Chapter 6: Trouble in Paradise

Disclaimer-I'm going on a mission tonight to kidnap Rupert Grint and Dan Radcliffe. You should know, either by next chapter, or on your local tele if I suceeded.

You wake up from a very good dream the next morning, you were dreaming that you and Ron were star gazing and you made out for an hour.

Then you realize that it wasn't a dream.

You smile to yourself, and get out of bed. You walk to the shower and wash, get out and head back to your room.

You throw on a white camisole with a green sweater, your favorite dusty pink pleated skirt, a pair of black tights and a pair of tan Ugg boots. You put your wavy hair into 2 rather messy looking low ponytails, and head to the Great Hall for breakfast.

You entered, and saw Ron happily chatting with George and Harry. You flush pink as he catches your eye, and he smiles at you. You sat next to Hermione, still grinning like an idiot. Though you were on opposite ends of the table, you and Ron could still see eachother.

"Why are you so happy?"

"Oh," you said, Hermione's rather cold comment snapping you out of your wonderful daydream. "I dunno, just am?"

"Weird..."

Then she saw who you kept stealing glances at. Anger and jealousy flashed in her eyes, and she watched Ron get up from the table. She got up, and followed him out. You didn't notice Ron leave, and only noticed Hermione because she said goodbye.

You finished eating your french toast and orange juice, and you got up. You headed out, and heard 2 pairs of feet scamper away.

"That's odd.."You thought to yourself. Being a curious type, you followed them. You rounded a corner and saw two students making out against the wall. The girl was on the guy, her bushy brown hair covering his face.

Bushy brown hair...

"Hermione?" you ask quietly.

Her head snaps up, and quickly looks at you.

"What are you doing here?"

"Err, nothing, I just heard 2 people..."

You didn't finish what you were saying because you saw her beau.

Your very own Ronald Weasley.

You stare at him for a few moments, your eyes becoming glassy and rimming with tears.

"..R-r-Ron?" you say, weakly.

"Victoria, wait! It's not what it seems!"

Anger bubbles up inside of you, your face flushes crimson.

"That's what they all say! Whatever Ron! I thought we had something good! I guess I was wrong!"

A tear streamed down your face, breaking his heart.

"All I can say, Ron, is that you have broken my heart."

You turn and walk away, ignoring his comments about how it wasn't how it seemed.

TBC