~*Ron*~
"Ron?" Harry said waving a hand in front of his friends face.
"yeah, what do you want?" Ron snapped, snapping out of his trace.
"Hey don't bite my head off, I was just saying it's time to eat diner and to come down.
"Oh, ok" he said getting up and following his friend.
As they were walking through the hallway of house elves, Ron didn't talk at all. They came to the stairs and Harry couldn't stand not knowing what was going on.
"Ok, Ron, I want the truth, what's up?" he said stopping his friend just before they got to the stairs.
Ron sighed and walked over to the wall, and turned his back to it and slid down.
"well if you really must know..."
Harry walked over and sat down beside him. "Is it a girl?"
"No"
"A guy, perhaps?"
"NO!" Ron said in disgust
"Well then?"
"It's you."
"Me? What did I do this time?"
"Well it's sort of you. You know last year how I got named prefect for Gryffindor?"
"Yeah? You were happy then what happened?"
"We found out that the only reason I got prefect is because Dumbledore thought you would have to much on your plate, that's what happened."
"Ok...but that wasn't my fault. I thought right from the beginning that you disserved to be prefect, I told you that!" Harry said standing up and starting to get red in the face. How could Ron, his best friend, be acting like this?
"yeah ok I guess."
Harry calmed down before Ron could see he was getting upset. He extended his hand to help Ron up.
"let's go eat some dinner"
They headed down towards the kitchen to here Mrs. Weasley barking at Fred and George for waking up Mrs. Black(Sirius' mother), who was screaming almost as loud as Mrs. Weasley. Mrs. Weasley stopped screaming the instant Ron and Harry entered the room.
"Oh good, you two are here, now we can begin. Everyone sit." She said moving toward the table.
"What makes Ron so special that we had to wait for him." George said smirking.
Mrs. Weasley gave him a very testing look.
"Molly, you really have out done yourself." Said Remus, eyeing the plump turkey sitting in the middle of the table.
"Dig in everybody" said Mr. Weasley
They didn't need telling twice. Instantly they all started grabbing at the turkey, the ham, the mashed potatoes, and soon the room was full of laughter and talk that ranged from one end of the table to the other. At one end of the table, Harry, Fred, George and Lupin were in discussion of the new racing broom, the Super Nova 2004.
"it is better then Harry's Firebolt." Said Fred
"Hey, My Firebolt is a fine piece of furniture. I mean how good can this broom be?" Harry said defending his fine broom, which he had received only 3 years previous, and with the Racing broom servicing kit Hermonie gave him, he has kept it in top shape.
"It is the best broom ever made, Harry, isn't that right Ron? Ron?" George said looking over at Ron.
They all looked over at Ron, who hadn't said a word all through diner. He looked up noticing that everyone in that discussion was looking at him.
"Oh the Super Nova 2004? Yeah it's the best broom yet." He said enthusiastically before returning to the world of his potatoes.
Fred leaned in closer to Harry and whispered, "What's up with Ron, Harry?"
"I don't know, but I intend to find out." He said giving Ron a quick glance before retuning to the conversation on brooms.
Down at the other end of the table, Hermonie, Ginny and Mrs. Weasley, were taking about the newest fashion in the wizarding world.
"Oh I can't believe we are stuck wearing the dumb black uniforms, when everyone knows that the red ones are soo much more fashionable." Ginny said pouring herself some milk and taking a drink from it.
"Oh I don't know I quite like the black robes, the are very equalizing," Said Hermonie. "what I don't like is we aren't allowed to alter them little bit." She said taking a bit of turkey which was dripping in gravy.
"Like how?" Ginny said sounding intrigued. "well I got in trouble for trying to magic my skirt a little shorter and I wanted my robe to be a short sleeves and I got in trouble for rolling up my sleeves. " "Really?" "Yeah" "Hermonie, how short was a little shorter?" Mrs. Weasley asked. "Well, our skirts usually come down to our knees, right?" "Yes" "Well mine was half way up my thighs.." She stopped abruptly at the sight of Mrs. Weasley's face "half way up your thighs? Do you really think that is appropriate?" "how else are we to get guy's attention? The way guys see me now, I am just the geeky girl who knows all, but I do have great legs and I want to show the off." "Well, why don't you ask Professor Dumbledore if you guys can have a dress down day, you know where you can wear what ever you want?" "But then the next day we are back to uniforms, man, girls in Canada, there uniforms are great.." "Wahoo for girls in Canada, but the is England and here we don't raise sluts here." Mrs. Weasley said on a would-be finishing note, but it wasn't the end of the conversation for Hermonie. "So now I am a slut? Great my best friends mom thinks I am a slut." She screamed and stormed out of the room. Everyone was now looking at Mrs. Weasley with complete confusion. "Molly, What is she on about?" Mr. Weasley asked "Oh nothing..." Mrs. Weasley lied "Mum, could you try being nice to ALL my friends and not just the famous ones?" Ron said getting up from the table. He crossed the room and left. "I go and talk to him." Harry said leaving the room. He stalked Ron all the way up to his room, and when Ron turned around to close the door of his room he finally noticed Harry. "What do you want?" He said looking at Harry "To know what the hell is wrong with you lately." He said to Ron hopping he would invite him in. Ron sighed "Come in, I will tell you" He said moving aside, allowing Harry in. Harry entered the room of orange and went over to the desk and sat down in the chair, Ron shut the door and sat on the bed directly across from Harry. "So now what are you soo upset about?" Harry said cutting to the chase. "Ok well it's Hermonie really..." Ron said turning pink "Ok so basically you want a pair of new friends." "What?" Ron said looking up "Well first you have a problem with me, now you have a problem with Hermonie, or is it a problem?" Harry said looking up at his friend "No not really, well it is for me, she has no idea there is a problem" "Ok..."
Ron stood up and crossed the room to his closet and opened it. Harry almost fell off the bed at what he saw. Hermonie. Not the really Hermonie just pictures of her, all over the place. Harry crossed over to the closet. He noticed that most of the pictures were taking from far away. Every so often he would see himself standing with Hermonie. He finally found his voice.
"D-does Hermonie know about these pictures you have taken of her?"
"I-I didn't I got people to do it for me."
"Ron, you know this would be considered a stalker, eh?"
"oh well.." He said smiling at the moving picture of Hermonie taking with her friends of 6th year girls.
"So you like her and ..."
"And I have no such chance with her."
"how do you know?"
"Because I heard her talking to Ginny last night."
"Really? What did she say?"
"Well, I was walking up towards my room and I past Ginny's room and I heard hermonie's voice so I stopped. Then I heard them talking about someone. So I got interested. Hermonie said that whoever they were talking about, Obviously likes her and has shown it well." Ron stopped and swallowed hard. "Then Ginny said "well what are you going to do?" and Hermonie said that whoever they were taking about was to good of a friend and she didn't want to mess that up. Ginny said that it would break "his heart" and Hermonie said I know and that is why I have to let him down easy and tell him before we go back to Hogwarts. Then I heard movement and I ran before they could notice I was there. Now, you haven't been showing any sings of liking Hermonie have you?"
"No" Harry said
"Then who else could it be but me? I mean she is not good friends with Fred or George or Percy, and we are the only guys in the house that she would be able to tell before we go back to Hogwarts because Fred and George don't go anymore and neither does Percy. She knows and I am doomed."
Harry opened his mouth to say something when I knock at the door that made both boys jump. Harry crossed the room to open the door. Standing there was Hermonie.
"Harry? Can I talk to you?"
"Sure come in."
Ron shut the closet door quickly.
"No I need to talk to you alone."
"ok..." he said following Hermonie out the door.
"Ok" she said in her room "I know"
"Oh, ok well I kinda guessed you did."
"yeah well then you realize why it can never happen."
"Why not?" Harry said
"Because it will ruin all our friendships."
"Ok.."
"but I am flattered that you liked me..." She cut off abruptly seeing Harry's shocked look. "You do like me right?"
"NO! You're my best friend why would I like you more then that?"
"OH! Well then why have you been flirting with me?"
"I-I think I have to go..." he said stumbling over Hermonie's night table.
"why?"
"Because... this is just weird."
"Why is it weird?"
"YOU THINK I WAS FLIRTING WITH YOU!! I LIKE CHO, NOT YOU! IT'S YOUR FAULT THAT WE ARE NO LONGER TOGTHER." He said fumbling with the door knob.
"wait, Harry, you said you guessed that I knew, what did you mean?"
Harry stopped fumbling with the door and he straightened up. "Ummm..." he said awkwardly
"Ummm?" Hermonie said raising an eyebrow.
"Ok that I really can't tell you. And please don't pressure me to tell you or get mad at me for not telling." He said reaching for the door handle
"Ok I won't. And Harry?" She said "Don't mention this to Ron, he will only laugh at me."
Harry looked over his shoulder at her, she was blushing.
"I won't. Good night Hermonie, early start tomorrow."
He left the room in silence.
Author Note: I think I am getting better at writing these stories. I am sorry if you didn't read the 5th book before you read this story, because if you didn't you won't know about Harry and Cho. Ok well these characters all belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling, except those which are new, they are all mine, and they are based on my friend, Michelle Bateman, myself and her "boyfriend" Kennison(Will). So ya love you all and Laterz. On with the story.
"Ron?" Harry said waving a hand in front of his friends face.
"yeah, what do you want?" Ron snapped, snapping out of his trace.
"Hey don't bite my head off, I was just saying it's time to eat diner and to come down.
"Oh, ok" he said getting up and following his friend.
As they were walking through the hallway of house elves, Ron didn't talk at all. They came to the stairs and Harry couldn't stand not knowing what was going on.
"Ok, Ron, I want the truth, what's up?" he said stopping his friend just before they got to the stairs.
Ron sighed and walked over to the wall, and turned his back to it and slid down.
"well if you really must know..."
Harry walked over and sat down beside him. "Is it a girl?"
"No"
"A guy, perhaps?"
"NO!" Ron said in disgust
"Well then?"
"It's you."
"Me? What did I do this time?"
"Well it's sort of you. You know last year how I got named prefect for Gryffindor?"
"Yeah? You were happy then what happened?"
"We found out that the only reason I got prefect is because Dumbledore thought you would have to much on your plate, that's what happened."
"Ok...but that wasn't my fault. I thought right from the beginning that you disserved to be prefect, I told you that!" Harry said standing up and starting to get red in the face. How could Ron, his best friend, be acting like this?
"yeah ok I guess."
Harry calmed down before Ron could see he was getting upset. He extended his hand to help Ron up.
"let's go eat some dinner"
They headed down towards the kitchen to here Mrs. Weasley barking at Fred and George for waking up Mrs. Black(Sirius' mother), who was screaming almost as loud as Mrs. Weasley. Mrs. Weasley stopped screaming the instant Ron and Harry entered the room.
"Oh good, you two are here, now we can begin. Everyone sit." She said moving toward the table.
"What makes Ron so special that we had to wait for him." George said smirking.
Mrs. Weasley gave him a very testing look.
"Molly, you really have out done yourself." Said Remus, eyeing the plump turkey sitting in the middle of the table.
"Dig in everybody" said Mr. Weasley
They didn't need telling twice. Instantly they all started grabbing at the turkey, the ham, the mashed potatoes, and soon the room was full of laughter and talk that ranged from one end of the table to the other. At one end of the table, Harry, Fred, George and Lupin were in discussion of the new racing broom, the Super Nova 2004.
"it is better then Harry's Firebolt." Said Fred
"Hey, My Firebolt is a fine piece of furniture. I mean how good can this broom be?" Harry said defending his fine broom, which he had received only 3 years previous, and with the Racing broom servicing kit Hermonie gave him, he has kept it in top shape.
"It is the best broom ever made, Harry, isn't that right Ron? Ron?" George said looking over at Ron.
They all looked over at Ron, who hadn't said a word all through diner. He looked up noticing that everyone in that discussion was looking at him.
"Oh the Super Nova 2004? Yeah it's the best broom yet." He said enthusiastically before returning to the world of his potatoes.
Fred leaned in closer to Harry and whispered, "What's up with Ron, Harry?"
"I don't know, but I intend to find out." He said giving Ron a quick glance before retuning to the conversation on brooms.
Down at the other end of the table, Hermonie, Ginny and Mrs. Weasley, were taking about the newest fashion in the wizarding world.
"Oh I can't believe we are stuck wearing the dumb black uniforms, when everyone knows that the red ones are soo much more fashionable." Ginny said pouring herself some milk and taking a drink from it.
"Oh I don't know I quite like the black robes, the are very equalizing," Said Hermonie. "what I don't like is we aren't allowed to alter them little bit." She said taking a bit of turkey which was dripping in gravy.
"Like how?" Ginny said sounding intrigued. "well I got in trouble for trying to magic my skirt a little shorter and I wanted my robe to be a short sleeves and I got in trouble for rolling up my sleeves. " "Really?" "Yeah" "Hermonie, how short was a little shorter?" Mrs. Weasley asked. "Well, our skirts usually come down to our knees, right?" "Yes" "Well mine was half way up my thighs.." She stopped abruptly at the sight of Mrs. Weasley's face "half way up your thighs? Do you really think that is appropriate?" "how else are we to get guy's attention? The way guys see me now, I am just the geeky girl who knows all, but I do have great legs and I want to show the off." "Well, why don't you ask Professor Dumbledore if you guys can have a dress down day, you know where you can wear what ever you want?" "But then the next day we are back to uniforms, man, girls in Canada, there uniforms are great.." "Wahoo for girls in Canada, but the is England and here we don't raise sluts here." Mrs. Weasley said on a would-be finishing note, but it wasn't the end of the conversation for Hermonie. "So now I am a slut? Great my best friends mom thinks I am a slut." She screamed and stormed out of the room. Everyone was now looking at Mrs. Weasley with complete confusion. "Molly, What is she on about?" Mr. Weasley asked "Oh nothing..." Mrs. Weasley lied "Mum, could you try being nice to ALL my friends and not just the famous ones?" Ron said getting up from the table. He crossed the room and left. "I go and talk to him." Harry said leaving the room. He stalked Ron all the way up to his room, and when Ron turned around to close the door of his room he finally noticed Harry. "What do you want?" He said looking at Harry "To know what the hell is wrong with you lately." He said to Ron hopping he would invite him in. Ron sighed "Come in, I will tell you" He said moving aside, allowing Harry in. Harry entered the room of orange and went over to the desk and sat down in the chair, Ron shut the door and sat on the bed directly across from Harry. "So now what are you soo upset about?" Harry said cutting to the chase. "Ok well it's Hermonie really..." Ron said turning pink "Ok so basically you want a pair of new friends." "What?" Ron said looking up "Well first you have a problem with me, now you have a problem with Hermonie, or is it a problem?" Harry said looking up at his friend "No not really, well it is for me, she has no idea there is a problem" "Ok..."
Ron stood up and crossed the room to his closet and opened it. Harry almost fell off the bed at what he saw. Hermonie. Not the really Hermonie just pictures of her, all over the place. Harry crossed over to the closet. He noticed that most of the pictures were taking from far away. Every so often he would see himself standing with Hermonie. He finally found his voice.
"D-does Hermonie know about these pictures you have taken of her?"
"I-I didn't I got people to do it for me."
"Ron, you know this would be considered a stalker, eh?"
"oh well.." He said smiling at the moving picture of Hermonie taking with her friends of 6th year girls.
"So you like her and ..."
"And I have no such chance with her."
"how do you know?"
"Because I heard her talking to Ginny last night."
"Really? What did she say?"
"Well, I was walking up towards my room and I past Ginny's room and I heard hermonie's voice so I stopped. Then I heard them talking about someone. So I got interested. Hermonie said that whoever they were talking about, Obviously likes her and has shown it well." Ron stopped and swallowed hard. "Then Ginny said "well what are you going to do?" and Hermonie said that whoever they were taking about was to good of a friend and she didn't want to mess that up. Ginny said that it would break "his heart" and Hermonie said I know and that is why I have to let him down easy and tell him before we go back to Hogwarts. Then I heard movement and I ran before they could notice I was there. Now, you haven't been showing any sings of liking Hermonie have you?"
"No" Harry said
"Then who else could it be but me? I mean she is not good friends with Fred or George or Percy, and we are the only guys in the house that she would be able to tell before we go back to Hogwarts because Fred and George don't go anymore and neither does Percy. She knows and I am doomed."
Harry opened his mouth to say something when I knock at the door that made both boys jump. Harry crossed the room to open the door. Standing there was Hermonie.
"Harry? Can I talk to you?"
"Sure come in."
Ron shut the closet door quickly.
"No I need to talk to you alone."
"ok..." he said following Hermonie out the door.
"Ok" she said in her room "I know"
"Oh, ok well I kinda guessed you did."
"yeah well then you realize why it can never happen."
"Why not?" Harry said
"Because it will ruin all our friendships."
"Ok.."
"but I am flattered that you liked me..." She cut off abruptly seeing Harry's shocked look. "You do like me right?"
"NO! You're my best friend why would I like you more then that?"
"OH! Well then why have you been flirting with me?"
"I-I think I have to go..." he said stumbling over Hermonie's night table.
"why?"
"Because... this is just weird."
"Why is it weird?"
"YOU THINK I WAS FLIRTING WITH YOU!! I LIKE CHO, NOT YOU! IT'S YOUR FAULT THAT WE ARE NO LONGER TOGTHER." He said fumbling with the door knob.
"wait, Harry, you said you guessed that I knew, what did you mean?"
Harry stopped fumbling with the door and he straightened up. "Ummm..." he said awkwardly
"Ummm?" Hermonie said raising an eyebrow.
"Ok that I really can't tell you. And please don't pressure me to tell you or get mad at me for not telling." He said reaching for the door handle
"Ok I won't. And Harry?" She said "Don't mention this to Ron, he will only laugh at me."
Harry looked over his shoulder at her, she was blushing.
"I won't. Good night Hermonie, early start tomorrow."
He left the room in silence.
Author Note: I think I am getting better at writing these stories. I am sorry if you didn't read the 5th book before you read this story, because if you didn't you won't know about Harry and Cho. Ok well these characters all belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling, except those which are new, they are all mine, and they are based on my friend, Michelle Bateman, myself and her "boyfriend" Kennison(Will). So ya love you all and Laterz. On with the story.