A/N: This installment's a little longer! YAY! And unfortunately just adds to the insanity. lol well, enjoy, and please review when your done reading! And if this is too cliché for you keep in mind I wrote this ages ago and that I have other much better writing out! (which you may wanna check out wink wink Nudge nudge)
Part 5 Ron's Point of View
I ran. I couldn't watch those two. The two who claimed to be my best friends. I didn't know where to go. I couldn't go back to my corridor, they would find me. I couldn't let them see me like this. I couldn't let anyone se me like this. I'll admit it, I was crying. I went outside it was the only place I could think of that they wouldn't be able to find me. Someone else found me though.
"Ron? What 'er you 'doin out 'ere?" Hagrid asked.
"Uh, nothing, just getting some fresh air," I lied wiping my face hurriedly even though it was to dark for him to be able to see the tears on my face.
"You a'right?" Hagrid questioned, he must have noticed the way my voice was shaking.
"I'm fine," I said but my voice cracked loudly and more tears started falling onto my cheeks. Seventeen and crying like an infant, great.
"You sure?" Hagrid asked stopping and yanking his large coat, which was now stuck on a tree branch
"Lumos!" I shouted shining light where the coat was caught so Hagrid could get it off. It was a bad idea the light must have shined on my face a little and Hagrid could see the shine of tears.
"Come on Ron," Hagrid said pulling himself free and pulling me into his hut.
"Hagrid, really, I'm fine," I murmured wiping my face,
"Come on Ron. Don't think yer' can't tell me, 'arry, and 'ermione and Ginny, all tell me ev'rything and yer gonna too," Hagrid said calmly putting a kettle on the fire and bringing some cauldron cakes to the table. I shifted uncomfortably at the names of Harry and Hermione; I guess that's what tipped Hagrid off.
"This is about 'arry and 'ermione ain't it?" Hagrid asked but he already knew the answer from the look on my face.
"They went to the Yule ball together," I muttered.
"So, that's what it's about then?" Hagrid asked. I hesitated a minute before nodding.
"So then you like 'ermione?" Hagrid asked grinning. I nodded again before blurting it all out.
"And Harry knew and he still asked her out I don't know what he was thinking! And then Hermione, of course she said yes, Harry just gets everything! Why does he get all the fame and fortune and all and now he has Hermione too!" I revealed all of this extremely fast leaving Hagrid kinda confused, "Sorry," I muttered.
"Well, you want ter know what I think?" Hagrid asked after putting together what I had said, or at least most of it.
"What?" I asked.
"I think you should talk to them, 'arry and 'ermione, they may 'ave a good expl'nation," Hagrid said wisely.
"Alright," I muttered, slightly embarrassed I left thanking Hagrid and telling him I would talk to them. I walked up to Gryffindor tower muttered the password to the fat lady and walked through the portrait hole. Hermione was sitting on the couch her head in her hands. Harry was next to her with his arm around her shoulders, maybe he was just comforting her, but still, the sight was too much for me. I couldn't talk to them; not yet, I crept up to the boys corridor unnoticed in the ever-darkening shadows once again. I almost stopped when I heard Hermione crying. But I couldn't I went in and shut the door. I think I slammed it a little harder then I had meant to because Harry ran into the room a few seconds later.
Part 6 Harry's Point of View
Hermione and I raced up to the Gryffindor tower where we expected to see Ron sitting there. He wasn't. Neither she nor I could think of where else he could go. She sat down and put her head in her hands I could tell she was trying not to cry, trying to be strong. I sat down next to her and put my arm around her shoulders softly rubbing her back.
"Why was I SO stupid?" She cried.
"Hermione, it's not your fault," I muttered into her ear, "If you didn't want to go with Ron, well, that's not your fault."
"That's the thing Harry, I did want to go with him! I love him! He knows I do, I was so stubborn, God! Why am I so dumb?" Hermione yelled. Something inside of me felt as if it just broke, I'm guessing it was my heart. Why does Ron have to get EVERYTHING! And he thinks I get everything. He is so ungrateful for all he has. What he has leaves what I have in the shadows. I would trade lives in a second.
Me:A place on the quidditch team
Popularity
Two friends who care about me, well if Ron still cares about me
One of the most powerful evil wizards ever trying to kill me
No family
Money
Ron:
A Family that he loves, and that loves him
A girl that he loves, that loves him
Security
A place on the quidditch team
Two best friends
How can he for a minute think I have more then him? God! He makes me so angry sometimes, and then, he is my best friend. If he has all that, why does he have to have Hermione too? I know it isn't fair for me to all of the sudden start liking her in this way when Ron has liked her forever practically. Is it my fault I didn't see it sooner? "Hermione, your not dumb, your one of the most intelligent people I know," I cooed into her ear. She simply kept crying
A loud banging noise came from the boy's corridor and made me jump, it wasn't a huge mystery who made the sound, everyone else was still at the party. I kissed Hermione on the forehead and stood up.
"Everything will be ok, I'll go talk to him," I ran to the boys corridor and swung open the door hoping that what I had just told Hermione would hold true. The room was dark and I could see Ron sitting there in the shadows.
"Err, I uh, need to talk to you," I mumbled meekly. Ron rolled his eyes,
"Yeah you, err, do," Ron mocked in a horribly sarcastic voice. "And you need to tell me why the bloody hell you lied to me and kept you and Hermione a fu-"
"But we're not!" I heard Hermione cry from behind me. I turned. Even with her hair falling out of the twist on the back of her head, and her eyes red from crying she looked stunning (How had I never noticed it before?). She carelessly wiped a tear from her cheek and looked up at Ron.
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