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Chapter 3- The Truth Hurts
Hermione ran into the common room, noticing that Draco had gotten up.
"Hermione!" he said with such happiness. Soon enough, his smile turned into a frown. "What's wrong?" he asked. She was crying, panting and breathing very heavy.
"Ron ... like me ... tried to ..." but she couldn't finish. She collapsed on the couch, breathing heavier then ever. Draco sat beside her and put his arm around her shoulders.
"What happened with Ron?"
"Ron like me," is all she managed to say. Draco handed her a glass of water and a paper to write on. She wrote:
Ron likes me. He tried to kiss me, but I backed away and told him that I was sorry and that I couldn't. I was thinking about you.
"He what?" Draco said outraged. "He tried to hit on my girlfriend? He's ..." but Hermione interrupted.
"Don't do anything," she said quietly, wiping the tears from her face. "I didn't tell him about us. I need to talk to him again. I have to tell him about us. I'm going to invite him here tonight. He has to understand," she added weakly. She glanced at Draco. She knew that he was against the idea, but he knew that Hermione was right; Ron needed to understand.
She sent Ron an owl telling him to meet her in front of Gryffindor tower at 7:30, tonight. Hermione spent most of the afternoon crying in Draco's arms.
At seven, she told him that she was going to get Ron. Hermione's eyes were red and her face stained in tears. Draco kissed her good-bye and he'd see her soon. She left through the portrait hole.
Forty-five minutes later, Hermione arrived with Ron in the common room. Draco said hello and told him to sit down; he was still eyeing him to make sure that he didn't do anything stupid.
"Ron, I brought you here to understand exactly what happened, earlier today," she said starting to cry. She knew that Draco wanted to comfort her, but he didn't and she could see on his face that it hurt him.
"What happened Hermione?" Ron asked as tears filled his eyes. "It took a lot of bravery for me to tell you and when I told you, you said that you were sorry and that you couldn't. What was that all about?" Tears ran down his face as he said, "You hurt me Hermione. You hurt me. I thought that you'd be the last person on earth to hurt me. But I was wrong ..." he paused; then said, "Very wrong." Hermione wailed harder as she stood up and ran up the spiralled stairs. She couldn't take anymore. She was so rude and heartless toward Ron.
Ron and Draco were left alone to have a man-to-man conversation.
"Weasley ... er ... Ron," he started. "I'm here just to tell you something not because I want to ... but because of Hermione."
"What do you know about her that I don't? Huh ... Malfoy?" Ron questioned.
"I know one thing, she was really upset when she ran out on you earlier today. She was scared ... not sure how to react ... not sure of anything. I bet you probably didn't know that she's been here all afternoon crying? She hasn't said anything but how she thinks she's been a rotten friend. She didn't want you hurt," Draco said.
"But why Malfoy? Why did she run out on me? I didn't think she'd do that," Ron asked still crying.
"Because ..." Draco started.
"Wait!" yelled Hermione, running down the stairs. "I have to be the one to tell him."
"Are you sure?" Hermione nodded. As did Draco.
"Ron, this hasn't been easy and it won't be easy for me to tell you but ..." she stopped. She grabbed Ron's hands. "I need to be completely honest with you. Draco ... and I ... are ..." she couldn't continue. It was to hard. Harder then she expected.
"You two are dating, aren't you?" Ron said, grabbing a tissue. She nodded.
"Ron, I'm so ..." she started, but was soon interrupted by him.
"I'll get over it. It may take awhile but I will. I'm sure that you two will be happy. I think you two spending all this time together, has made you two grow to something more than friends. It's okay that you two like each other. I just wish that that guy was me," Ron said as he got up and left. Hermione was still crying.
Draco sat beside Hermione and hugged her so, she knew that he was there. Draco helped her lay down on the couch. They were holding each other; tightly.
Chapter 3- The Truth Hurts
Hermione ran into the common room, noticing that Draco had gotten up.
"Hermione!" he said with such happiness. Soon enough, his smile turned into a frown. "What's wrong?" he asked. She was crying, panting and breathing very heavy.
"Ron ... like me ... tried to ..." but she couldn't finish. She collapsed on the couch, breathing heavier then ever. Draco sat beside her and put his arm around her shoulders.
"What happened with Ron?"
"Ron like me," is all she managed to say. Draco handed her a glass of water and a paper to write on. She wrote:
Ron likes me. He tried to kiss me, but I backed away and told him that I was sorry and that I couldn't. I was thinking about you.
"He what?" Draco said outraged. "He tried to hit on my girlfriend? He's ..." but Hermione interrupted.
"Don't do anything," she said quietly, wiping the tears from her face. "I didn't tell him about us. I need to talk to him again. I have to tell him about us. I'm going to invite him here tonight. He has to understand," she added weakly. She glanced at Draco. She knew that he was against the idea, but he knew that Hermione was right; Ron needed to understand.
She sent Ron an owl telling him to meet her in front of Gryffindor tower at 7:30, tonight. Hermione spent most of the afternoon crying in Draco's arms.
At seven, she told him that she was going to get Ron. Hermione's eyes were red and her face stained in tears. Draco kissed her good-bye and he'd see her soon. She left through the portrait hole.
Forty-five minutes later, Hermione arrived with Ron in the common room. Draco said hello and told him to sit down; he was still eyeing him to make sure that he didn't do anything stupid.
"Ron, I brought you here to understand exactly what happened, earlier today," she said starting to cry. She knew that Draco wanted to comfort her, but he didn't and she could see on his face that it hurt him.
"What happened Hermione?" Ron asked as tears filled his eyes. "It took a lot of bravery for me to tell you and when I told you, you said that you were sorry and that you couldn't. What was that all about?" Tears ran down his face as he said, "You hurt me Hermione. You hurt me. I thought that you'd be the last person on earth to hurt me. But I was wrong ..." he paused; then said, "Very wrong." Hermione wailed harder as she stood up and ran up the spiralled stairs. She couldn't take anymore. She was so rude and heartless toward Ron.
Ron and Draco were left alone to have a man-to-man conversation.
"Weasley ... er ... Ron," he started. "I'm here just to tell you something not because I want to ... but because of Hermione."
"What do you know about her that I don't? Huh ... Malfoy?" Ron questioned.
"I know one thing, she was really upset when she ran out on you earlier today. She was scared ... not sure how to react ... not sure of anything. I bet you probably didn't know that she's been here all afternoon crying? She hasn't said anything but how she thinks she's been a rotten friend. She didn't want you hurt," Draco said.
"But why Malfoy? Why did she run out on me? I didn't think she'd do that," Ron asked still crying.
"Because ..." Draco started.
"Wait!" yelled Hermione, running down the stairs. "I have to be the one to tell him."
"Are you sure?" Hermione nodded. As did Draco.
"Ron, this hasn't been easy and it won't be easy for me to tell you but ..." she stopped. She grabbed Ron's hands. "I need to be completely honest with you. Draco ... and I ... are ..." she couldn't continue. It was to hard. Harder then she expected.
"You two are dating, aren't you?" Ron said, grabbing a tissue. She nodded.
"Ron, I'm so ..." she started, but was soon interrupted by him.
"I'll get over it. It may take awhile but I will. I'm sure that you two will be happy. I think you two spending all this time together, has made you two grow to something more than friends. It's okay that you two like each other. I just wish that that guy was me," Ron said as he got up and left. Hermione was still crying.
Draco sat beside Hermione and hugged her so, she knew that he was there. Draco helped her lay down on the couch. They were holding each other; tightly.