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Chapter 7: Ron was Wrong

Taking a seat at the kitchen table with Ron and Ginny, Harry tucked into some of the sandwiches Mrs. Weasley sat down on the table. While they were eating Mrs. Weasley walked to the entrance hall and called up the stairs "Hermione, lunch is ready".

"Is she coming down, mum?" asked Ron as Mrs. Weasley returned to the kitchen.

"I don't think so, I think she's still freaked out about what happened earlier" replied Mrs. Weasley.

Rising from his chair Harry proceeded towards the door. Just as he was about to pass through Ron spoke to him, saying "Harry, wait, I'll go talk to Hemione.

"Ok Ron" responded Harry, giving a Ron a forced smile. Harry watched Ron leave the kitchen and heard him heading up the stairs before he returned to his seat.

"So, how are you Ginny?" inquired Harry.

"I'm good, how are you?" replied Ginny cheerfully.

"I'm fine," said Harry, giving a wistful look towards the door, "how's things with you and Dean?"

"Great, we've been writing to each other all holidays. I wanted to go stay with him, but Mum wouldn't allow it."

"And you know very well why not Virginia" stated Mrs. Weasley sternly.

"We'll be back at Hogwarts soon though, thankfully, so I'll get to see him then" continued Ginny with a broad smile. At this moment Fred and George entered the kitchen.

"Hello Mother, Ginny" said Fred and George.

"Hey Harry, long time no see" they continued.

"Hey Fred, George, hows the shop going?" responded Harry giving the twins a grin.

"Great. We're making loads of money and coming up with loads of new ideas"

"That's great news guys. Sorry I didn't get to see it when we were in Diagon Alley."

"No worry's Harry, just come and see it at Christmas" said George

"We'll be sending you some of our products when you get to Hogwarts" Fred told Harry in a whisper.

"We better be off then. Got lots of things to do," said George just before he and Fred apperated out.

Silence descended upon the kitchen for a moment, but this was abruptly broken with the sound of Hermione yelling. The only sound Harry heard after the outburst was the sound of a door being slammed extremely hard, so hard Harry thought that he could feel the whole house shake.

Standing up Harry left the kitchen and walked up the stairs to Hermione's room. Stopping just outside where Ron was still standing in shock, Harry asked Ron "what happened?"

"None of your business" snapped Ron before heading off to the room he shared with Harry.

Harry then proceeded to knock on the door to Hermione's room. "Go away Ron" yelled Hermione in response.

"Its not Ron, Hermione" said Harry through the door.

"Sorry Harry." Next thing Harry knew the door in front of him was open and he was looking straight at Hermione's tear stained face. Entering the room Harry stood still for a second before moving to sit next to Hermione on the bed after she had taken a seat there after having closed the door.

Looking around the room trying to think of something to say Harry so that the room defiantly looked like he thought a room of Hermione's would. The walls didn't fit in though, as they still had not been repainted from the Blacks who previously lived in the house. There was however loads of books stacked neatly around the floor an even on the desk, which were joined by what appeared to be Hermione's homework.

Not having thought of anything to comfort Hermione, Harry turned to her to see her still cry. Carefully as not to alarm Hermione or himself Harry put his arm around Hermione shoulders, who instantly at the contact felling into Harry's arms and eveolped him in a crushing hug, weeping into his chest. "What's wrong?" whispered Harry softly while gently stroking Hermione's back.

"D-D-Diagon Alley and-and then R-Ron" choked out Hermione, breaking down even more dissolving into racking sobs.

"Ssh…Ssh" comforted Harry, "what happened with Ron?"

Ron walked into Hermione's room and sat down on the bed very close, so close its was as though his leg had become attached to her's. Putting his arm around her shoulders he said "Its alright, I'm here now", when this appeared to just cause her to cry even harder Ron rose from the bed and headed towards the door. Halfway there he stopped and turned around. "Hermione, I really like you and wanted to know if you would like to go out with me?" asked Ron.

"Ron, not now" responded Hermione looking at him with tears filling her eyes.

"Its alright Hermione, I realised you were just using Harry to make me jealous, I'm not mad."

"I wasn't using Harry, I don't see you like that" stated Hermione, now starting to get annoyed.

"You can admit that you like me now Hermione, I like you."

"Just leave please Ron," said Hermione rising from the bed and moving towards Ron.

"Come on Hermione I know you like me too." Hermione just responded by pushing him to the door and opening it.

"Hermione?"

"No" replied Hermione pushing Ron out the door and starting to close it.

Realising he wasn't getting what he wanted, Ron made one last desperate attempt to get Hermione to say she liked him. He leaned in and tried to kiss her. Before his lips even go close to her own Hermione stepped back and not wanting to slap a friend, yelled "NO RON! LEAVE ME ALONE" and promptly slammed the door in Ron's face.

"He's one of my best friends and all, but I'm just not interested in him like that" said Hermione after retelling what happened.

"It'll be alright Hermione" said Harry softly.

"I don't want to lose him as a friend though Harry."

"You won't Hermione, you know Ron, he'll get over."

"I know. I still can't believe what happened in Diagon Alley though."

"Neither can I, but we have to keep going, otherwise he wins."

"But it was so horrible."

"Yes, it was. I wish I could say we'll never have to see anything like that again, but it's like Dumbledore said, its only the start."

"You'll always be here for me won't you Harry?"

"Of course I will Mione." With this Harry gently kissed Hermione's forehead causing her mouth to change from the frown she had been wearing into a tiny smile.

"Did you just call me Mione?" asked Hermione, turning her head up to look at Harry's face.

"Yes, sorry" replied Harry blushing slightly.

"Don't be I liked it" stated Hermione, her smile growing.

"Ok then. Come down and have some lunch, we left some sandwiches for you."

"I don't feel like going anywhere at the moment, will you bring me some?"

"Ok," And with this they released their hold on each other and Harry rose and walked for the door. Just as he was about to pull the door open he turned and said, "I'll be right back Mione" and flashed her a smile. This caused Hermione's cheeks to turn red and her smile grow, but Harry missed this as had had already shut the door and was his way back to the kitchen.

"Is Hermione alright?" asked Mrs. Weasley with a look of concern on her face as Harry entered the kitchen.

"She's fine, just a bit shocked that's all. I was just going to take her some food" replied Harry.

"Of course dear, take this too" responded Mrs. Weasley handing him a cup filled with pumpkin juice.

"Thanks Mrs. Weasley" said Harry, placing some sandwiches on a plate. Picking up the plate Harry headed out of the kitchen and back up the stairs. Upon entering Hermione's room Harry was about to announce his return, but stopped himself as he saw that Hermione was curled up fast asleep on the bed. Trying to be as quite as possible as he didn't want to wake her, after all he thought she looked just like an angel, Harry found a spot on the nightstand that wasn't covered in books and placed the plate and cup down.

Leaving the room Harry couldn't help but take one last look back at the girl of his dreams. Deciding that it would be best to leave Ron alone for now Harry went off in search of Ginny and wasted the rest of the afternoon playing her in wizards chess, discovering that Ginny was quite talented at the game.

When dinnertime finally came around Harry took his seat at the dinner table and was glad when he saw Hermione come down for dinner. Just as dinner was served Ron took the seat on the opposite side of Harry to where Hermione was. Ron ate his dinner extremely quickly and upon excusing himself, hurried out the room and back up the stairs.

When everybody else had finished Hermione rose, wished everyone a goodnight and went off to bed. After having helped clean up the dishes Harry returned to the room that he and Ron shared. As he entered he saw Ron lying on his bed looking as though he was in no mood to talk to anyone, so Harry retrieved one of his new schoolbooks and began to read. Eventually when he became tired Harry removed his glasses, lay back and fell asleep.

The next morning when Harry awoke Ron appeared to still be in the same mood as the previous night so Harry just left him to himself. For the rest of the day Harry spent his time with Ginny and Hermione, who was now back to being herself. This continued for the rest of the week until the night before it was time head back to Hogwarts.

Upon entering the room he shared with Ron on the list night before they went back to Hogwarts Harry was surprised when he heard Ron say "Hey Harry".

"Hey Ron" replied Harry cheerfully.

"Can we talk, mate?"

"Sure, what about?"

"Hermione"

"What about her?"

"Do you think she is still one of my best mates?"

"Yes, but you'll have to talk to her first and apologise for acting like you did."

"Yeah your right. I defiantly was a git and my timing was defiantly bad, but I guess I got my answer so…"

"Bad luck mate, but your timing was worse than seeing Snape in a dress kissing Trelawney." They both laughed at this then shivered as they both had a mental image flash in their minds.

As Ron was through the door he stopped and said to Harry, "Sorry about not talking to you."

"That's alright. Now go and fix things with Hermione" replied Harry, glad that's his best friends were going to be friends again. While he waited for Ron to get back Harry got changed and climbed into bed. Five minutes later Ron walked back into the room grinning.

"How'd it go?" asked Harry immediately.

"Fine, I apologised and promised it wouldn't happen again and now we're friends again."

"Great. We've got to be up early for Hogwarts tomorrow so goodnight, Ron."

"Goodnight Harry" responded Ron and then climbed in bed and both boys quickly fell asleep dreaming of what they would encounter in the months to come. Anyone who saw them at this point could tell by the look on Harry's face that his dream was more like a nightmare than a dream.