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Ron just stood there. It seemed he stood there forever. Too furious to say anything.

"Ron..." Harry started but he didn't really know what to say.

"Don't talk to me..." Said Ron staring at the couple...." My sister! Harry, I mean come on!"

He turned to just face Ginny and said "I am not blaming you."

He turned around and walked out. Ginny shot Harry an "I am so sorry about him" look and followed.

Harry sighed; this was NOT how he wanted to start his 6th year like.
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If Harry thought last week had gone by slow, that night had no comparison. It was the LONGEST night Harry ever had. At supper Ron wouldn't stop glaring At him from across the table. Hermione kept whispering "What's going on?" Harry decided to skip the Hot Chocolate and pack before Ron came up to their room. Harry packed considerably fast.

All of a sudden, he heard the door creek open. Harry lept in to his bed and pulled the covers over him. He pretended to be asleep as Ron came in mumbling. "He didn't even tell me...my sister...no..way"

Harry had a rough night, he barely slept. He couldn't wait to get away from Ron...he could get away easily at Hogwarts.

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"UP! EVERY ONE! UP!"

Harry didn't want to get up but he knew he had to so he opened his eyes. He looked right at Ron who was turned around packing. He was already dressed. Harry didn't feel like getting up when Ron was still in the room. So he closed his eyes. He felt something soft-ish hit his head. Harry sat up.

"Get up" grunted Ron. Harry had just relished that he had threw a sock at him

As Ron made to walk out the door, Harry yelled at him.

"Whats your big problem anyways?" What Harry said even surprised himself.

"Come again?" Snapped the equally surprised Ron. "Whats your problem with me going out with your sister?"

Ron looked around before he answered. "I just don't like..."

"What?" Yelled Harry. "You DON'T like ME? Eh?"

"No...mate..I just don't like...well..." Harry could tell that Ron had no idea what he was saying. Harry didn't care though.

"Oh don't 'mate' me..." Spat Harry before he really understood what he said.

Ron looked like he wanted to laugh very hard at "oh don't "mate" me" but he didn't.. He turned around and walked out the bedroom door.

"Shit" said Harry kicking the chair he sat on only yesterday over. "Bloody Git"