? I don't care that he doesn't have much money! You two are my best friends! Ron is just. a little more that now. Besides, what does he see in me? I'm not one of those beauty queens that runs around Hogwarts."
"Hermione, you are beautiful in your own way. That's what makes you so special to him."
Hermione smiled at Harry. They walked the rest of the distance in a comfortable silence. When they reached the portrait, Harry gave the password. When Hermione came through the portrait hole, she looked around the common room. It was completely deserted.
"Well, 'night Hermione. I have some business to take care of, with Ron."
She gave him a wary look and said "Goodnight. See you in the morning." She watched Harry disappear up the boys' staircase and decided she had better get to bed as well. Hermione went up to her dorm and fell onto her bed. She went to sleep almost immediately.
**************************************************************************** **************** Harry walked into his dorm room and found that Seamus, Dean, and Neville were all gone. Harry smirked and thought that they were all probably with their girlfriends. Harry's smile faded as he thought about it. Harry didn't have a girlfriend to run off with into the night. He didn't have anyone to snog in the common room. Although, there was someone that he had in mind. Ron would kill him if he knew that Ginny was the one Harry fancied. It was strange, though. Why would Ginny be the object of Harry's affection? She was almost like a sister to him. But lately, she just seemed different. She didn't seem like the little girl that put her elbow in the butter dish at the site of Harry. She wasn't nervous or fumbling around him anymore. She was just more. mature and grown up. Yes, she defiantly had grown. Her features were more noticeable than ever. Even with the voluminous robes that they all wore, he could tell she had curves. Harry blushed at the thought. Her hair was like fire. It was absolutely stunning. It had grown to more than half way down her back. There was one thing about her that he absolutely loved. He saw it in no other girl. Her eyes. They were the most dazzling things he'd ever seen. When he looked into them, they just seemed so full of life.
Harry was broken out of his reverie when Ron let out a loud, fake snore. Harry rolled his eyes. He looked over towards Ron's bed and noticed that his hangings were shut. Harry walked over to Ron's bed and ripped the hangings open.
"Hey, what the bloody hell did you do that for?" Ron said, trying to look like he'd been woken up.
"Oh, sod off. It's not like you were sleeping." Harry said as he rolled his eyes yet again.
"Well, what if I was sodding off? What would you have done then?"
"I would have bloody hung myself at the mere thought of it."
Ron laughed. "Yeah, sure." He said with a perverted grin.
"Ron, seriously." Harry said, trying to get off the disturbing subject that was Ron sodding off.
"What? If it's about Hermione, I'm not talking to her." Ron said flatly, as he looked defiantly up at the sealing.
"Ron, quit being so bloody daft! You know that Krum doesn't matter to her. You know that she only fancies you. What's your problem?"
"Look Harry, I have my reasons, okay? Let's not get into it now."
"You are a git. Do you know that? You two have been doing this since the first time you met on the Hogwarts Express! You always argue. Frankly, I think you two have always fancied each other."
"We have not." Ron said quietly.
"Yes, I believe you have. Mind you, I couldn't really tell at first. But after five years of it, you start to notice things."
"Right, well, can I go to bed now?"
"Why? It's not like you're going to sleep. You've got Hermione on the mind. Yes, I believe you'll be up all night."
"Harry?"
"Yes, Ron?"
"Why are girls so bloody difficult?"
"I don't know. But, don't you think you are the one being difficult here?" Ron glared at Harry. "Just talk to her okay?"
Ron sighed and looked at his hands. "I'll think about it."
A/N: Please Review! I love knowing what you all think! I know this chapter isn't long, but I have big plans for this story. So, in the end, this will be a rather long fan fiction, with many chapters. Please Review! The more reviews I get, the faster I will right the up coming chapters!!