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Look at the apple of my eyes

You will see a young boy

Look carefully, you know the boy

There, I love that boy

The boy who lives in the apple of my eyes

Fifteen minutes later, Harry met with Hermione in the Entrance hall. She had a stern look on her face, so Harry couldn't know how to change that. Along the way, he tried to make her laugh and mention about different subject but that was useless. She barely didn't say a word to him. As they approached the Hogsmeade she finally blurted out:

"so they are dating, aren't they?" asked in an innocent curiosity.

Her tone was a bit sorrowful. Harry felt uncomfortable. They stood in a tense silence for a couple of minutes. He knew that she was gonna ask him but he wasn't the one who had to explain that.

"what? Who do you mention about?" he asked breaking his eye contact with her.

"come on, Harry! Don't play the fool!" she protested with a smirk.

"hey, do you mean Ron and Luna? What gave you that idea?" he asked in disbelief.

"Harry! When a boy and a girl go to Hogsmeade 'together' that means a lot in Hogwarts..." she explained sarcastically.

"but we are going together and we are not..." he tried to point.

"we don't speak of that!" she interrupted.

"You know well. Why do you hiding it from me? What happened to being best friends?" she looked taken aback.

"look Hermione!" he exclaimed siriously. "there is nothing that we hide from you! Yes, they are together right now, but it doesn't mean that they're dating! And I am sure about it!" he assured her.

"Luna, indeed!" he went on telling. "she really likes Ron! We can't deny it. You know it, perfectly." He looked her eyes and could see the pain on her face.

"yes I noticed that!" she sighed dramatically. "he seems enjoyed with her interest!" she added nervously.

"yes, maybe!" Harry answered. "but all I know is that he doesn't like her back. He just wants to feel special himself. You know what does it mean for him. but I don't know what happens in the next." he said knowingly.

"yes, I see" she nodded in agreement. "I just thought that you hide something from me, that was all I worry about!" she tried to assure him. Harry rolled his eyes.

"are you sure? It just didn't sound like that!" he chuckled sarcastically.

"oh, yes.. sure!" she leaned over and punched him in the arm playfully.

"what about having butterbeers?" he offered her changing the subject.

"sounds good to me!" she answered him smiling brightly.

"let's go then!" he smiled back sempatheticly and offered his arm to her.

On the return way to Hogwarts, Hermione was feeling better in spite of Ron' absence. At least she knew that they weren't dating. And she knew that what Harry said were right. She gave up thinking about them. 'Harry' she thought. Such a good friend he was. He had noticed her feelings but didn't ask something about it.

That night, Hermione was sitting on the couch in front of the fire,and reading, alone! After a Hogsmade day, Harry choose to play chess with Seamus and Ginny was together with Dean. She was all alone and peaceful. After chatting with Harry, she was now feeling better herself.

But Ron still wasn't around.....

She wanted to ignore thinking him and go to the bed early. But she couldn't. Half of her wanted to go to bed and sleep, but half of her wanted to wait him. She was having a frustrating time in fighting with thoughts. Suddenly, she felt she missed him much.... there was such a sorrow in her heart. She watched the fire for minutes, unconsciously... she even wasn't sure enough if he would come to the common room.

While she was dealing with her feelings, all her thoughts were swept away when he appeared in front of her. She jerked with his sharp but cordial voice.

"shouldn't you be in your bed?"

she got excited, foolishly. Then, she noticed that everybody had gone to their dorms long before. It was pretty late. She answered him without looking his eyes directement.

"what concern is that of yours??"

he didn't answer but smiled sweetly and sat roughly beside of her. He was very close to her body. Her cheeks blushed a pale of pink. They stayed in silence for couples of minutes.He was insistly staring at her.

"Is there a particular reasan that you are sittting in here,all alone, at this time of the night?"

he asked skeptically.

"It is practically reading Ron!!" she answered knowingly. "and I don't mind being myself!" she added coldly.

"all right!" he said sheepishly.

Hermione didn't say another word. But when they went silence again she could't bear anymore. She stood up and said:

"Good night!" calmly.

But before she walked to the girls' staircase he grabbed her arm gently.

"won't you ask me where I was?" he looked at her questioningly.

She surprised by his question. Of course she wanted to ask. She wanted to know,crazily. But she prevented herself. She had been ridiculous enough. She choose to look less cared. She turned around herself and first looked at his hand, which was on her arm, then looked his eyes.

"Ron! I know where you were. You were with Luna. I am sorry for my behaviour towards Luna! I treated like a child. Of course you have right to be with her. I was just so selfish.This is your own business. I don't care about her. That is not a big deal for me. I am sorry again...!" she explained nervously.

That was a lie. That was a big lie. Of course she cared a lot. And it was still important for her.But she didn't say another word. And she couldn't wait his answer. She said nothing else but turned around and headed to dorm with tears streaming down her face.

Ron was left open mouthed. And he said to nobody but to himself:

"But I don't care her, either!"

A/N: is there anyone who reads this? It would be very nice if I find someone who reads this. You know what I mean. I just wonder if it is good or not? Just drop a couple of word. Waiting... : )