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Part 7 Hermione's Point Of View

 "Hermione, it's not your fault if you didn't want to go out with Ron," Harry muttered in my ear. He had no idea how wrong he was to say that.

"That's the thing, Harry," I sobbed, "I did want to go with him! I love him! He knows I do, I was so stubborn, God! Why am I so dumb?" I was surprised at what I had just said; I had never admitted how I had truly felt about Ron to anyone before, or to myself really. Harry was quiet for a minute, just stroking my back mindlessly. Finally he spoke.

"Hermione, your not dumb your one of the most intelligent people I know," Harry whispered softly. I know he meant well, but all his kind words made me feel immensely guilty. There was a loud crashing sound and Harry jumped, and we both knew that Ron must have just gone into the boy's corridor.

"Everything will be ok, I'll go talk to him," Harry said heading towards the boys corridor. I followed silently behind him from a few paces. He opened the door nervously and walked in leaving me in the shadows of the hall.

"Err, I uh, need to talk to you," Harry muttered. After a pause Ron replied.

"Uh, Yeah Harry, you, uh do," Ron mocked in an extremely sarcastic voice. He didn't give Harry time to answer. "And you need to tell me why the bloody hell you lied to me and kept you and Hermione a fu-"

"But Ron, We're not," I said stepping into the doorway, I couldn't take it anymore.

"Your not?" Ron asked suddenly quiet.

"No," I said firmly.

"But I heard Harry say that it wasn't your fault if you didn't want to go out with me," Ron pointed out slowly glancing from me to Harry.

"I DID want to go with you, I was just, uh, tired of waiting," I mumbled staring at my high-heeled shoes.

"So you went with my BESTFRIEND?" Ron shouted angrily, He didn't give us time to defend ourselves, "I can't believe you asked her out!" He yelled turning to Harry and glaring daggers at him. "You KNEW I wanted to go out with her!"

Part 8 Ron's Point of View

"Uh, I uh, need to talk to you," I remember Harry saying pathetically.

"Uh, Yeah Harry, you, uh do," I mocked sarcastically, "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!" Hermione cried stepping into the doorway behind my

ex-bestfriend. There were tears traveling slowly down her cheeks as our eyes locked. She brushed a tear carelessly away and I said,

"Your not?" Hope and confusion seemed to tear my brain apart.

"No," Hermione said firmly. I glanced at Harry who was staring straight ahead blankly. "But I heard Harry say that it wasn't your fault if you didn't want to go with me," I pointed out.

"I DID want to go with you, I was just tired of waiting," Hermione said in a slightly pathetic voice.

"So you agreed to go with my BESTFRIEND?!?" I asked staring at her and then back at Harry. "I can't believe you asked her out!" I yelled turning to Harry and glaring daggers at him. "You KNEW I wanted to go out with her!"

"I didn't." Harry said plainly glaring back at me.

"What?" I asked in utter confusion.

"I didn't you prat and even if I did it was only cause you didn't deserve to go out with her!" He yelled turning and stepping towards the door

"Harry," Hermione muttered pleadingly. He turned back, the same blank stare on his face.

"Ron, I asked him out," Hermione started meekly she continued before I could say anything, "I was just angry you hadn't asked me out yet, and then when you did you did it rudely, so, I, uh forced Harry into it," she finished, eyeing me nervously, "I'm sorry," She added after a minute.

"I'm sorry I didn't ask you sooner," I mumbled. She smiled and ran to me hugging me happily.

"So you don't like Harry?" I asked happiness slowly taking over.

"No," She said smiling.

"And you, Harry, don't like Hermione?" He hesitated as we both stared at him.

"No.. I mean... I do," He mumbled looking back at us nervously. "I mean, I do not, just as a friend" He added quickly. Looking down at his feet down in the shadows

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