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Oh cripe, what on earth have I done? Did I actually come close to kissing Draco bloody Malfoy? And did my boyfriend catch me? Now I have totally gotten myself in deep. I ran out of the girls bathroom and looked around frantically. Where did he go? Ah, there he is... heading for the stairway. I hope I can catch him before I lose sight of him. I have to explain everything. But how?
In a way, I am kind of glad that I haven't caught him just yet. By chasing him, I can have time to sort out my thoughts. What am I going to tell him? That it's not what it looks like? Of coarse it was. It looked like we were about to kiss and we were. I have to let him know how sorry I am. Almost kissing Draco has been one of the stupidest things I've done, er, almost done, in my entire lifetime. And now, I might lose yet another person in my life that I deeply care about.
As I chase him through the front door of the castle, I realize just how deep I'm in. First, my Granny bashes me in every possible way. Then, my dad and I yell at her and I run back to the castle without calming down. That was one day. Then, on a whole new day, I receive a howler from my mother, yelling at me for what I've done, and finally, I almost kiss Draco Malfoy! I amlost kiss him, knowing full well that I have a boyfriend. AND I GET CAUGHT BY RON, MY BOYFRIEND!
Oh, leave it to Ron to be running for the Quidditch pitch. He's never been that good at Quidditch, yet he did manage to help us win several games. Including the house cup once or twice.
"Ron, wait up, will you?" I cry. But he's not stopping. Of coarse not, why should he? If I were him, I probably wouldn't stop either. "Ron, now just wait one second, mister!" I am now a good ten feet behind him.
"No!" he shouted over his shoulder.
"Please, Ronald!" I begged, jogging a little faster to try and catch up with him.
"Why the bloody hell should I?" he commanded. I am now by his side.
"Because I really need to explain what happened up there!" I said, tears in my eyes.
"Hmm, let's see," he said, stopping and turning to me. "I left you in the bathroom, I hope we can both agree on that. Then, I am feeling so miserable that you're crying that I decide to go and see how you, MY BLOODY GIRLFRIEND, are recovering from that shock. As I walk into the bathroom, I see you, MY GIRLFRIEND, getting ready to flipping snog the biggest prat in the school! DID I MISS ANYTHING ELSE THAT YOU MIGHT WANT TO EXPLAIN TO ME?"
"Look, Ron, please-" I pleaded.
"You know what, 'Mione, just save it for someone who cares, okay?" he snapped.
"Hey, Weasly!" We turned and saw Draco running our way. "Listen, Ron, I never intended to-" But Ron didn't want to listen anymore. Instead, he took a swing at Draco. Draco missed, but narrowly. Now that Ron's back is to him, Draco grabbed his left wrist (since Ron had swung with his right), and twisted it, bringing Ron to the ground.
"LET ME GO, YOU ARROGANT SON-OF-A-BISCUIT-EATER!" he cried.
"Now, you listen to me, Weasel!" Draco growled. "You and Hermione have been friends a long time. You should know her well enough that you should know that she would never hurt you intentionally. What almost happened between us in the girls bathroom was a mistake and we both admit it. Okay? That was a stupid act between two crazy teens. I don't know, maybe it's those blasted teenage hormones. But what we almost did should have not affect on the two of you."
"Are you bloody telling me that if you and Hermione were dating and you caught her 'almost' kissing me, you wouldn't be angry we me?" cried Ron, still from the ground.
"No, I would've forced your face in, personally," said Draco. "But look, we never did anything. Got it?" Ron seemed to cease struggling.
"How can I be sure that you're telling me the truth and not just trying to get me to forgive the two of you?" he growled.
"If we're lying, I swear you can beat me to a bloody pulp," assured Draco, letting go of Ron's wrist. Ron turned over onto his back and looked at both me and Draco.
"Is that a deal?" he asked, his eyes narrowing.
"On my honor as a Malfoy, I swear it," said Draco, extending his hand. Ron took it, they both shook hands, and then Draco helped Ron up. I quickly brushed him off and then looked up at him.
"I'm so sorry, Ron," I said, dried tears on my cheeks. He smiled.
"I... forgive you," he sighed. I looked at Draco.
"Are you alright, Draco?" I asked. He chuckled.
"Yeah, I think I'll live," he smiled. We looked at each other a few moments longer, then, when we remembered Ron was still there, we looked away. "Erm, well, I supposed I should let you two be together for a while," he said, clearly trying not to blush. He raced back up to the castle.
"Look, Ron-"
"Please, Hermione, let me go first," he said, holding up his hand to stop me. "I think.... we should break up." What did he just say? I'm stunned. Did he just say that we should break up? My expression my mirror the questions, for he went on to explain!
"You see, 'Mione, it's not because I don't have feelings for you. It's just that, perhaps we got together for the wrong reasons. I was feeling horrible about your parents and their situation, and you were vulnerable. Perhaps we confused those things for love." I thought about it for a minute and looked up at him, surprised.
"You know, Ron, I think you're right." He chuckled.
"And this surprises you?" he asked. I shrugged.
"So, what do you say?" he asked, extending his hand. "Friends?" I hesitated for a moment, then extended my hand as well and we shook. He smiled. "Besides, I think there's someone else with an eye on you." He nodded his head to the castle behind him. I stared past him and saw Draco, looking directly at me with some binoculars. He must notice that I am looking in his direction, because he quickly put them behind his back, eyes big, and walked quickly into the castle. I laughed and looked back at Ron. He, too, was smiling broadly.
"You know, Ron, I really don't deserve such a nice, sweet, sensitive guy like you. Someday, you'll make a lucky girl very happy."
"I didn't know you thought so highly of me, but if you say so, I'm not going to stop you." We both chuckled and hugged. After we parted, I felt good.
"Perhaps things are better this way," I smiled. Ron only nodded. Together, we walked back up to the castle, smiling and feeling much better than ever.
A/N2: Wow, there was a lot of screaming in that chapter. hehehe. Well, I hoped all of you liked that one. My prediction is.... probably somewhere from two to three chapters left. Maybe. I'll keep you posted. Maybe more, maybe less. It just depends on how I organize the next few chapters. Anyway, love the reviews and hope you keep reading.