One week later Harry and Ron were released from the Hospital wing, but were not aloud
to attend classes. Hermione would bring them their work and take it to the teachers for
them. Every time she saw them instead of being happy a sinking feeling would consume
her. She decided it was time to tell them of Draco. It was a Wednesday, like any
other day, Hermione entered the Boys' dormitory and sat down on Ron's' bed. "Harry,
Ron, I need to tell you something… I have been dating Draco since almost the beginning
of the year."
"WHAT?" replied the two in unison. "Well it all started on the train this year…"
As she continued with her story Ron's ears became a vivid shade of magenta and Harry
became rather angry. When she finished, an hour later, the two were speechless. "You did
what with him? How could you! I always thought you would end up with one of us," Ron
stated matter of factly. "I'm speechless, how dare you," screamed Harry. "Well I love
him and if you can't deal with my decision then I guess you two aren't really my
friends,"
scoffed Hermione. They did not speak the rest of the year and Hermione married Draco
as Harry and Ron fell in and out of wretched relationships.
End… it sucks I know, but I got bored of it and had to finish it.