When You Follow Your Heart.

Chapter 2

As soon as everyone was settled down in Ginny's compartment, she jumped up and told them she had to go check on Ron and Hermione. just in case. Ginny walked down through the train and was stopped by Draco Malfoy himself.

"Ahh," He said sounding amused he had found someone to bother. "The little Weasley."

"Ugh fuck off Malfoy." She snapped. "I'm sort of busy here." Draco smirked and shook his head.

"Language Weasley, language." Ginny rolled her eyes and tried to push past him, but of course he wouldn't let her.

"What?" Draco asked as if sounding interested. "That anxious to see your precious Potter?" Ginny laughed.

"Oh yes," she said sarcastically. "I just can't wait to see Harry again, because I love him so much! I just miss him so much, won't you let me by so I can see him?" She laughed so hard she was almost in tears. Draco was in shock, but soon got over it and said

"I see your family could afford to get you robes that fit you! Good job." Ginny stopped laughing and glared at him. "Nothing to say? Oh, because you know I'm right."

"Shut up and leave her alone." Someone said coming up behind Ginny. He brushed past her and all she saw was the messy brown hair. Skyler had come, but why?

"Get lost Mudblood." Draco said. "This is between me and the Weasley." Skyler was about to pull out his wand when Ginny grabbed his arm.

"C'mon," she whispered. "Let's just leave." Ginny and Skyler turned around and started to walk away.

"You were lucky this time Weasley, but your boyfriend won't always be there to protect you!" Ginny turned and faced Draco mouth open.

"Yah Weasley," He spoke. "I know." And he walked away.

***

Ron, Harry, and Hermione sat quietly in their compartment, because no one seemed to want to talk. Once again Ron and Hermione weren't talking, which once again was odd for Harry. Harry cleared his throat.

"Anywho," He said trying to make conversation. "What did you do before going to the Burrow?" He turned to Hermione, and she was about to speak, but Ron muttered.

"Explains, why George was gone so often."

"Oh my god Ron!" Hermione shouted standing up. "You're acting so childish!"

"I'm being childish?" He questioned. "At least I don't go around my best friend's house and snogged his siblings!" Hermione rolled her eyes

"Not all," Hermione corrected calmly. "Only George."

"The why don't you just go spend the rest of your time with him?" Ron snapped.

Hermione laughed. "Funny thing is I would. if he were still in school!" Ron was going red with anger, so Harry knew he had to see what he could do.

"Guys, why don't you just - " Harry started

"Cool it Potter." He heard someone say. He turned and saw Ginny. Oh how he love Ginny. "Ron is being an idiot. Herm come with me and Skyler."

"Skyler and I." Hermione corrected, standing up.

"Yah whatever." Ginny replied, rolling her eyes.

Skyler, Harry had just noticed him, Harry could tell there was a little more than friendship between Skyler and Ginny. Harry never liked Skyler, he seemed like another Malfoy. Only muggle-born, maybe he had something against purebloods. Nah, that's impossible from what Harry has heard, 'Oh Skyler, what a cutie, what a sweetheart.' He once heard Maggie, a seventh year Slytherin, say that Skyler was so cute you just wanted to poke him. It sickened Harry, everyone thought little 6th year Skyler McKinnon was as innocent as the day he was born. Harry knew better or he thought he knew better. Anyone who took Ginny from him wasn't innocent. Harry wasn't sure what made him think this but he remembered in 5th year when he and Ron had gotten a hold of Ginny's journal and one line in particular stood out. 'I go for the heroes or the bad boys.' And Skyler didn't seem like a hero to Harry.

***

Hermione, Ginny, and Skyler walked down the train towards Ginny's compartment. When they entered they had an odd site to see. Tess was on top of Shawn kissing his neck. While Lor and TJ were trying to avoid the situation.

"Tess!" Ginny snapped. "Shawn!" Tess freaked out and jumped off Shawn, slightly blushing, while Shawn was merely looking amused.

"God get a room," Skyler joked.

"We would," Tess said sarcastically. "But there aren't any left." She pouted, and then broke out laughing. In fact the whole compartment laughed, even Hermione.

Hermione was truly enjoying herself, she loved Ginny, like a sister and Ginny's friends like her own. Of course Hermione missed he two best friends Ron and Harry. Hermione used to love Harry, like really love him. But he was always attached to a pretty face, Cho. Not that Hermione cared, she got over her childish crush, but that crush had almost killed their friendship. Hermione taught herself to never love her best friends. It was what she followed, but as if it worked. Soon after she fell head over heels in love with Ron Weasley. But afraid she would ruin their friendship she held back and this summer when she no longer could hold it in she turned to a brother, and the first one she got to was George. Sure George was cute, but George wasn't her type. Too funny, too out going. Hermione needed someone more realized, someone like Ron. Someone she could trust, love, someone who would treat her right, she needed Ron. But she couldn't tell him. So instead she stayed with George. Every time she kissed George she saw Ron, she would picture Ron, because Ron was the only one she loved. She just didn't know how to tell him.

***

Draco walked down the train laughing softly. He had scared little Weasley. The only thing that bothered Draco was that it took longer to do it. Weasley was getting stronger. But what bothered Draco more was the weird feeling he had when Mudblood McKinnon showed up and protected the Weasley. No, not annoyance, not anger, not frustration, but jealousy. What would Draco Malfoy have to jealous of from a Mudblood? This somewhat annoyed Draco. He was jealous for no reason and it annoyed him. He wanted to know, so he was going to use everything in his power to find out.

***

Ron and Harry still sat in their compartment not talking, when Harry spoke up.

"You still like her don't you?" Ron looked at him with surprise.

"What? No, of course not." He said strongly, but broke down. "Fine, but I don't like her, I love her, but she likes George. Hermione and George are here to stay."

"How do you know?" Ron didn't answer, what could he say? Ron loved Hermione as much as a bird loved its wings a tree loved its leaves. Without Hermione he felt empty. He had no one to turn to, Harry didn't understand whom else did he trust? No one he could think of. Ron wanted, needed, loved, liked, and pretty much everything like that all for Hermione. All about Hermione. No one else. All for his best friend. There was no question about his love, the question was to tell or not to tell.