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Along the short stroll by the lake with Seamus, Hermione thought about nothing but Ron. She didn't listen Seamus, she didn't pay attention what he mentioned about. She thought her row with Ron earlier. She was being regretful when Seamus acted like a real boyfriend of her. He was her boyfriend indeed. However, Hermione could never imagine that way. The consequences were painful. Everything seemed to be completely going the opposite way then the direction it was suppose to be going. First, Ron was mad. ( which was sort of her aim, so not exactly a bad consequence) second, Harry was mad. (which Hermione couldn't interpret) and third she started to feel disgusted although they were only dating for a couple of hours. ( which Hermione even didn't confess to herself.)

When Seamus wanted to hold hands, Hermione found an excuse immediately claming she had a lot of homework to do. Surely, Seamus wasn't buying that act, but he seemed peaceful. She ran to the castle without looking back. She didn't bother waiting for him. Hermione cursed herself for acting like that. She had promised to live her own life. But it wasn't easy to change all of a sudden, for Merlin's sake.

Hermione predicted that Ron was in the Great Hall therefore she skip the dinner and went directly to the library to clear her mind. She decided to finish her homeworks ( that was the precise way to clean her mind) and think about a strategy to act towards boys. She wouldn't act like nothing has happened. Her only wish to stop the pain in her heart. Dating Seamus seemed the best solution. But was that true? Deep down inside she knew it wasn't.

She ran a hand over her face, staring blankly at her book. little did she know, it was about time. She stood up from her chair determinedly and went to her dormitory to change her uniform. She decided to break the ice.

It was going to be tough night, Hermione thought as she headed to the common room to find Ron and Harry. She sighed dramatically, tucking her hair behind her ear. She tried to keep her cool although she was nervous.

She swung open the door and saw instantly Ron. He was playing chess with Harry. They seemed quiet and they're smiling. The atmosphere was tranquil. Hermione gave a sigh of relief. She planted a genuine smile while approaching the couple.

"Hello, guys!" she saluted them cheerfully.

"Hi, Hermione!" Harry said also smiling. He seemed normal again, Hermione thanked God for that.

"Hi…" Ron murmured without moving his head intentionally.

Hermione creaked her teeth. It was annoying but she was sort of waiting for this attitude.

"How are things going?" she desperatedly asked them eager to open an usual chat. But they were uninterested.

"Nothing original…" Harry said with indifference. They went on playing avoiding her.

Hermione tried to be nonchalant. She was determined to talk to Ron.

"Why you didn't come to the lesson, Ron?" she said her voice cracking up. She was looking directly into his eyes.

Ron raised his head to look at her. When their eyes met, Hermione shivered slightly.

"I had to do something!" he said coldy looking straight into her eyes. Hermione didn't like his glances. They were cold and dull.

"Really? Like what?" she asked persistently. Now, Harry quitted playing and watched the couple. He was sensing a new row. He needed to interfere. But he choose a new tactic.

"He asked Luna out!" he blurted out unexpectedly.

They looked at him speechless. Hermione' eyes grew wider. If ıt was possible Ron could kill him with his glares. It was too late.

"Is that true?" Hermione asked with obvious disbelief in her voice. She prayed this not to be true. Ron avoided his eyes blushing slightly.

"Yeah…" He looked up at her, never lifting his head, and nodded.

The world began to spin violently. Hermione felt dizzy.

There was a terrible silence. Hermione didn't speak because she was about to cry. Ron busied himself with gathering. Harry carefully watched Hermione if she would do something. She seemed calm. But Harry knew she was trying her hard to keep a straight face. 'Now or never!' he thought privately to himself.

"Won't you say something?" Harry broke the silence pushing the button. He knew this would spark an argument, but he wanted to try.

They looked at him in disbelief.

"About what?" Hermione stuttered. She shot him a doubtful look.

"About Luna!" Harry challenged.

"Honestly, Harry. I don't care." She said. She gave a sarcastic laugh. That was a lie. Harry knew.

"Of course she doesn't care!" Ron shouted out of the blue. " She has a lover to be concerned." He smirked meanly of her.

"So, what? You're not making one bit of sense, Ron!" Hermione said crossly, as she rose from her chair, closing the distance between them. She gave him a threatening look.

Ron didn't bother to respond her. He let out an annoyed groan.

"I am seventeen years old and it's extremely normal to have a boyfriend!" she shouted, her hands on her hips. All colour drained away from her face.

"Who said the opposite?" Ron retorted, sarcastically. He stood a mere two inches away from her, arms crossed.

They stared at each other. Hermione opened her mouth, but Harry broke in.

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Harry shouted, earning weird stares. All heads turned in their direction. He didn't notice the people staring at him. "Why do you do that to each other?" Harry hissed lowering his voice. His mood was darkening slightly.

"Do what?" they asked in unison, completely clueless.

Harry sighed, glancing at them, and shaking his head.

"Don't make me, Ron! Either you say, or I will…" Harry threatened him firmly. Abruptly a new voice dropped into the conversation.

"What's going on here?" "Is there a problem, Hermione?" Seamus walked in, his hands in his pockets.

Hermione was speechless. She briefly looked at Seamus and then quickly back at Ron.

"The problem is you, Seamus! Don't you notice?" Harry answered him in her place, throwing a dirty look towards him. He was doing quite a poor job of hiding his disgust.

"I didn't beg her to date me! She asked me!"he said in a deceptively calm voice, smirking slightly.and then he exited the room without looking his back. Hermione just stared, her jaw slightly open in shock. She looked ready to cry.

"You don't love him, Hermione!" Harry said seriously, behind Seamus. She filled with embarrassment. Not any excuses were going to save her now. She turned a brilliant shade of red.

"Ron, say something…" Harry pleaded, fixing his gaze at him. Harry knew they were mad at him but at that moment nothing mattered for him. All glares focused on Ron.

Hermione locked her eyes on him. Her mind was screming to get away but she stunned. She wanted to see his reaction. She gasped for air as she waited expectantly. as she swallowed forcefully receiving only inaudible mutterings.

A sick feeling got Ron at the stomach. He looked out in a panic. He stared at his feet, refusing to look at her. That was just like Ron. The way he always does.

He looked to be thinking hard to find the right words. "Erm…" was his only response.

Harry sighed loudly. Hermione released the breath that she had been holding. She shook her head with a knowing smirk on her face.

She wanted to scream it, just once. She swallowed the lump forming in her throat and not another word was said, she turned around and headed to the dorm.

"Come on, go find her!" Harry said to Ron, impatiently. He looked serious. Ron stood not knowing what to do. He hesitated for a while then he ran after her.

He saw her walking briskly in the corridor. He could hear her sobbing loudly.

"Hermione, wait!" he yelled behind her. Hermione heard him without doubt. But she ignored him. Ron ran after her to catch her, finally she grabbed her on the shoulders.

"DO NOT TOUCH ME!" she shouted sternly at him.

"I don't love Luna!" he exclaimed abruptly. He looked serious. Hermione felt her heart flutter.

"I don't need to know that!" she shrugged. Indeed, it was a lie.

"Why are you crying then?" he whispered.

"Because, Harry humiliated me!" she sobbed, covering her face with her hands.

"Do you really love Seamus?" he asked gently, lifting her hands from her face. Her eyes were terribly red. They were getting closer and closer, in the deep corner of the dark corridor.

"No…" she whispered defeatedly.

"But why did you do that Hermione?" he kept asking again, wiping the tears on her face.

"I don't know. I just…" she couldn't finish her statement.

"I was bloody jealous!" he cut in, giving her a lopsided grin. "And you knew that!" he added slyly.

Hermione weakly smiled at him. That was a dream? or Ronald Weasley, her best friend, the most stubborn, clueless, insensitive wart of the whole Hogwarts school, has just admitted that he was jealous of her! She had to prove that wasn't a dream.

"No, you weren't!" she said as if she misunderstood.

"Yes, I was!" Ron said sternly.

"You weren't!" Hermione said again stubbornly.

"HERMİONE!" Ron shouted angrily.

"Then why?" Hermione asked calmly as if she wanted to take revenge. He had to say it.

"You know that's why!" Ron said extra- stubbornly.

"RON!" Hermione yelled this time impatiently.

"All right…" Ron said defeatedly, feeling his face heat up. He checked the corridor if there is someone around or not. It was empty and dim. Great.

"Because, you know…" He said his voice cracking slightly.

"No, I don't" Hermione cut in deviously.

"Stop torturing me!" Ron wheezed.

"You stop torturing!" She frowned. Ron sighed. He seemed trying to organise his mind waiting for that very moment. He looked at his feet, his ears beginning to turn red. He finally gathered his courage.

"Well… since we've met, for seven years, as you perfectly know …" He began as he leaned her againts the wall, gently. He leaned his body againts her, his cheek touching hers.

"I love you." Ron breathed in her ear. They stayed for a while in that state. Hermione couldn't help the tears in her eyes. She sighed.

"As you perfectly know, Ronald Weasley," she breathed in his ear. I love you, too!" she declared.

Ron lifted his head slowly and brushed gently his lips to hers. It was like heaven.

But ın the middle of the scene of their life, they heard noises coming from the corridor.

"It was about time!" Harry chuckled over the scene as he was walking to his dorm. Initially they were shocked but later they joined him.

"Bloody hell, Harry!" Ron said as the trio walking to their dorms laughing hysterically.

THE END.


A/N: Here is the last chapter of my first fanfiction. I want to thank you who read and reviewed it. I hope in the sixth book finally THEY GET TOGETHER.

I have always imagined that Harry will help the couple just like in my fic. Anyways… As I said in my last chapter I started a new story. I hope you read it as well.

It's hard to leave the story you know… :PpP Okay, okay I stop!