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turning out to be a lot of.
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The cool night air brushed across the sadness that was formed on Ron's face. He happen to be there at that time to experience one of his brothers kiss the girl he thought he was getting close too. Ron still hadn't taken his eyes off where it had happened. He shook his head and stood up out of where he had been hiding. Making sure his brother and Emily were out of sight, Ron ran off, heading towards the Greenhouses, not bothering to collect the books he had left behind.
Ron reached the Greenhouses and flopped on the little brick wall next to it. Ron could feel his anger running all through him. First Harry took his girl know his own brother. Nothing seemed to be going right in Ron's life when it concerned girls.
'I might as well turn gay. I might be better at attracting the male crowd,' Ron thought looking at the gravel beneath his feet.
"Ron? What yeh doin' out here all by yehself?"
Ron looked around and saw Hagrid with his dog, Fang by his side. Ron smiled weakly and shrugged. Hagrid didn't need to know about his love life.
"No reason Hagrid. Thought it would be a nice night for.Err... a walk," Ron said fidgeting on the spot.
Hagrid looked down at Ron and said, "Well, it bit late know to go back to yeh common room, how 'bout come and stayin' at my place," Hagrid said kindly.
Ron stood there a minute, thinking and decided he couldn't risk seeing Emily, so staying at Hagrid's cabin didn't sound like such a bad idea.
Ron nodded and followed Hagrid and Fang back to Hagrid's cabin. But what Ron never knew was that night was the one night that Emily needed more than ever, as see sat on her bed and cried herself to sleep.
*~*~*~*
A week had gone by, and from taking all the medicine that he was meant to, Paul was ready to leave the hospital and start attending his classes again. Paul got dressed and when he was finished, Peter was waiting for him with both their books in his hands.
"So, ready for Muggle Studies?" Peter asked as he handed Paul his books.
"I guess so. We don't have it with the Ravenclaws do we?" Paul asked taking his books and walking out of the hospital wing.
"Nope, Hufflepuffs, but that's OK, few of me mates in Hufflepuff," Peter said as they turned the corner down the corridor.
Paul just smiled, hoping that his 'mates' wouldn't be as rude as Michael and his friends.
As Paul and Peter walked down the corridor with all the Muggle Studies' rooms, Peter called out to his black-haired, green-eyed friend, Andrew Penluna. Paul looked up to him and gulped, he was nearly twice the size of him.
"Hey man!" he called out as Peter and Paul walked past.
"Heya Dude! What's hanging?" Peter answered.
"Usual man, chicks," Andrew said with a wink.
Peter laughed. Paul just stood there, hoping they would be moving away from this guy soon. At that moment, Ginny had just arrived with a group of giggly, chatty girls, all (except Ginny) with make up piled on their faces.
Paul smiled to Ginny as she passed, which Ginny returned politely. All her friends exchanged disgusted glances and dragged Ginny into the corner for one of their private girly chats.
"Excuse me, but what was that all about?" one of Ginny's friends, Bianca asked.
Ginny at first looked a little taken back, until her friends eyes wandered over in Paul's direction. Ginny then understood what their problem was.
"Oh, that's my new friend, Paul. He's really nice and has gotta be one of the sweetest-," Ginny said her mind wandering off.
"No, Ginny, no. We don't associate with people who have such style as he does," said another one of her friends, Emma.
Ginny looked at her friends with a look of annoyance on her face. Trust her friends to disapprove of Paul. When she became friends with Peter in first year, it took them at least four months for them to approve of him.
"You mightn't associate with people like him but I do. He's my friend and nothing you guys can say is going to change that," Ginny said and walked over to Paul and Peter.
Just then their teacher, Professor Norton, came out of the classroom and beckoned them all inside. As the class was passing through the door, the little group of girls Ginny called her friends were devising a plan to make sure Ginny would never see or talk to Paul again.
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During Transfiguration, Ron sat alone at the back of the classroom, his mind anywhere but on his schoolwork. All he could think about was Emily. He hadn't spoken to her since last Tuesday, let alone even sit next to her either. Ron couldn't confront her about what he saw and he surely wasn't going to ask her about it. He was going to wait until she told him first, even if it would take all term.
Ron looked back down at his work. He hadn't even answered the first question and it was almost time to get dismissed. As Ron reread the first question, the sound of the bell was heard from the speaker.
The class started packing up their things and walked out of the classroom. Ron looked up as Emily walked past, who completely ignored him. Ron sighed. He wished things were back to normal. As Ron turned to walk out, Professor McGonagall called him back.
"Yes Professor?" Ron asked quietly walking up to her desk.
She looked down at Ron with a stern face and said, "I noticed you didn't attempt any of the questions I set for you to finish."
Ron gulped. He was in for it now.
"It seems that it's not only Transfiguration you having trouble in," she said, "All your other teachers have said you are having trouble concentrating in their classes too."
Ron's fists were shaking with worry. What message was she trying to get through to him? Was she trying to say he was going to get kept down a year?
"Is there something you'd like to share?" McGonagall asked eyeing him.
Ron couldn't tell her. Ron wasn't very keen on telling a teacher about his trouble love life. Teachers weren't the kind of people Ron to share this with.
"No Professor, there's nothing. I'll try harder in classes, I swear," Ron said pleadingly.
McGonagall stared at Ron and let out a huge sigh.
"Well, if you're sure. That's all, you may leave Mr Weasley," she said while packing some of her things.
Ron nodded and walked out of the classroom.
'That was close,' Ron thought wiping his forehead.
"Where's Emily?" asked a voice from behind.
Ron jumped of out his skin and turned around to see Ginny, grinning.
"You don't do that to people Ginny!" Ron yelled breathing heavily.
Ginny giggled silently and tried to keep a straight face. Ron just glared at her.
"Sorry, mistake I swear. So, like I said, where's Emily?" Ginny asked as they walked back to the common room.
"Probably eating lunch like everyone else Gin. You know you ask weird things sometimes," Ron said, trying to make it sound like a stupid question.
Ron knew Ginny wasn't that stupid. Ron suddenly found his thumb a rather interesting thing to suck. Ginny rolled her eyes.
"RON!" she screamed.
"What?"
"What's going on?"
Ron looked at his thumb some more and said, "Lots of things. Check the notice board has everything that's going on."
Ginny walked in front of him and gave him a stern look. Ron shrugged and kept walking. Ginny then grabbed his arm and almost made him fall over.
"Ron, you and I know that I wasn't asking about the notice board. What's going on with you and Emily?" Ginny asked looking concerned.
Ron finally admitted defeat. He sighed and pulled her over to a spare bench.
"I saw her... Last Tuesday k-k-kissing...F-F-Fred," Ron said, trying not to cry.
"WHAT? SINCE WHEN DID FRED-!" Ginny squealed.
"SSHH!! Don't want the whole bloody school knowing," Ron said making sure no-one heard her.
Ginny shook her head. Ron got up and started walking again. Ginny quickly ran after him. As she caught up to him she said, "If Fred kissed her, that doesn't mean Emily likes him. More like Fred likes her."
"Same shit. She could have pushed away," Ron said pulling up in front of the Fat Lady Portrait.
"Password?" she asked.
"Frogs," Ginny said, "Don't you think if she didn't pull away they'd still be kissing?"
Ron looked at his sister in a funny way and said, "No, people need air Ginny."
"GRR! You know what I mean Ron!" Ginny said angrily.
"Yeah, well, catch yah later Gin," Ron said and walked up to his dormitory.
Ginny groaned and collapsed onto the couch and watched the fire burn away the wood.
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"And then you know what happened? He kissed her! In front of everyone!" Penna said to the group, almost in tears.
Peter and a few of his other mates all cracked up. Paul looked at them as though they'd all gone crazy. He didn't see what was wrong with kissing a girl in front of a group of people.
Paul sighed. He knew Peter liked Penna, but Paul couldn't see why. He had got to be the stupidest, dumbest and the biggest dork Paul had ever met. Penna even found his own lunch a joke.
Paul tapped Peter on the shoulder and said, "I've just relised, I need to catch up on some work. I'll see yah back in the common room."
"Sure thing mate," Peter said who couldn't care less.
Paul got up and started his walk back to the common room, all alone. If these were the kind of people Paul had to put up with just to be Peter's friend, he can forget it.
Paul reached the Porthole and entered. He sat on the chair next to the fire and pulled out his Potion book and started reading up on shrinking potions. As Paul was about to place his quill in his ink, a loud 'BANG!' was heard as the porthole opened. Paul jumped with fright that his ink went everywhere over his book and his work.
He looked up to see the person to blame and saw one of his fellow class mates, Rhys Johnson. He had brown spiked hair and blue eyes. He was taller than Paul and almost just as skinny.
"Buy a Quibbler to support the blind!" Rhys said and threw a Quibbler at Paul.
Paul looked a little shocked. He checked the price on the box of Quibblers Rhys was holding. 20 nuts for one!
'Nuts? If he wants wizard money he's outta luck,' Paul thought and passed it back to Rhys.
"B-B-But. It's for the blind. Y-Y-You can't!" Rhys said almost in tears.
"Rhys, I'd love to take one but I have no wizard money. I'm sorry," Paul said, feeling a lot of guilt building up.
To Paul's luck, Rhys smiled. He passed the magazine back and said, "OK, you can have yours for free. Just don't tell anyone please?"
Paul laughed, "Sure Rhys. I promise."
Rhys jumped with happiness and asked, "Would you like to join me? I could use the help?"
Paul grinned and nodded. Rhys grabbed Paul under the arm and pulled him off the couch of the two of them set off out into the corridors and the grounds, trying to sell copies of 'The Quibbler'.
Paul and Rhys walked up to nearly every Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw trying to sell any magazines. They didn't have much luck until Rhys put on his sad, upset face. Most the girls couldn't resist it, and offered to buy as many copies as they could carry.
While they were waiting for their pay from a curly haired Hufflepuff girl, a boy with blonde hair, hazel eyes and who was even taller than Rhys came up to them, holding a bunch of Quibblers as well.
"Thank you very much!" Rhys said and waved goodbye to the girl
"Rhys! How's the selling going?" asked the blonde kid.
"It's going great Tom and you?" Rhys asked politely.
"Err... good, who's this?" Tom said, pointing to Paul.
"Tom this is Paul, you know, the new kid in are house?"
Paul waved and smiled, which Tom kind of returned. Paul moved a little closer to Rhys. He couldn't help feel that Tom didn't like him. Rhys laughed and pulled Paul out from behind him.
"Tom's just being stupid, aren't you Tom?" Rhys said turning to Tom.
"Well-,"
"PAUL! PAUL OVER HERE!"
Paul jumped yet again and noticed that from over the other side of the corridor was Peter calling out to Paul, waving his arms all over the place. Rhys looked at Paul, as though he was looking for an explanation.
"Um... Hey Pete. You know Rhys and Tom don't you?" Paul said, trying to stay calm.
Peter let out a snort and said, "Duh! Who HASN'T heard of these dorks. They're idiots that do all these little things to help out the blind and shit".
Paul looked at Rhys and Tom, who both looked very hurt and very embarrassed. Paul felt so bad for them. So they were people who helped out the school, they were nice and Paul was going to make sure that Peter would apologized for what he said.
"Peter, that was harsh. I think an apology is an order," Paul said staring at Rhys and Tom.
Peter looked at Paul as though he'd said the funniest thing of the century. This made Rhys and Tom look even more uncomfortable. This wasn't going to well to what Paul had liked it too.
"Listen Peter, if you just came to be rude you might as well leave now," Paul said trying not to meet Peter's eyes.
"Fine, I'll leave then. See yah back in class," Peter said sounding a bit upset and left.
Paul smiled. He stood up for himself finally, even though it was his best friend who he told off. He turned to Rhys and Tom who both looked amazed at what they'd seen.
"Paul, what was all that for?" Tom asked.
Paul wondered that himself. Why did he do it? Sure enough he didn't like the way Peter was treating them but Peter was the one who befriended him when Paul was sad and lonely. Paul's heart sank to an ultimate low. How could he of been so heartless.
"Guys listen, I gotta go find Peter and apologize. Think you guys can handle selling these without me?" Paul said looking desperately at them.
They both nodded, Tom looking like his mind hadn't changed about Paul. Paul grinned widely at them and waved goodbye and ran out of the hall, hoping to find Peter somewhere.
*~*~*~*
After just having Transfiguration, Emily went straight up to her dormitory and didn't even bother to go down and have lunch. For the past week she had been dodging meal times, just to avoid Ron. She felt so bad about not telling him about Fred kissing her, and she had no idea why she couldn't. Sure she liked Ron but she didn't know she liked him in that way as well.
Emily sat on her bed, questions filling her head, none with any answers. Emily took in a deep breath let then let out a huge sigh. Why couldn't this whole problem work itself out and let her have Ron back as her friend.
Emily heard a knock at the door, and when she looked up she saw Hermione step in, smiling weakly at her. Emily raised her eyebrows and returned to looking out the window.
"I've noticed the past week that you and Ron haven't been talking," Hermione said walking over to Emily.
Emily didn't answer.
"Has something happened between your guys friendship?" Hermione said taking a seat next to her.
Emily still didn't answer and continued looking out the window.
"I guess he must be coming to his senses and decided it would be better if you guys weren't friends," Hermione said looking at the floor.
Emily then stood up from her bed and whipped around and glared at Hermione.
"If you came here to brag that Ron and I aren't talking then go right ahead! Well go on, I know you want too!" Emily said tears starting to appear in her eyes.
Hermione didn't know what to say. She stood up and grabbed Emily's arms and said, "I didn't come here to brag. I just thought that, well, if you wanted, you could hang around with me and Harry."
Emily's legs almost collapsed. Her? Hermione's and Harry's little new best buddy? That seemed highly unlikely. There surely had to be a catch somewhere.
"What's the catch?" Emily said wiping her eyes.
"No catch. Except for the one of you becoming our friend," Hermione said trying to sound sweet.
It was then Emily's turn for not knowing what to say. Ron couldn't stand these people and Emily made a promise that whoever Ron hated, she'd hated too. How could she just turn her back on him just like that? After all the times he'd stood up for her.
Emily tried saying something, but her mouth was that dry that nothing would come out.
Hermione made a little giggled then asked, "So, that a yes or no?"
Emily thought about it and decided if she ever wanted Ron back as a friend, being friends with his enemies surely had to be a good way. Emily looked straight into Hermione's eyes and nodded firmly.
Hermione gave a little squeal and hugged Emily, Emily looking a bit taken back. Hermione broke apart from the hug and said, "Come on, it's almost time for the bell to go. Let's get our things and meet up with Harry."
For the first time in a while, Emily was actually happy to be going to class, even if it was with Hermione and Harry. Emily and Hermione got the books and things they needed and went down into the common room and waited for Harry.
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The cool night air brushed across the sadness that was formed on Ron's face. He happen to be there at that time to experience one of his brothers kiss the girl he thought he was getting close too. Ron still hadn't taken his eyes off where it had happened. He shook his head and stood up out of where he had been hiding. Making sure his brother and Emily were out of sight, Ron ran off, heading towards the Greenhouses, not bothering to collect the books he had left behind.
Ron reached the Greenhouses and flopped on the little brick wall next to it. Ron could feel his anger running all through him. First Harry took his girl know his own brother. Nothing seemed to be going right in Ron's life when it concerned girls.
'I might as well turn gay. I might be better at attracting the male crowd,' Ron thought looking at the gravel beneath his feet.
"Ron? What yeh doin' out here all by yehself?"
Ron looked around and saw Hagrid with his dog, Fang by his side. Ron smiled weakly and shrugged. Hagrid didn't need to know about his love life.
"No reason Hagrid. Thought it would be a nice night for.Err... a walk," Ron said fidgeting on the spot.
Hagrid looked down at Ron and said, "Well, it bit late know to go back to yeh common room, how 'bout come and stayin' at my place," Hagrid said kindly.
Ron stood there a minute, thinking and decided he couldn't risk seeing Emily, so staying at Hagrid's cabin didn't sound like such a bad idea.
Ron nodded and followed Hagrid and Fang back to Hagrid's cabin. But what Ron never knew was that night was the one night that Emily needed more than ever, as see sat on her bed and cried herself to sleep.
*~*~*~*
A week had gone by, and from taking all the medicine that he was meant to, Paul was ready to leave the hospital and start attending his classes again. Paul got dressed and when he was finished, Peter was waiting for him with both their books in his hands.
"So, ready for Muggle Studies?" Peter asked as he handed Paul his books.
"I guess so. We don't have it with the Ravenclaws do we?" Paul asked taking his books and walking out of the hospital wing.
"Nope, Hufflepuffs, but that's OK, few of me mates in Hufflepuff," Peter said as they turned the corner down the corridor.
Paul just smiled, hoping that his 'mates' wouldn't be as rude as Michael and his friends.
As Paul and Peter walked down the corridor with all the Muggle Studies' rooms, Peter called out to his black-haired, green-eyed friend, Andrew Penluna. Paul looked up to him and gulped, he was nearly twice the size of him.
"Hey man!" he called out as Peter and Paul walked past.
"Heya Dude! What's hanging?" Peter answered.
"Usual man, chicks," Andrew said with a wink.
Peter laughed. Paul just stood there, hoping they would be moving away from this guy soon. At that moment, Ginny had just arrived with a group of giggly, chatty girls, all (except Ginny) with make up piled on their faces.
Paul smiled to Ginny as she passed, which Ginny returned politely. All her friends exchanged disgusted glances and dragged Ginny into the corner for one of their private girly chats.
"Excuse me, but what was that all about?" one of Ginny's friends, Bianca asked.
Ginny at first looked a little taken back, until her friends eyes wandered over in Paul's direction. Ginny then understood what their problem was.
"Oh, that's my new friend, Paul. He's really nice and has gotta be one of the sweetest-," Ginny said her mind wandering off.
"No, Ginny, no. We don't associate with people who have such style as he does," said another one of her friends, Emma.
Ginny looked at her friends with a look of annoyance on her face. Trust her friends to disapprove of Paul. When she became friends with Peter in first year, it took them at least four months for them to approve of him.
"You mightn't associate with people like him but I do. He's my friend and nothing you guys can say is going to change that," Ginny said and walked over to Paul and Peter.
Just then their teacher, Professor Norton, came out of the classroom and beckoned them all inside. As the class was passing through the door, the little group of girls Ginny called her friends were devising a plan to make sure Ginny would never see or talk to Paul again.
*~*~*~*
During Transfiguration, Ron sat alone at the back of the classroom, his mind anywhere but on his schoolwork. All he could think about was Emily. He hadn't spoken to her since last Tuesday, let alone even sit next to her either. Ron couldn't confront her about what he saw and he surely wasn't going to ask her about it. He was going to wait until she told him first, even if it would take all term.
Ron looked back down at his work. He hadn't even answered the first question and it was almost time to get dismissed. As Ron reread the first question, the sound of the bell was heard from the speaker.
The class started packing up their things and walked out of the classroom. Ron looked up as Emily walked past, who completely ignored him. Ron sighed. He wished things were back to normal. As Ron turned to walk out, Professor McGonagall called him back.
"Yes Professor?" Ron asked quietly walking up to her desk.
She looked down at Ron with a stern face and said, "I noticed you didn't attempt any of the questions I set for you to finish."
Ron gulped. He was in for it now.
"It seems that it's not only Transfiguration you having trouble in," she said, "All your other teachers have said you are having trouble concentrating in their classes too."
Ron's fists were shaking with worry. What message was she trying to get through to him? Was she trying to say he was going to get kept down a year?
"Is there something you'd like to share?" McGonagall asked eyeing him.
Ron couldn't tell her. Ron wasn't very keen on telling a teacher about his trouble love life. Teachers weren't the kind of people Ron to share this with.
"No Professor, there's nothing. I'll try harder in classes, I swear," Ron said pleadingly.
McGonagall stared at Ron and let out a huge sigh.
"Well, if you're sure. That's all, you may leave Mr Weasley," she said while packing some of her things.
Ron nodded and walked out of the classroom.
'That was close,' Ron thought wiping his forehead.
"Where's Emily?" asked a voice from behind.
Ron jumped of out his skin and turned around to see Ginny, grinning.
"You don't do that to people Ginny!" Ron yelled breathing heavily.
Ginny giggled silently and tried to keep a straight face. Ron just glared at her.
"Sorry, mistake I swear. So, like I said, where's Emily?" Ginny asked as they walked back to the common room.
"Probably eating lunch like everyone else Gin. You know you ask weird things sometimes," Ron said, trying to make it sound like a stupid question.
Ron knew Ginny wasn't that stupid. Ron suddenly found his thumb a rather interesting thing to suck. Ginny rolled her eyes.
"RON!" she screamed.
"What?"
"What's going on?"
Ron looked at his thumb some more and said, "Lots of things. Check the notice board has everything that's going on."
Ginny walked in front of him and gave him a stern look. Ron shrugged and kept walking. Ginny then grabbed his arm and almost made him fall over.
"Ron, you and I know that I wasn't asking about the notice board. What's going on with you and Emily?" Ginny asked looking concerned.
Ron finally admitted defeat. He sighed and pulled her over to a spare bench.
"I saw her... Last Tuesday k-k-kissing...F-F-Fred," Ron said, trying not to cry.
"WHAT? SINCE WHEN DID FRED-!" Ginny squealed.
"SSHH!! Don't want the whole bloody school knowing," Ron said making sure no-one heard her.
Ginny shook her head. Ron got up and started walking again. Ginny quickly ran after him. As she caught up to him she said, "If Fred kissed her, that doesn't mean Emily likes him. More like Fred likes her."
"Same shit. She could have pushed away," Ron said pulling up in front of the Fat Lady Portrait.
"Password?" she asked.
"Frogs," Ginny said, "Don't you think if she didn't pull away they'd still be kissing?"
Ron looked at his sister in a funny way and said, "No, people need air Ginny."
"GRR! You know what I mean Ron!" Ginny said angrily.
"Yeah, well, catch yah later Gin," Ron said and walked up to his dormitory.
Ginny groaned and collapsed onto the couch and watched the fire burn away the wood.
*~*~*~*
"And then you know what happened? He kissed her! In front of everyone!" Penna said to the group, almost in tears.
Peter and a few of his other mates all cracked up. Paul looked at them as though they'd all gone crazy. He didn't see what was wrong with kissing a girl in front of a group of people.
Paul sighed. He knew Peter liked Penna, but Paul couldn't see why. He had got to be the stupidest, dumbest and the biggest dork Paul had ever met. Penna even found his own lunch a joke.
Paul tapped Peter on the shoulder and said, "I've just relised, I need to catch up on some work. I'll see yah back in the common room."
"Sure thing mate," Peter said who couldn't care less.
Paul got up and started his walk back to the common room, all alone. If these were the kind of people Paul had to put up with just to be Peter's friend, he can forget it.
Paul reached the Porthole and entered. He sat on the chair next to the fire and pulled out his Potion book and started reading up on shrinking potions. As Paul was about to place his quill in his ink, a loud 'BANG!' was heard as the porthole opened. Paul jumped with fright that his ink went everywhere over his book and his work.
He looked up to see the person to blame and saw one of his fellow class mates, Rhys Johnson. He had brown spiked hair and blue eyes. He was taller than Paul and almost just as skinny.
"Buy a Quibbler to support the blind!" Rhys said and threw a Quibbler at Paul.
Paul looked a little shocked. He checked the price on the box of Quibblers Rhys was holding. 20 nuts for one!
'Nuts? If he wants wizard money he's outta luck,' Paul thought and passed it back to Rhys.
"B-B-But. It's for the blind. Y-Y-You can't!" Rhys said almost in tears.
"Rhys, I'd love to take one but I have no wizard money. I'm sorry," Paul said, feeling a lot of guilt building up.
To Paul's luck, Rhys smiled. He passed the magazine back and said, "OK, you can have yours for free. Just don't tell anyone please?"
Paul laughed, "Sure Rhys. I promise."
Rhys jumped with happiness and asked, "Would you like to join me? I could use the help?"
Paul grinned and nodded. Rhys grabbed Paul under the arm and pulled him off the couch of the two of them set off out into the corridors and the grounds, trying to sell copies of 'The Quibbler'.
Paul and Rhys walked up to nearly every Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw trying to sell any magazines. They didn't have much luck until Rhys put on his sad, upset face. Most the girls couldn't resist it, and offered to buy as many copies as they could carry.
While they were waiting for their pay from a curly haired Hufflepuff girl, a boy with blonde hair, hazel eyes and who was even taller than Rhys came up to them, holding a bunch of Quibblers as well.
"Thank you very much!" Rhys said and waved goodbye to the girl
"Rhys! How's the selling going?" asked the blonde kid.
"It's going great Tom and you?" Rhys asked politely.
"Err... good, who's this?" Tom said, pointing to Paul.
"Tom this is Paul, you know, the new kid in are house?"
Paul waved and smiled, which Tom kind of returned. Paul moved a little closer to Rhys. He couldn't help feel that Tom didn't like him. Rhys laughed and pulled Paul out from behind him.
"Tom's just being stupid, aren't you Tom?" Rhys said turning to Tom.
"Well-,"
"PAUL! PAUL OVER HERE!"
Paul jumped yet again and noticed that from over the other side of the corridor was Peter calling out to Paul, waving his arms all over the place. Rhys looked at Paul, as though he was looking for an explanation.
"Um... Hey Pete. You know Rhys and Tom don't you?" Paul said, trying to stay calm.
Peter let out a snort and said, "Duh! Who HASN'T heard of these dorks. They're idiots that do all these little things to help out the blind and shit".
Paul looked at Rhys and Tom, who both looked very hurt and very embarrassed. Paul felt so bad for them. So they were people who helped out the school, they were nice and Paul was going to make sure that Peter would apologized for what he said.
"Peter, that was harsh. I think an apology is an order," Paul said staring at Rhys and Tom.
Peter looked at Paul as though he'd said the funniest thing of the century. This made Rhys and Tom look even more uncomfortable. This wasn't going to well to what Paul had liked it too.
"Listen Peter, if you just came to be rude you might as well leave now," Paul said trying not to meet Peter's eyes.
"Fine, I'll leave then. See yah back in class," Peter said sounding a bit upset and left.
Paul smiled. He stood up for himself finally, even though it was his best friend who he told off. He turned to Rhys and Tom who both looked amazed at what they'd seen.
"Paul, what was all that for?" Tom asked.
Paul wondered that himself. Why did he do it? Sure enough he didn't like the way Peter was treating them but Peter was the one who befriended him when Paul was sad and lonely. Paul's heart sank to an ultimate low. How could he of been so heartless.
"Guys listen, I gotta go find Peter and apologize. Think you guys can handle selling these without me?" Paul said looking desperately at them.
They both nodded, Tom looking like his mind hadn't changed about Paul. Paul grinned widely at them and waved goodbye and ran out of the hall, hoping to find Peter somewhere.
*~*~*~*
After just having Transfiguration, Emily went straight up to her dormitory and didn't even bother to go down and have lunch. For the past week she had been dodging meal times, just to avoid Ron. She felt so bad about not telling him about Fred kissing her, and she had no idea why she couldn't. Sure she liked Ron but she didn't know she liked him in that way as well.
Emily sat on her bed, questions filling her head, none with any answers. Emily took in a deep breath let then let out a huge sigh. Why couldn't this whole problem work itself out and let her have Ron back as her friend.
Emily heard a knock at the door, and when she looked up she saw Hermione step in, smiling weakly at her. Emily raised her eyebrows and returned to looking out the window.
"I've noticed the past week that you and Ron haven't been talking," Hermione said walking over to Emily.
Emily didn't answer.
"Has something happened between your guys friendship?" Hermione said taking a seat next to her.
Emily still didn't answer and continued looking out the window.
"I guess he must be coming to his senses and decided it would be better if you guys weren't friends," Hermione said looking at the floor.
Emily then stood up from her bed and whipped around and glared at Hermione.
"If you came here to brag that Ron and I aren't talking then go right ahead! Well go on, I know you want too!" Emily said tears starting to appear in her eyes.
Hermione didn't know what to say. She stood up and grabbed Emily's arms and said, "I didn't come here to brag. I just thought that, well, if you wanted, you could hang around with me and Harry."
Emily's legs almost collapsed. Her? Hermione's and Harry's little new best buddy? That seemed highly unlikely. There surely had to be a catch somewhere.
"What's the catch?" Emily said wiping her eyes.
"No catch. Except for the one of you becoming our friend," Hermione said trying to sound sweet.
It was then Emily's turn for not knowing what to say. Ron couldn't stand these people and Emily made a promise that whoever Ron hated, she'd hated too. How could she just turn her back on him just like that? After all the times he'd stood up for her.
Emily tried saying something, but her mouth was that dry that nothing would come out.
Hermione made a little giggled then asked, "So, that a yes or no?"
Emily thought about it and decided if she ever wanted Ron back as a friend, being friends with his enemies surely had to be a good way. Emily looked straight into Hermione's eyes and nodded firmly.
Hermione gave a little squeal and hugged Emily, Emily looking a bit taken back. Hermione broke apart from the hug and said, "Come on, it's almost time for the bell to go. Let's get our things and meet up with Harry."
For the first time in a while, Emily was actually happy to be going to class, even if it was with Hermione and Harry. Emily and Hermione got the books and things they needed and went down into the common room and waited for Harry.
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