Secrets Unfold
Chapter 5
The Dilemma
The next morning Ron got up, got dressed, and went to breakfast without waking anyone. When he got to the Great Hall it looked like nothing happened. The floors were spick and span; the ceiling was mystically filled with candles instead of disco balls and confetti. The tables were waxed and the widows washed. The "kissing hall", which was what the kids were calling it now, was practically taken down. There were no more roses, but lilacs, bushes trimmed in odd shapes, and creeping gnomes. Ron was the only one there at the moment, amazed at how well the house elves cleaning skills were. He had seen this done before, where when he left it was a huge mess and when he returned it was clean and polished, but this time he really acknowledged the fact that these little people did all they could to make a nice living area for Hogwarts students.
After he gazed at the magnificence of it all he took his regular seat and waited for everybody else. "Mr. Weasley," Ron jumped when he heard the familiar voice of Professor Dumbledore. "Oh, sorry, Professor! Just.." "Hungry?" Dumbledore cut in. "I guess." A few moments of silence went by until Ron asked, "Professor, what makes a perfectly smart girl want to date and perfectly stupid boy?" "Hmm," the Professor choked, "Now, I usually have an answer for everything, and even when I don't I try to answer it the best way I can, but this one I have no explanation," Ron was stunned, Dumbledore didn't know something! From what he heard from Harry, Dumbledore always knew. He must have known what Ron was thinking because he replied with this, "The only thing I don't understand, and probably never will, is the opposite sex. Girls are very complex, perhaps your friend, who I have no doubt is Hermione Granger, must like this particularly 'stupid' boy, as you call him, because she feels she can teach him, make him better, if you will." "But she can teach anybody!" Ron persisted. "Well, there's possibility.. oh, darn, Mr. Weasley I can't pretend that I know why she likes Crabbe, but I can say this: Miss Granger has a very smart head on her shoulders, so I believe that she has good reason for dating him. You, as a friend, should respect that." "That's what she said. Professor," when Ron looked up Dumbledore was gone. "Wait, I didn't tell him that Hermione was dating, Crabbe."
Ron sat there for about 45 minutes thinking, when Hogwarts students started flooding in for their breakfast.
When Hermione and Harry came in they looked at Ron with uttered confusion. "What are you doing here so early?" Hermione asked before Harry could open his mouth. "Oh! I just woke up early to talk to Dumbledore," he admitted honestly. They just nodded, not wanting to pry. Hermione sat on the right side of Ron as usual and Harry on the left. "So did you enjoy last night?" Ron asked Hermione. "It was nice." Well that was the end of that because when the Slytherine 'crew' came in, Hermione stood up and went say hello to Crabbe. Harry and Ron watched anxiously to see what Malfoy was going to do.
"Hi, Crabbe," Hermione said excitedly. "What do you want?" Malfoy sneered. "I'm coming say hello to my boyfriend..Ok?" Malfoy rolled his eyes is disgust and went sit down. "Hermione," Crabbe said stupidly, "Malfoy said we can't go out anymore." "What? Malfoy don't own you!" she yelled. Everyone in the Great Hall turned around and looked their way. After a few moments of silence everyone went back to eating breakfast. "Malfoy don't own you," she said again more quietly.
While that was going on over there, Harry and Ron were talking. "You know what I was thinking last night?" "How on earth do you think that I'd know what was going on in your mind," Harry retorted. Ron gave a little tap to Harry's arm and went on, "I was thinking..You remember at the library when we went to check out Hermione," after Harry gave a nod, Ron went further, "You said that the guy she was talking to looked like Colin, right?" "Right." "Well, Crabbe doesn't look a thing like Colin. And also when Hermione and I went to the Prefect Meeting with Dumbledore, Hermione stayed behind! Crabbe wasn't anywhere around, but Malfoy was!" "Ok, I'm still confused, tell me more," Harry inquired. "Well, before she stayed behind she was all mad and everything, but when she came back.." "She was all of a sudden happy!.. I still don't get it." "Oh! Harry! Listen to what I'm saying! She was mad at first, then happy.. See I've came to the conclusion that Hermione wasn't seeing Crabbe at all! She was seeing Malfoy!" When Ron saw Harry still confused he, again, goes on. "Alright, remember that night for the dance, Hermione came with Crabbe, but she was practicing, in the bathroom, to say yes to Malfoy! And at the dance Hermione rolled her eyes at everything that Crabbe did and watched Malfoy all night!" "Oh, now I'm getting it," Harry smiled.
"Well, why did he say that?" Hermione asked with a smile. "Because..Because I can't remember," Crabbe left Hermione there smiling gleefully. "He does love me," she whispered under her breath.
She came back and sat down with Harry and Ron. "So, what were you all talking about?" "Oh, Malfoy doesn't want me to see Crabbe anymore," she said trying not to smile. "Oh, why?" "Because Malfoy has some issues." "Well, aren't you upset? You can't see the love of your life anymore." "Oh, I'll see him."
Author's note: Hoped ya'll liked it!
Chapter 5
The Dilemma
The next morning Ron got up, got dressed, and went to breakfast without waking anyone. When he got to the Great Hall it looked like nothing happened. The floors were spick and span; the ceiling was mystically filled with candles instead of disco balls and confetti. The tables were waxed and the widows washed. The "kissing hall", which was what the kids were calling it now, was practically taken down. There were no more roses, but lilacs, bushes trimmed in odd shapes, and creeping gnomes. Ron was the only one there at the moment, amazed at how well the house elves cleaning skills were. He had seen this done before, where when he left it was a huge mess and when he returned it was clean and polished, but this time he really acknowledged the fact that these little people did all they could to make a nice living area for Hogwarts students.
After he gazed at the magnificence of it all he took his regular seat and waited for everybody else. "Mr. Weasley," Ron jumped when he heard the familiar voice of Professor Dumbledore. "Oh, sorry, Professor! Just.." "Hungry?" Dumbledore cut in. "I guess." A few moments of silence went by until Ron asked, "Professor, what makes a perfectly smart girl want to date and perfectly stupid boy?" "Hmm," the Professor choked, "Now, I usually have an answer for everything, and even when I don't I try to answer it the best way I can, but this one I have no explanation," Ron was stunned, Dumbledore didn't know something! From what he heard from Harry, Dumbledore always knew. He must have known what Ron was thinking because he replied with this, "The only thing I don't understand, and probably never will, is the opposite sex. Girls are very complex, perhaps your friend, who I have no doubt is Hermione Granger, must like this particularly 'stupid' boy, as you call him, because she feels she can teach him, make him better, if you will." "But she can teach anybody!" Ron persisted. "Well, there's possibility.. oh, darn, Mr. Weasley I can't pretend that I know why she likes Crabbe, but I can say this: Miss Granger has a very smart head on her shoulders, so I believe that she has good reason for dating him. You, as a friend, should respect that." "That's what she said. Professor," when Ron looked up Dumbledore was gone. "Wait, I didn't tell him that Hermione was dating, Crabbe."
Ron sat there for about 45 minutes thinking, when Hogwarts students started flooding in for their breakfast.
When Hermione and Harry came in they looked at Ron with uttered confusion. "What are you doing here so early?" Hermione asked before Harry could open his mouth. "Oh! I just woke up early to talk to Dumbledore," he admitted honestly. They just nodded, not wanting to pry. Hermione sat on the right side of Ron as usual and Harry on the left. "So did you enjoy last night?" Ron asked Hermione. "It was nice." Well that was the end of that because when the Slytherine 'crew' came in, Hermione stood up and went say hello to Crabbe. Harry and Ron watched anxiously to see what Malfoy was going to do.
"Hi, Crabbe," Hermione said excitedly. "What do you want?" Malfoy sneered. "I'm coming say hello to my boyfriend..Ok?" Malfoy rolled his eyes is disgust and went sit down. "Hermione," Crabbe said stupidly, "Malfoy said we can't go out anymore." "What? Malfoy don't own you!" she yelled. Everyone in the Great Hall turned around and looked their way. After a few moments of silence everyone went back to eating breakfast. "Malfoy don't own you," she said again more quietly.
While that was going on over there, Harry and Ron were talking. "You know what I was thinking last night?" "How on earth do you think that I'd know what was going on in your mind," Harry retorted. Ron gave a little tap to Harry's arm and went on, "I was thinking..You remember at the library when we went to check out Hermione," after Harry gave a nod, Ron went further, "You said that the guy she was talking to looked like Colin, right?" "Right." "Well, Crabbe doesn't look a thing like Colin. And also when Hermione and I went to the Prefect Meeting with Dumbledore, Hermione stayed behind! Crabbe wasn't anywhere around, but Malfoy was!" "Ok, I'm still confused, tell me more," Harry inquired. "Well, before she stayed behind she was all mad and everything, but when she came back.." "She was all of a sudden happy!.. I still don't get it." "Oh! Harry! Listen to what I'm saying! She was mad at first, then happy.. See I've came to the conclusion that Hermione wasn't seeing Crabbe at all! She was seeing Malfoy!" When Ron saw Harry still confused he, again, goes on. "Alright, remember that night for the dance, Hermione came with Crabbe, but she was practicing, in the bathroom, to say yes to Malfoy! And at the dance Hermione rolled her eyes at everything that Crabbe did and watched Malfoy all night!" "Oh, now I'm getting it," Harry smiled.
"Well, why did he say that?" Hermione asked with a smile. "Because..Because I can't remember," Crabbe left Hermione there smiling gleefully. "He does love me," she whispered under her breath.
She came back and sat down with Harry and Ron. "So, what were you all talking about?" "Oh, Malfoy doesn't want me to see Crabbe anymore," she said trying not to smile. "Oh, why?" "Because Malfoy has some issues." "Well, aren't you upset? You can't see the love of your life anymore." "Oh, I'll see him."
Author's note: Hoped ya'll liked it!