SECRETS UNVEILED
by Prototype 2004
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros
04: In The Mind of He
Ron bounced off the stairs at top speed, with such renewed vigor that one would never guess he had been held unconscious just moments before. He quickly reached his destination on the first floor – a tattered, rotting wood door in the thick shadows of a corridor. Too quickly. However much his eagerness to apologize to Hermione might mislead, he did not, in fact, have a clue about what he was going to say. He could just imagine it now… Opening the door and saying cheerfully, "Oh, hello, Hermione. By the way – I just wanted to tell you – sorry for scaring you out of your bloody wits by taking a whiff like some sick bastard while you were bloody sleeping!"
Yeah, that'll work, thought Ron darkly. Well, might as well sit down. I have a nasty feeling this is going to take a long time.
So the red-headed boy slipped down on the mucky ground and sat leaning against the peeling wall. His head swam with confusion and embarrassment at what he had subconsciously done. How could he explain himself to Hermione when he hadn't reached a rational conclusion? It seemed utterly impossible.
And then, just as Ron had felt a temporary sense of bravery and inched his hand toward the rusty doorknob, before he could ponder the matter more closely, he was interrupted by the clattering noise of someone running down the steps from the second floor. He glared into the shadows and retreated his hand back swiftly.
"Who's there?" Ron demanded, straightening up to his full height.
"Ginny, you prat," the figure answered, coming into view and stopping in front of Ron. "I was looking for Hermione. What are you doing here?" she asked, evidently amused.
"Oh, n-nothing. I dunno," he replied lamely, trying to draw attention from his ears, which had gotten red-hot again. They seemed to react like that whenever he replayed the scene in his head again, and for some odd reason, it had to be now.
Ginny took one good look at him, complete with fidgeting fingers and an avoidant expression, and started giggling like mad. She struggled past him and closed the door shut within a flash.
After a few moments, Ginny had calmed down and Ron heard the mumblings of a conversation. Wondering what Ginny had found so amusing, he took one last, longing look at the door and went to climb the staircase in uncertainity.
Author's note: Weeee-ell, I haven't updated in quite a long time. -pokes herself- What can I say...? Life just interferes...