A/N: Don't worry guys, "Is Fluff Enough?" Should be up later today or tomorrow, "This Hand Hold Called" should be up after this one, If I feel like it. And I probably will do another chapter for "First Loves Kiss." But right now I'm in the mood to write this story!
Chapter Three
(Trying To) Move On
Come on Ron, you where happy before you met her. Because I didn't know what I was missing, the cute face, the telling offs, the sweet honey smell. Yes but look at her! Ron was sitting on a bench in Kensington Gardens having another go at himself. A girl who looked rather familiar jogged past, a stick poking out through her jeans pocket. "You're wand's showing." Ron said as she came closer.
A smile stretched across her face as she poked it down, "Ron Weasley?" she said, Ron nodded, he didn't know where this was going but she looked some what familiar, "Lavender Brown, from Hogwarts! What's it been... four years?" She asked holding out a hand.
Lavender Brown, she was looking quiet dashing, "Yes," Ron said reaching fir her hand and shaking it. She was a nice girl but Ron wondered how much she had spent on plastic surgery in the last 4 year... quiet a lot.
"Wow! You've certainly grown in the last few years." For the first time since that drunken girl in the Hogshead he was sized up. Damn right sized up. "How would you like to get together sometime? Talk a bit..." She smiled, and then added to harshly, "You don't have a girl friend do you?"
What do I do? Go out for supper, have fun, get her drunk and snog her. What about Hermione? You got no hope with her, she's already married. But I love her, I don't love a desperate piece of plastic. Just this one date... "Ok, tonight at six, sound good?" He asked merrily, but he hoped so much she would say she was busy, couldn't or just plan 'no'.
"Sure, here is my address." She took a laminated card out of her purse and handed it to him. What's she anyway... a hooker? She smiled kissed him on the cheek and jogged away, her wand sticking out again. I swear anything she is!
"Well, Harry I got asked out by a hooker today!" He said after Harry asked what he had been doing. Harry backed away mocking a freaked out face. "And... I said 'ok, tonight at six!' I'm such an idiot.
"I will agree with you there, you are an idiot." This was what Ron classified a 'slap' comment, "But maybe you can get Hermione out of you're system if you go on a few dates. What's her name anyway?" Harry asked pouring a cup of coffee.
"Lavender Brown!" Harry looked at him shocked, "I swear!" At this Harry spat the coffee at an alarmingly fast speed.
"Anyway, Ginny's coming over." Harry said turning on the kettle.
"Come on, you'll slip to her I'm crying every night for Hermione. She'll make a big deal and tell Hermione. And I won't even have her as a friend!" The words just came spilling out of his mouth. He hadn't told Harry out straight he cried every night. But now he knew and it was silent for a minute.
"Don't worry, I won't tell Ginny you love Hermione." Ron hit Harry across the head; Ginny had walked in the front door, and heard what Harry had said. Or at least the 'you love Hermione.' Part.
"YOU WHAT?" Ginny dropped her coat and looked horrified at Ron, "I knew you used to have a school boy crush on her, but I thought it had gone... and you love her?" Ginny grabbed the cup of coffee Harry was about to sip, 'You've been drinking to much coffee later honey.'
"Do you mind not sweet talking my best friend?" Ron said, She has every right they are engaged. Let's keep on topic here, idiot! Lets not. "And Ginny I can't believe you're going to marry a prat like Harry."
"I'm not a prat!" Harry said, Ginny and Ron ignored the comment.
"Do you mind answering me...?" Ginny said frustrated. Ron said nothing, he never liked to lie. But he really couldn't tell his little sister. Just as he was about to change the subject, Harry was feeling left out...
"He does, he loved her since sixth year at least! And he has been crying every night since he found out they where engaged." Harry blurted it all out before Ron could stop him. He jumped towards Harry and punched him on the shoulder. Sending an evil stare at Ginny. He grabbed his coat, and ran out the front door.
Screw Harry, curse Ginny, forget Hermione! Forget Hermione? Yes she is only trouble. Really what-ever happened to 'I love her'? Things change. Okay then what are you going to do? I'm going to go to Lavender's it's almost 6, then as you suggested earlier 'snog her senseless'. Well look who came crawling back. Ron walked up a cement walk way and too a large oak door, Here goes nothing.
"Hello Ginny!" Hermione said opening the door to Ginny, who looked like she had run a marathon. "Err... what are you doing?" Finally someone she could talk to, she wasn't going to tell her about Ron. But at least she could put a smile on her face. Even though the smile was yet a smile piece of something horrible.
"Look Hermione, I was over at Harry's, we are engaged by the way." Ginny started.
"What? You're engaged oh, I'm so excited." He smiled a true smile for the first time in many days. Her happy thoughts where interrupted.
"Yes, no time for that though. Anyway Harry spilled that Ron was in love with you, he Ron punched Harry and took off for some bar." Ginny said, Hermione's mind raced. Ron couldn't love her, it was impossible. No it's not, I mean look at you're self. Hermione looked at the mirror next to the stair case. See girl you're beautiful. No I'm not you B.
"He doesn't love me, and why would I care." She frowned; there were so many reasons why she cared. For one reason she loved him. She knew it was impossible but she dreamed Ginny would tell her it was true.
Her dreams came true, "Yes, Ron loves you! You love Ron, so get you're ass over to the bar on Twenty Second St. This minute." Ginny pushed Hermione out of the door, Hermione (pretended to) fight her off and failed. The second she couldn't see Ginny anymore she bursted into a sprint.
This was it she was going to see Ron, and she would be happy...
N/F/Y CLIFFY! Hahaha will Ron be snogging Lavender when Hermione comes? Haha Review or I won't update!
