Huh!? I got no reviews for my last two chapters? I'm guessing they
uploaded slower than I thought.
Oh well. Anyway, on with the story!
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As always with news around Hogwarts, news of Harry and Hermione's new relationship spread like wildfire. Harry could feel eyes beating down upon him as he walked down the corridors to his classes; some envious, some mocking.
However, Harry, as well as Hermione, managed to learn to ignore them. He loved Hermione, and there was nothing that could change that.
Nothing...
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Ron had just been released from the Hospital wing, and he was mad. However, he was smart enough to know that he had lost. He had lost Hermione and Harry as friends, and Hermione as a potential girlfriend.
But he could go on like this... he just had to get new friends...
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"Today class," said Professor Flitwick, "We will be attempting to master... MISTER POTTER, MISS GRANGER, ARE YOU DONE?"
Hermione and Harry sat straight up, caught in the act of passing notes to each other.
"Miss Granger, I'm surprised at you!" said Flitwick in amazement.
"Sorry, Professor!" said Hermione embarrassedly.
"Yes. Well, why don't you two lovebirds let it happen somewhere else?"
At this, Harry and Hermione covered their faces in embarrassment, and the whole class roared with laughter.
Except for Ron.
Ron, despite seeing the total embarrassment those two were in, still would have given anything to be in their position. ANYTHING...
No, he couldn't dwell on this. He had to push them to the back of his mind.
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Ron and Harry were walking down from Divination, but not together, of course.
As Harry came to a crossroads in the corridors, he did not proceed to the left, as was the way to lunch in the Great Hall. Instead, he stayed in the middle of the crossroads, and craned his neck to as if to look above the sea of heads to pick out a single one. Ron stayed to see what he was doing, despite himself.
He knew it was coming before it happened. Hermione came into Harry's arms, and they shared a quick kiss right there. A kiss of death, as Ron was concerned. Death to himself.
Ron staggered away from the encounter, not physically injured, but mentally. Every single display of romance between the two- he just couldn't take it. Every little loving gaze, touch... and just forget about a kiss.
All he had to do was not catch sight of the two in any form of... "Romantic intercourse," as he called it, and he would be fine. Yes, that was it, thought Ron. Just don't catch sight of them doing anything more serious than holding hands, a loving gaze... maybe a small, tiny, little, minute, miniscule kiss.
But if he DID catch sight of them doing anything more...
Well... he didn't know what he would do.
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You can guess what's next chapter, right?
Oh well. Anyway, on with the story!
__________
As always with news around Hogwarts, news of Harry and Hermione's new relationship spread like wildfire. Harry could feel eyes beating down upon him as he walked down the corridors to his classes; some envious, some mocking.
However, Harry, as well as Hermione, managed to learn to ignore them. He loved Hermione, and there was nothing that could change that.
Nothing...
__________
Ron had just been released from the Hospital wing, and he was mad. However, he was smart enough to know that he had lost. He had lost Hermione and Harry as friends, and Hermione as a potential girlfriend.
But he could go on like this... he just had to get new friends...
__________
"Today class," said Professor Flitwick, "We will be attempting to master... MISTER POTTER, MISS GRANGER, ARE YOU DONE?"
Hermione and Harry sat straight up, caught in the act of passing notes to each other.
"Miss Granger, I'm surprised at you!" said Flitwick in amazement.
"Sorry, Professor!" said Hermione embarrassedly.
"Yes. Well, why don't you two lovebirds let it happen somewhere else?"
At this, Harry and Hermione covered their faces in embarrassment, and the whole class roared with laughter.
Except for Ron.
Ron, despite seeing the total embarrassment those two were in, still would have given anything to be in their position. ANYTHING...
No, he couldn't dwell on this. He had to push them to the back of his mind.
__________
Ron and Harry were walking down from Divination, but not together, of course.
As Harry came to a crossroads in the corridors, he did not proceed to the left, as was the way to lunch in the Great Hall. Instead, he stayed in the middle of the crossroads, and craned his neck to as if to look above the sea of heads to pick out a single one. Ron stayed to see what he was doing, despite himself.
He knew it was coming before it happened. Hermione came into Harry's arms, and they shared a quick kiss right there. A kiss of death, as Ron was concerned. Death to himself.
Ron staggered away from the encounter, not physically injured, but mentally. Every single display of romance between the two- he just couldn't take it. Every little loving gaze, touch... and just forget about a kiss.
All he had to do was not catch sight of the two in any form of... "Romantic intercourse," as he called it, and he would be fine. Yes, that was it, thought Ron. Just don't catch sight of them doing anything more serious than holding hands, a loving gaze... maybe a small, tiny, little, minute, miniscule kiss.
But if he DID catch sight of them doing anything more...
Well... he didn't know what he would do.
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You can guess what's next chapter, right?