Disclaimer: Same as always, I don't own Harry Potter only my characters.
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The bell had just gone and all of the other students already had their books and were off heading towards their classes, but not two Gryffindor's, who were still busy on top of a desk, making out.
Ron broke apart from the kiss and stared into Emily's eyes. Emily smiled weakly and laid her head on his shoulder, giving Ron the chance to wrap his arms around her.
"I can't believe we just did that," Emily said, finally breaking the silence.
"Me either. Your not regretting it are you?" Ron asked looking down at her.
"What? Me? No! I loved it, if y-y-you did anyway," Emily said slightly blushing.
"Of course I loved it! I've kinda wanted to kiss you for a while now," Ron said also blushing.
Emily snuggled up closer and she could have sworn she heard Ron mumble, "Bloody cheeks!" Emily giggled quietly to herself.
They both sat there in silence until the silence was broken by a tiny little creaking noise, coming from behind them. They both broke apart when they heard the sound of one of their Professor's voices.
"Class started five minutes ago. Why aren't you two off and gone already?" said the voice of none other than Snape.
Emily and Ron sat on opposite ends of the desk they were on, now blushing so much they looked like they should belong in a tomato patch.
"I suggest you two get off that desk and get your books and head off to class, while you still have time," Snape said in his same cruel, cold, chilling voice.
"Yes Professor," they both said and hopped off the table and walked out of the classroom in silence.
The two of them stayed in silence until they reached the common room. Emily burst out into fits of laughing, leaving Ron standing there in total shock.
"What's so funny?" Ron asked.
"Snape! I bet he only told us to stop 'cause he was jealous cause he wouldn't be able to ever kiss anyone," Emily said between laughs.
Ron rolled his eyes and grabbed her by her arms and said, "Snap outta it, we got classes to go too."
"Or, we could just stay here, in each others arms," Emily said wrapping her arms round his waist.
Ron smirked and said, "I think I like your idea MUCH better," and he dragged Emily down onto the couch.
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After finishing writing down the notes from the board, Ginny put down her quill and stretched out her arms. She looked around the classroom, thinking and hoping that Peter was among them. She sighed. Why did it have to happen to him? What had he done to deserve this?
Ginny looked over at Paul, who was next to her, nose almost touching the table top. He looked so sweet and innocent. Ginny shook her head franticly. What was she thinking? She supposed to be Michael's boyfriend but yet, she couldn't help but fall for not only Paul, but her other best friend as well, Peter.
Ginny jumped as she felt something pock her on her leg. She looked to her left and saw Rhys grinning widely as always. He passed her a note which read:
We need to talk. Wait for me after class.
Ginny read it and looked over in Rhys' direction and nodded. Rhys grinned even more and continued writing down notes. What got Ginny was why did he want to talk to her in private? They had just become friends and they still weren't that close.
The bell finally rang and the entire class packed up their things as quick as they could and left the room. As promised, Ginny waited for Rhys outside the classroom. He came out and for the first time in all the time Ginny had known him, he wasn't grinning his usual grin.
"What did you want to talk about?" Ginny asked with great concern.
"Paul and Tom," Rhys said simply as they started to walk back to the common room.
"Oh, well, what about them?" Ginny asked again, as though it was a stupid question.
Rhys groaned and stepped in front of Ginny, stopping her in her tracks.
"How they fight! I don't get it! Paul stood up for Tom and yet, he still hates him! Why are they doing this?" Rhys said sounding frustrated.
"Not everyone has to like each other Rhys," Ginny said, pulling him along.
"Yeah but, Tom is my best friend and-and Paul showed he's a good friend by standing up for me, and I can't see why they hate each other," Rhys said, nearly ripping some of his hair out.
"Rhys calm down! Just let them sort it out! Don't beat yourself up over this," Ginny said rubbing his arm.
Rhys bowed his head and walked off leaving Ginny behind. Ginny stamped her foot angrily and continued walking along far behind Rhys.
When they reached the Fat Lady's portrait, there was a massive crowd crowded outside of it. Ginny and Rhys exchanged looks and ran over where the rest of the people were. As they got closer, they could make out what the people were saying.
"Fight, fight, fight!"
They pushed their way through and what they saw shocked them. Paul and Tom were both in the middle, cuts on their faces and fists both raised. Ginny pushed some guy onto the floor and entered the middle of the ring.
"What the hell do you two think your doing?" she asked half squealing.
"Tom-got-what-he-deserved!" Paul said between clenched teeth.
Rhys ran over to Tom and asked him the same question.
"Paul insulted h-..GRR! LET ME AT HIM RHYS!" Tom yelled, trying to fight off Rhys.
Ginny stood up straight and yelled, "Alright everyone, there's nothing to see here so all go back to where you came from!"
The crowd slowly left, a few of them complaining. Ginny turned her attention back to Paul and Tom, both who were glaring at each other.
"Would either of you care to explain?" Ginny asked with her hands on her hips.
"I told you Gin, Tom got what he deserved, the little worm," Paul mumbled.
"Alright, and Tom what's your excuse for all of this?" Ginny asked, turning towards Tom.
"I wouldn't call me a little worm! I'm twice the size of you!" Tom said still trying to fight of Rhys.
"Tom!"
Tom stopped squirming and said quietly, "He insulted her."
Ginny and Rhys looked at Tom waiting for more but he lowered his head in shame. Rhys shook Tom and asked "Insulted who Tom?"
Tom gave one huge squirm and freed himself from Rhys grip and said, "He insulted the Fat Lady."
"He most certainly did!" came the Fat Lady's voice from behind them, "he yelled at the top of his lungs when I wouldn't open up!"
Tom nodded in the Fat Lady's direction and said, "See, told you."
"No reason to punch me!" Paul said standing up and whipping his clothes.
"Both of you just shut up!" Ginny yelled throwing her arms up in disgust. Everyone quickly fell silence.
"Doesn't either of you two get how much pain and worry you've put me and Rhys through? Don't you see that it's not only us that you're hurting?" Ginny said pacing the floor.
Both Tom and Paul stood up, neither of them even looking at each other this time. Paul then took in a deep breathe and said, "I'd like to be Tom's friend, honest, but I'm not the one that's standing in the way of that."
Rhys nearly fainted but lucky Ginny caught him in her arms. Paul scowled down at Rhys, who quickly got up out of her arms once noticing.
"Tom, what's wrong? Why don't you like Paul?" Rhys asked staring at his best friend.
Tom just kicked the ground, as though he didn't hear Rhys say anything. Rhys then walked over to Tom and gave him a hard, loud slap on the back of his head, which made Tom nearly fall over.
"What was that for?!" Tom asked rubbing his head.
"For ignoring me that's what!" Rhys said, sounding annoyed.
Tom stood up straight, cleared his throat and yelled, "First her now you Rhys, how many more people gonna start falling head over heals for this guy!"
And with that, Tom left, leaving his books and everything behind. Ginny noticed Rhys whipping his eyes. Paul noticed too and walked over next to Rhys.
"Don't worry, he'll get over it," Paul said calmly as though nothing had happened.
Rhys stamped his foot hard on the ground and yelled at the top of his voice, "Tom's right! He's my best friend and after what's happened, I shouldn't just leave him alone like this!"
Rhys let out a huge sob, now unable to control his tears. Paul looked over at Ginny, hoping she knew what Rhys was on about, but she looked nearly as confused as what he did.
"I'm sorry but I've got to go find Tom," Rhys said and ran off down the corridor.
As they both watched Rhys run down the corridor, Paul asked, "Have you got any idea what so ever what they were on about?"
Ginny shook her head slowly, but deep down inside, she knew exactly what they were on about.
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After a long day, it was finally time for dinner, the time of day Ron looked forward to most of all. With his mouth watering, Ron grabbed the biggest plate in his sight and piled it up with everything that was in his reach. While all this was going on, Emily sat down next to him and piled her with some potatoes and pork.
"Emily, don't you want more than that? Look at the variety!" Ron said showing Emily the different type of food.
Emily rolled her eyes and ate her food in silence. Ron picked up his knife and fork and started scoffing down food upon his plate. When halfway through their meal, Ginny and Paul came along and sat opposite them.
"Why such glum faces? It's dinner time!" Ron said spraying food.
Paul looked away and stayed down the hall. Ginny shrugged to Ron and took an apple and started munching on it. Emily knew her little brother a lot better than this, so to get his attention she gave him a little kick underneath the table.
Paul jumped and looked over at her. Emily nodded towards the door and Paul nodded again.
"Ron, I got to go. See you back in the common room," Emily said and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.
Ginny waved goodbye and turned to Ron, waiting for an explanation. Ron blushed and said, "She couldn't resist me forever."
Outside of the hall, Emily and Paul stood against one of the statues.
"What's up?" Emily asked looking down at him.
"I don't know where to start," Paul said putting his hands in his pockets.
"The beginning always helps," Emily said with a laugh.
Paul looked at her with 'not the time' sort of look. Emily gulped and said, "God you are pissed."
"Well, my best friend going to hospital for some unknown reason, this other guy has a major problem with me and blamed me for taking 'her' away and his friend as well," Paul said in one breath.
Emily looked taken back. Since when did Paul ever have this many problems at once, or when did Paul even have this sort of problems?
"Well, I hope your friend gets better at the hospital," Emily said cheerfully.
"Not helping Emily," Paul mumbled.
Emily groaned and said, "I can't help that your friend is sick but I might be able to help with the other if you'd talk to me about it!"
"Ever heard of I don't want to talk about it?" Paul yelled at her.
"Have you ever heard of I can't help you otherwise?" Emily answered back.
"Maybe I don't want you're your so called help Emily!" Paul yelled back at her.
Emily narrowed her eyebrows and said slowly, "What's happened to you? You not the same little brother I used to know."
"Things change Emily," Paul said coolly.
"Well I know that, but you're acting so stuck up as though you're too good for anyone," Emily said.
"I am not! You just think shit," Paul said and started to walk off.
"Don't you walk away; I haven't finished with you yet!" Emily called out to him.
"Well I am finished Emily! And consider this our last ever brother sister meeting we'll ever have!" Paul yelled out to her, "I don't need you anymore, I don't need anyone!"
Paul ran upstairs and ran off somewhere in the castle. Emily lowered her head and cried silence tears, wishing that she could take all of that conversation back.
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Paul ran off, all the way back to the common room. When he arrived at the Fat Lady's portrait, he noticed an outline of someone's body, crouched over. Paul edged closer and as he got nearer, he noticed that the person was Tom, huddle over.
"Didn't know you were that thick to lock yourself out," Paul said coolly.
Tom looked up, with bright red eyes and bloody still visible in places.
"I'm not, I was waiting," Tom said in a low voice.
Paul snorted and said, "Waiting for what? Some girl to come along and love you like Ginny loves me? Not going to happen!"
Tom stood up slowly and towered over Paul and said, "I had a girl like that until you came along and swept her off her feet."
Paul looked at Tom as though he'd gone mad. Tom pushed Paul away from him and turned to go inside.
"What girl?" Paul asked.
"None of your business," Tom said slowly and walked inside the common room, "And one thing, I wouldn't talk like Ginny's all yours. I think Peter's still in with a chance."
And with that, Tom disappeared behind the Fat Lady's portrait.
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The bell had just gone and all of the other students already had their books and were off heading towards their classes, but not two Gryffindor's, who were still busy on top of a desk, making out.
Ron broke apart from the kiss and stared into Emily's eyes. Emily smiled weakly and laid her head on his shoulder, giving Ron the chance to wrap his arms around her.
"I can't believe we just did that," Emily said, finally breaking the silence.
"Me either. Your not regretting it are you?" Ron asked looking down at her.
"What? Me? No! I loved it, if y-y-you did anyway," Emily said slightly blushing.
"Of course I loved it! I've kinda wanted to kiss you for a while now," Ron said also blushing.
Emily snuggled up closer and she could have sworn she heard Ron mumble, "Bloody cheeks!" Emily giggled quietly to herself.
They both sat there in silence until the silence was broken by a tiny little creaking noise, coming from behind them. They both broke apart when they heard the sound of one of their Professor's voices.
"Class started five minutes ago. Why aren't you two off and gone already?" said the voice of none other than Snape.
Emily and Ron sat on opposite ends of the desk they were on, now blushing so much they looked like they should belong in a tomato patch.
"I suggest you two get off that desk and get your books and head off to class, while you still have time," Snape said in his same cruel, cold, chilling voice.
"Yes Professor," they both said and hopped off the table and walked out of the classroom in silence.
The two of them stayed in silence until they reached the common room. Emily burst out into fits of laughing, leaving Ron standing there in total shock.
"What's so funny?" Ron asked.
"Snape! I bet he only told us to stop 'cause he was jealous cause he wouldn't be able to ever kiss anyone," Emily said between laughs.
Ron rolled his eyes and grabbed her by her arms and said, "Snap outta it, we got classes to go too."
"Or, we could just stay here, in each others arms," Emily said wrapping her arms round his waist.
Ron smirked and said, "I think I like your idea MUCH better," and he dragged Emily down onto the couch.
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After finishing writing down the notes from the board, Ginny put down her quill and stretched out her arms. She looked around the classroom, thinking and hoping that Peter was among them. She sighed. Why did it have to happen to him? What had he done to deserve this?
Ginny looked over at Paul, who was next to her, nose almost touching the table top. He looked so sweet and innocent. Ginny shook her head franticly. What was she thinking? She supposed to be Michael's boyfriend but yet, she couldn't help but fall for not only Paul, but her other best friend as well, Peter.
Ginny jumped as she felt something pock her on her leg. She looked to her left and saw Rhys grinning widely as always. He passed her a note which read:
We need to talk. Wait for me after class.
Ginny read it and looked over in Rhys' direction and nodded. Rhys grinned even more and continued writing down notes. What got Ginny was why did he want to talk to her in private? They had just become friends and they still weren't that close.
The bell finally rang and the entire class packed up their things as quick as they could and left the room. As promised, Ginny waited for Rhys outside the classroom. He came out and for the first time in all the time Ginny had known him, he wasn't grinning his usual grin.
"What did you want to talk about?" Ginny asked with great concern.
"Paul and Tom," Rhys said simply as they started to walk back to the common room.
"Oh, well, what about them?" Ginny asked again, as though it was a stupid question.
Rhys groaned and stepped in front of Ginny, stopping her in her tracks.
"How they fight! I don't get it! Paul stood up for Tom and yet, he still hates him! Why are they doing this?" Rhys said sounding frustrated.
"Not everyone has to like each other Rhys," Ginny said, pulling him along.
"Yeah but, Tom is my best friend and-and Paul showed he's a good friend by standing up for me, and I can't see why they hate each other," Rhys said, nearly ripping some of his hair out.
"Rhys calm down! Just let them sort it out! Don't beat yourself up over this," Ginny said rubbing his arm.
Rhys bowed his head and walked off leaving Ginny behind. Ginny stamped her foot angrily and continued walking along far behind Rhys.
When they reached the Fat Lady's portrait, there was a massive crowd crowded outside of it. Ginny and Rhys exchanged looks and ran over where the rest of the people were. As they got closer, they could make out what the people were saying.
"Fight, fight, fight!"
They pushed their way through and what they saw shocked them. Paul and Tom were both in the middle, cuts on their faces and fists both raised. Ginny pushed some guy onto the floor and entered the middle of the ring.
"What the hell do you two think your doing?" she asked half squealing.
"Tom-got-what-he-deserved!" Paul said between clenched teeth.
Rhys ran over to Tom and asked him the same question.
"Paul insulted h-..GRR! LET ME AT HIM RHYS!" Tom yelled, trying to fight off Rhys.
Ginny stood up straight and yelled, "Alright everyone, there's nothing to see here so all go back to where you came from!"
The crowd slowly left, a few of them complaining. Ginny turned her attention back to Paul and Tom, both who were glaring at each other.
"Would either of you care to explain?" Ginny asked with her hands on her hips.
"I told you Gin, Tom got what he deserved, the little worm," Paul mumbled.
"Alright, and Tom what's your excuse for all of this?" Ginny asked, turning towards Tom.
"I wouldn't call me a little worm! I'm twice the size of you!" Tom said still trying to fight of Rhys.
"Tom!"
Tom stopped squirming and said quietly, "He insulted her."
Ginny and Rhys looked at Tom waiting for more but he lowered his head in shame. Rhys shook Tom and asked "Insulted who Tom?"
Tom gave one huge squirm and freed himself from Rhys grip and said, "He insulted the Fat Lady."
"He most certainly did!" came the Fat Lady's voice from behind them, "he yelled at the top of his lungs when I wouldn't open up!"
Tom nodded in the Fat Lady's direction and said, "See, told you."
"No reason to punch me!" Paul said standing up and whipping his clothes.
"Both of you just shut up!" Ginny yelled throwing her arms up in disgust. Everyone quickly fell silence.
"Doesn't either of you two get how much pain and worry you've put me and Rhys through? Don't you see that it's not only us that you're hurting?" Ginny said pacing the floor.
Both Tom and Paul stood up, neither of them even looking at each other this time. Paul then took in a deep breathe and said, "I'd like to be Tom's friend, honest, but I'm not the one that's standing in the way of that."
Rhys nearly fainted but lucky Ginny caught him in her arms. Paul scowled down at Rhys, who quickly got up out of her arms once noticing.
"Tom, what's wrong? Why don't you like Paul?" Rhys asked staring at his best friend.
Tom just kicked the ground, as though he didn't hear Rhys say anything. Rhys then walked over to Tom and gave him a hard, loud slap on the back of his head, which made Tom nearly fall over.
"What was that for?!" Tom asked rubbing his head.
"For ignoring me that's what!" Rhys said, sounding annoyed.
Tom stood up straight, cleared his throat and yelled, "First her now you Rhys, how many more people gonna start falling head over heals for this guy!"
And with that, Tom left, leaving his books and everything behind. Ginny noticed Rhys whipping his eyes. Paul noticed too and walked over next to Rhys.
"Don't worry, he'll get over it," Paul said calmly as though nothing had happened.
Rhys stamped his foot hard on the ground and yelled at the top of his voice, "Tom's right! He's my best friend and after what's happened, I shouldn't just leave him alone like this!"
Rhys let out a huge sob, now unable to control his tears. Paul looked over at Ginny, hoping she knew what Rhys was on about, but she looked nearly as confused as what he did.
"I'm sorry but I've got to go find Tom," Rhys said and ran off down the corridor.
As they both watched Rhys run down the corridor, Paul asked, "Have you got any idea what so ever what they were on about?"
Ginny shook her head slowly, but deep down inside, she knew exactly what they were on about.
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After a long day, it was finally time for dinner, the time of day Ron looked forward to most of all. With his mouth watering, Ron grabbed the biggest plate in his sight and piled it up with everything that was in his reach. While all this was going on, Emily sat down next to him and piled her with some potatoes and pork.
"Emily, don't you want more than that? Look at the variety!" Ron said showing Emily the different type of food.
Emily rolled her eyes and ate her food in silence. Ron picked up his knife and fork and started scoffing down food upon his plate. When halfway through their meal, Ginny and Paul came along and sat opposite them.
"Why such glum faces? It's dinner time!" Ron said spraying food.
Paul looked away and stayed down the hall. Ginny shrugged to Ron and took an apple and started munching on it. Emily knew her little brother a lot better than this, so to get his attention she gave him a little kick underneath the table.
Paul jumped and looked over at her. Emily nodded towards the door and Paul nodded again.
"Ron, I got to go. See you back in the common room," Emily said and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.
Ginny waved goodbye and turned to Ron, waiting for an explanation. Ron blushed and said, "She couldn't resist me forever."
Outside of the hall, Emily and Paul stood against one of the statues.
"What's up?" Emily asked looking down at him.
"I don't know where to start," Paul said putting his hands in his pockets.
"The beginning always helps," Emily said with a laugh.
Paul looked at her with 'not the time' sort of look. Emily gulped and said, "God you are pissed."
"Well, my best friend going to hospital for some unknown reason, this other guy has a major problem with me and blamed me for taking 'her' away and his friend as well," Paul said in one breath.
Emily looked taken back. Since when did Paul ever have this many problems at once, or when did Paul even have this sort of problems?
"Well, I hope your friend gets better at the hospital," Emily said cheerfully.
"Not helping Emily," Paul mumbled.
Emily groaned and said, "I can't help that your friend is sick but I might be able to help with the other if you'd talk to me about it!"
"Ever heard of I don't want to talk about it?" Paul yelled at her.
"Have you ever heard of I can't help you otherwise?" Emily answered back.
"Maybe I don't want you're your so called help Emily!" Paul yelled back at her.
Emily narrowed her eyebrows and said slowly, "What's happened to you? You not the same little brother I used to know."
"Things change Emily," Paul said coolly.
"Well I know that, but you're acting so stuck up as though you're too good for anyone," Emily said.
"I am not! You just think shit," Paul said and started to walk off.
"Don't you walk away; I haven't finished with you yet!" Emily called out to him.
"Well I am finished Emily! And consider this our last ever brother sister meeting we'll ever have!" Paul yelled out to her, "I don't need you anymore, I don't need anyone!"
Paul ran upstairs and ran off somewhere in the castle. Emily lowered her head and cried silence tears, wishing that she could take all of that conversation back.
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Paul ran off, all the way back to the common room. When he arrived at the Fat Lady's portrait, he noticed an outline of someone's body, crouched over. Paul edged closer and as he got nearer, he noticed that the person was Tom, huddle over.
"Didn't know you were that thick to lock yourself out," Paul said coolly.
Tom looked up, with bright red eyes and bloody still visible in places.
"I'm not, I was waiting," Tom said in a low voice.
Paul snorted and said, "Waiting for what? Some girl to come along and love you like Ginny loves me? Not going to happen!"
Tom stood up slowly and towered over Paul and said, "I had a girl like that until you came along and swept her off her feet."
Paul looked at Tom as though he'd gone mad. Tom pushed Paul away from him and turned to go inside.
"What girl?" Paul asked.
"None of your business," Tom said slowly and walked inside the common room, "And one thing, I wouldn't talk like Ginny's all yours. I think Peter's still in with a chance."
And with that, Tom disappeared behind the Fat Lady's portrait.
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Another chappie up. Hope you enjoyed it! Please R&R!
~KiTtY cOpY cAt~