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Chapter 9: Argument between head and heart
"Remember that Love changes everything."
-Unknown
Ron walked down to the great hall by himself. He and Hermione had both went back up to the charms classroom together to grab their bags. As they exited the room, Hermione left him and headed for the bathroom. Now he wandered down to the great hall by himself.
He had had fun with Hermione changing the decorations. They had laughed and joked. He felt so at ease with her. But as they parted in the hallway, his stomach butterflies found their way home again.
"It's easy to just be friends with her and not let my feelings show. But to tell her how I really feel and have her reject me, everything will change. Even if she doesn't reject me, which is doubtful, things will change between us." He thought as he walked into the sparsely populated great hall. He walked over to the Gryffindor table and claimed his spot. "Do I really want that?"
His mind and heart could not agree. His heart knew, no matter how any other part of his body felt, that he had to do it. There was no getting around it. He couldn't just leave it alone and completely break her heart. Then she would be like him and hate Valentine's day and romance. She might give up dreaming, wishing, and hoping. He didn't want that. His heart couldn't take it if he broke her heart and spirit.
His mind, on the other hand, was in control of his body and actions. And it knew that he didn't want anything to change; that he didn't really want to tell her. It was also smart enough to know that if he told her and she refused him, his soul would fall apart and his heart might not love again. If she said no, he would be a broken man.
It was such a complicated situation. If only both parts of him could agree. But it was looking doubtful. It didn't seem like they would be able solve the conflict. He would only find out when it came time to reveal it all. Until then they would continue to argue.
And while his mind and heart argued his soul moved his hand and put a piece of paper under the bowl of boiled potatoes that sat right in front of her plate