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Well, who could blame you!? Let's recap so far:
Harry loves his best friend Hermione, and so does his other best friend Ron, yet Hermione (seemingly) is attracted to Neville, or Neville is attracted to her.
Sounds like a soap opera, but in reality, it's much less melodramatic.
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Harry and Ron both watched Hermione go out in shock. Harry was feeling so many mixed emotions right now- sorrow, disappointment, rage, and confusion. He suspected that Ron was feeling the same.
And right now, for Ron, rage was surfacing.
"You b*tch." He said immediately. "You son of a b*tch, I can't believe... how... you are... A FILTHY, STINKING, BLOODY LITTLE-!"
He towered over Harry, staring him down. Harry was painfully aware that he was much shorter than Ron right about now.
"Ron, why are you getting so angry-?"
"I TOLD YOU!!!" screamed Ron. "I TOLD YOU THAT I THOUGHT SHE WAS PRETTY, AND YOU GO AND ASK HER OUT AT THE SAME TIME AS ME!? I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU! YOU'RE JUST A LITTLE SON OF A B*TCH! YOU-!"
"WELL," said Harry, getting angry himself, "IT WOULD HELP IF YOU DIDN'T JUST TELL ME VAGUE PHRASES AND- AND- AND EXPECT ME TO FIGURE OUT YOUR FEELINGS- I- I'M NOT SOME PSYCHIATRIST! I CAN'T-!"
"You had NO RIGHT cutting in on MY crush!" said Ron fiercely, walking Harry into a corner, spit flying from his mouth with every word he emphasized.
"Y- you're...?"
"Yeah, MY CRUSH!" shouted Ron. "REAL friends don't do that! I can't believe you'd be such a GIT, Harry."
This got Harry mad.
"SHE WASN'T YOU'RE CRUSH IN THE FIRST PLACE!" bellowed Harry so loud that it surprised him. "AND, if she WAS, please, FORGIVE ME FOR NOT freakin' READING YOUR MIND and figuring his out!"
Ron just gaped, and Harry knew that he was fishing for a response.
"Well..." he finally got out, "Why are you getting mad at me? I didn't know... that you had a crush on her either..."
"Well," said Harry, his rage still boiling, "She's going out with NEVILLE, now, isn't she!? NEVILLE! That git NEVILLE! I HATE HIM!" Harry was now breathing hard.
"So... we're really not mad at each other, are we?" volunteered Ron hopefully.
"I guess not..." said Harry slowly, not entirely sure he believed himself.
"Yeah." Said Ron happily. "I can go on liking Hermione-,"
"And what am I supposed to do, JUST WATCH!?" shouted Harry, his rage going up again.
"No... well..."
"WELL WHAT!?" shouted Harry.
"Well..." said Ron meekly, "I've liked her for years... it's only fair, I guess..."
This was too much for Harry. He was going to show this... insensitive little b*tch that he wasn't going to take away HIS Hermione, whom he had been staring at in his dreams so longingly, Ron didn't know... COULDN'T know love as deep and intense as Harry's...
Harry drew his wand, and pointed it straight between Ron's eyes.
"No..." breathed Ron, staying completely still. His wand was back in his drawer in the Dormitory, he was defenseless.
"Yes!" growled Harry, his rage beyond belief. "You'd... better not make a MOVE towards Hermione, or... or..."
"So WHAT if I do!?" shouted Ron. "I can't expect anything, since she's going out with Neville tomorrow, ISN'T SHE!?"
"I... DON'T... CARE!!! I DON'T CAAAAAARE!!!!!" screamed Harry, totally losing it. Suddenly, his wand came to life, without him controlling it. A huge blast accompanied with a deafening BANG erupted from his wand, and Harry was nearly knocked backwards by the force. After regaining his senses, he realized what he had just done.
Harry looked at Ron, worry radiating from every line on his face. Ron seemed to have frozen in fear; he was barely moving at all.
Still, he seemed fine...
And then Harry saw the wall ten feet behind Ron.
And gasped.
It had a hole in it, three inches deep, and two feet in diameter. Ash and wallpaper were scattered on the floor beneath it. Harry nearly fainted. "That could have been Ron..." he said quietly. Thank goodness he had missed.
But... he shouldn't have lost control like that... on that scale... enough to hurt someone. He really didn't know that he had felt so deeply for Hermione... until now...
"Harry..." was all Ron could get out. He then ran away through the portrait hole.
Harry just stood at the edge of the common room, his wand hanging loosely in his hand, his mind blank. A few people came downstairs, looked at Harry, noticed the hole in the wall, and raced back upstairs.
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Told ya' it'd be posted today, even if in the night! Next chapter: Valentine's Day! And what will happen on Neville and Hermione's date? And how will Harry and Ron cope with all that has happened?
Review! Find out!
Well, who could blame you!? Let's recap so far:
Harry loves his best friend Hermione, and so does his other best friend Ron, yet Hermione (seemingly) is attracted to Neville, or Neville is attracted to her.
Sounds like a soap opera, but in reality, it's much less melodramatic.
__________
Harry and Ron both watched Hermione go out in shock. Harry was feeling so many mixed emotions right now- sorrow, disappointment, rage, and confusion. He suspected that Ron was feeling the same.
And right now, for Ron, rage was surfacing.
"You b*tch." He said immediately. "You son of a b*tch, I can't believe... how... you are... A FILTHY, STINKING, BLOODY LITTLE-!"
He towered over Harry, staring him down. Harry was painfully aware that he was much shorter than Ron right about now.
"Ron, why are you getting so angry-?"
"I TOLD YOU!!!" screamed Ron. "I TOLD YOU THAT I THOUGHT SHE WAS PRETTY, AND YOU GO AND ASK HER OUT AT THE SAME TIME AS ME!? I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU! YOU'RE JUST A LITTLE SON OF A B*TCH! YOU-!"
"WELL," said Harry, getting angry himself, "IT WOULD HELP IF YOU DIDN'T JUST TELL ME VAGUE PHRASES AND- AND- AND EXPECT ME TO FIGURE OUT YOUR FEELINGS- I- I'M NOT SOME PSYCHIATRIST! I CAN'T-!"
"You had NO RIGHT cutting in on MY crush!" said Ron fiercely, walking Harry into a corner, spit flying from his mouth with every word he emphasized.
"Y- you're...?"
"Yeah, MY CRUSH!" shouted Ron. "REAL friends don't do that! I can't believe you'd be such a GIT, Harry."
This got Harry mad.
"SHE WASN'T YOU'RE CRUSH IN THE FIRST PLACE!" bellowed Harry so loud that it surprised him. "AND, if she WAS, please, FORGIVE ME FOR NOT freakin' READING YOUR MIND and figuring his out!"
Ron just gaped, and Harry knew that he was fishing for a response.
"Well..." he finally got out, "Why are you getting mad at me? I didn't know... that you had a crush on her either..."
"Well," said Harry, his rage still boiling, "She's going out with NEVILLE, now, isn't she!? NEVILLE! That git NEVILLE! I HATE HIM!" Harry was now breathing hard.
"So... we're really not mad at each other, are we?" volunteered Ron hopefully.
"I guess not..." said Harry slowly, not entirely sure he believed himself.
"Yeah." Said Ron happily. "I can go on liking Hermione-,"
"And what am I supposed to do, JUST WATCH!?" shouted Harry, his rage going up again.
"No... well..."
"WELL WHAT!?" shouted Harry.
"Well..." said Ron meekly, "I've liked her for years... it's only fair, I guess..."
This was too much for Harry. He was going to show this... insensitive little b*tch that he wasn't going to take away HIS Hermione, whom he had been staring at in his dreams so longingly, Ron didn't know... COULDN'T know love as deep and intense as Harry's...
Harry drew his wand, and pointed it straight between Ron's eyes.
"No..." breathed Ron, staying completely still. His wand was back in his drawer in the Dormitory, he was defenseless.
"Yes!" growled Harry, his rage beyond belief. "You'd... better not make a MOVE towards Hermione, or... or..."
"So WHAT if I do!?" shouted Ron. "I can't expect anything, since she's going out with Neville tomorrow, ISN'T SHE!?"
"I... DON'T... CARE!!! I DON'T CAAAAAARE!!!!!" screamed Harry, totally losing it. Suddenly, his wand came to life, without him controlling it. A huge blast accompanied with a deafening BANG erupted from his wand, and Harry was nearly knocked backwards by the force. After regaining his senses, he realized what he had just done.
Harry looked at Ron, worry radiating from every line on his face. Ron seemed to have frozen in fear; he was barely moving at all.
Still, he seemed fine...
And then Harry saw the wall ten feet behind Ron.
And gasped.
It had a hole in it, three inches deep, and two feet in diameter. Ash and wallpaper were scattered on the floor beneath it. Harry nearly fainted. "That could have been Ron..." he said quietly. Thank goodness he had missed.
But... he shouldn't have lost control like that... on that scale... enough to hurt someone. He really didn't know that he had felt so deeply for Hermione... until now...
"Harry..." was all Ron could get out. He then ran away through the portrait hole.
Harry just stood at the edge of the common room, his wand hanging loosely in his hand, his mind blank. A few people came downstairs, looked at Harry, noticed the hole in the wall, and raced back upstairs.
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Told ya' it'd be posted today, even if in the night! Next chapter: Valentine's Day! And what will happen on Neville and Hermione's date? And how will Harry and Ron cope with all that has happened?
Review! Find out!