A/N: Yay! I'm back. Sorry for the long wait, but school started and with it came the relentless flood of homework. But alas, I have returned with more fanfic goodness, so if you're still with me thanks and enjoy. Oh yeah, don't forget to R-)

Disclaimer: Yarg, I can't talk her into giving them to me.

Hermione slowly pulled herself away from Draco. He looked down at her questioningly. "What's wrong?" He asked.
She shook her head and replied, "Nothing. I need to go.
"Wait a minute. What's going on?" Said Draco sounding mildly irritated.
"I just can't do this right now, ok? I'll talk to you later." Hermione squealed, trying to yank her arm away from him.
Draco refused to let go, determined to find out why she was in such a hurry to get away from him. "What the hell is your problem?"
"I told you nothing, now let go!' She practically screamed.
"Fine." Draco let go of her arm and stormed off down the hall, hurling insults at anyone who dared make eye contact with him.

Great, now they're all mad at me. I have single handedly made every boy in my life hate me, no, loathe me entirely, in the past two days. What is wrong with me? Well, I guess I better try to salvage my relationship with Harry first, then he can help me out with Ron. I don't know how I'll deal with Draco though...

Hermione ran to the Gryffindor tower and spotted Harry at a table from across the common room doing what appeared to be charms homework. Well, at least he's taking out his frustrations in a healthy manner. Harry saw Hermione approaching an sprang up to head for the boys' dormitories.
"Harry!" Hermione called as he reached the foot of the stairs.
Harry paused for a moment, contemplating whether or not he should acknowledge her presence. "What?" He inquired flatly.
"I need to talk to you." Hermione said pleadingly.
"We seem to have established the talking thing, anything else?" Harry replied impatiently.
"Look, I'm really sorry. Is there anywhere we can talk in private?" She said.
Harry rolled his eyes, "All right, make it quick though, classes start soon." He led her into the boys' dorms and sat down on his bed, "ok, go."
Hermione sat down next to him, "look, I know I said I'd dump him, but I can't, you know?"
"No, I don't know. Why don't you explain it to me 'Mione? Why don't you just tell me why you even like him in the first place?" Harry raged. Hermione said nothing and averted her eyes shamefully. "What? Nothing to say for once? C'mon, Mione, you've always got something to say, why not now. Oh wait, I know. Maybe because there is no bloody logical reason for you to be wasting your time on that git!"
"Harry... I" she choked out, obviously holding back tears.
"Oh no you don't! You're not going to start that again. You saw where it got us last time." Harry said springing up from the bed.
Hermione started sobbing openly. "Harry, I just don't know what to do."
Harry turned his back on her, not wanting her to see that she was getting to him. "Oh, bug off!"
"But Harry," She cried as she ran to his side and took hold of his arm, "you're the only one.."
"I said bug off!" He screamed as he flung her off him, a little more violently than he had meant to, and sent sailing onto his bed, her head just missing his bed post.
"Petrificus Totalus!" Harry heard someone call just before he froze and fell to the floor with a clatter.
Hermione gasped and looked up from her wailing "Harry!" She cried.
"Hermione, are you ok?" Asked a rather bruised and anxious looking Ron, "I walked in and I saw him throw you across the room and it was the only thing I could think of. Did he hurt you? Are you going to be ok? What was going on? Why'd he do that to you?"
"Ron!" Hermione said loudly trying to break through his babbling "I'm fine. I came up here to talk to him about... about you and we were both upset....... and........ It was an accident. He didn't mean to. And I'm not hurt really, I'm fine, but what happened to you?"
"Oh. Nothing." He said trying to hide his face which was swelling and starting to bruise around his right eye..
"That certainly doesn't look like nothing to me. Tell me what happened." Hermione commanded lifting his chin looking very concerned.
Ron blushed, "well, I ...I ran into Malfoy, I mean Draco, in the hall and he looked awfully peeved about something and he said something....something about you, and I lost it."
"I can't believe he did this to you. That little prat." Hermione growled, "well I hope you beat him to a bloody pulp."
"Yeah, well, uhh" Ron stumbled turning an even darker shade of red "Snape sort of pulled him off me before I could get a good punch in, but if Snape hadn't been there, I would have kicked the snot out of him. I would have.. I would have... Why are you smiling? Are you poking fun at me? After...after.."
"No, no, Ron. I'm not. It's just. You did this," she gently touched his jaw and the bruise under his eye, "you did this for me. After all I put you through. I'm so sorry." She leaned in and kissed him gently on the lips.
"Hey, what are friends for?" Ron said blushing and leaned in for a deeper kiss. "Ouch." He said.
"Sorry." Hermione giggled.

The End

A/N: Awwwwwww. Was that fluffy enough for you guys? Sorry it took so long, but there it is. Sorry if you were pulling for Draco, but I decided to go with Ron on this one. Hope you enjoyed. Please R&R to let me know what you think. Thanks!