Mean and Nice?

This is a HG/DM fanfic so if you have a problem with that then don't read this. Yes, it's that simple! Yay. Heh.

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"Let's go meet up with the others." Vicky said when Ron and her walked out of the ice cream shop.

"Okay." Ron answered following her.

Ron sighed to himself. "I think she was bored the whole time..." He thought.

Vicky stopped in place and saw someone she knew run right past her. Ron bumped right into her.

"Sorry." He mumbled.

"It's okay. I think... that was... Hermione? She ran pasted us!" Vicky pointed her out from far away.

"I wonder why..." Ron said as he walked over there to Vicky.

"Hey! Ron! Vicky! Seen Hermione come over here!?" Denise huffed behind them.

"Yes, she's over there." Ron said.

"How about we leave her alone. She needs time alone." Denise pulled them near a bridge.

"Why is she over there?" Vicky asked leaning against the bridge next to Ron.

"Draco." Denise replied.

"Oh... That's ruined now." Vicky sighed.

"I don't think I want to know. I know something else is ruined." Ron said the last sentence under his breath.

"What else?" Vicky looked over to him.

"Nothing..." Ron tried to hide his frown. "I'm going to see if Hermione is alright."

"Don't!" Vicky said but she was too late, he started to run.

Denise and Vicky glared at Ron. Hermione looked rather upset, easy to see from that distance. She yelled at him and glared.

["Hermione?" Ron said.

"What?" Hermione sighed.

"Are you okay? Wanna talk?" Ron asked her.

"NO." She only said.

"Why, what even happened?" He stood there wondering.

"Who even cares? Do I look like I care?" Hermione mumbled angrily.


"Actually you do. What made you act like this?"

"It's none of your business. Which isn't of anyone else's. I just don't care anymore."

"Well you really seem like you need to talk to someone..." Ron murmured.

"My whole body is getting numb already. I really want to go back to Hogwarts. The train doesn't leave... until... in 2 hours." Hermione thought.

"No I don't." She said calmly.

"Yes you do......"

"Just leave me alone." She yelled.]

She went near the bridge. When she first saw Denise, she ran off somewhere in a corner. Vicky followed her.

"Hermione?" Vicky mumbled.

"Go away." Hermione growled.

"Hermione. Can't we talk about this?" Vicky frowned.

"No, I don't want to. I don't plan to. You knew he was going out with her and neither of you even bothered to tell me—" Hermione started.

"We didn't want to see you hurt.."

"Well I AM hurt to know that you were hiding something from me." She just walked away.

Vicky went over to Denise and where Ron stood, fuming. Hermione wouldn't talk to either of them for a while and it was mostly Ron's fault for disturbing her. She got really pissed off.

"Ron. I told you NOT to go over there! I guess Erica is right about you. I mean can't you listen to that simple word, 'dont'?" Vicky squinted her eyes furiously.

Ron glared at her and said, "She is MY friend too! It's not like she gave me a warning of 'don't disturb me' until now."

He walked away mad. Vicky sat on the ground waiting for the train to go back to Hogwarts, soon. She sighed to herself and didn't really notice things around her.

Denise was left there to stand confused and all her friends were mad. They seemed all confused and she didn't know what to do. She walked around Hogwarts about two times not really noticing that.

She saw Hermione twirl a string around her fingers while she sat in the grass not facing much of the shops and she didn't see Denise there. She also happened to see Ron on the other side of the bridge.

He ignored that she was there and she didn't really show any sign of knowing he was there or anything. Denise didn't know what to say to her friends. They would probably mouth at her.

Denise made her way through a new part in Hogsmeades, a garden path. She picked out a dead flower and looked at it's old appearance. It was a white a bit wrinkled lily. She pulled at the petals as she walked around the garden.

"You know, your not supposed to pick the flowers." Someone put there hand on her shoulder and told her.

She turned around and saw Seamus there smiling at her. He changed his expression when he saw her frowning.

"I know... but this one is dead. Like how my other friends are acting like." Denise sighed.

"Your friends are acting dead?" Seamus looked confused.

"I mean... they aren't listening to me. Either some don't want to be talked to. It's just hard for me to see them apart over one little part to make everyone happy. It burns right into our faces. Hermione, for once, she doesn't want to get disturbed as it is. She's already hurt as my friends can see it. Ron, he's a bit angry at what Vicky said. Vicky she's just too confused." Denise sat on the ground and said that.

"I know what you mean now. Want me to talk to Ron?" Seamus asked.

"I don't know... He would probably walk away... It would be nice... I just don't really know." Denise told him.

"It doesn't hurt to try, does it? You try to talk to Hermione." Seamus pulled her up and walked over to the middle where all of them are far apart.

"I guess it doesn't... I suppose I'll try." Denise said.

"Good luck." He smiled at her as he walked over to Ron.

"Hey Ron!" He told him.

"Hi..." Ron mumbled.

"What's the matter with you all?" Seamus asked.

"Nothing." He only said.

"There has to be, though. Denise is walking around not knowing what to do because the three of you are in some fight." Seamus said.

"It's nothing." Ron told him.

"Who got on you?" Seamus asked, "Vicky?"

"Yeah so...?"

"What did she do?"

"

Icky! Icky! Has a crush on a unintelligent GryffinDORK redheaded geek. Erica sneered laughing.

......I guess Erica is right about you.......

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"Vicky was probably angry and not thinking then... I need to go and check on Denise." Seamus said and walked over there.

Denise was actually sitting in a bench. "Hermione wasn't there when I looked. I couldn't find her..."