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Ron stalked into the common room later that day, feeling distraught. He saw Lavender and Parvati twittering around the bottom of the stairs leading to the girl's dormitories. He glanced around the room; he spotted Seamus, sitting in a corner talking to Dean. Feeling concerned, he made his way over to Lavender and Parvati. "What's going on?" He asked.
"Oh, it's not good," Parvati said in hushed tones. "We saw her run up the stairs into our dormitory, we tried to see what was wrong but she had locked the door.
"Well have you figured out what happened?" He demanded.
"Apparently she and Seamus had a bit of a fight…." Lavender said in a soft voice.
"What? What do you mean? What did they fight about?" Ron couldn't help but feel hopeful despite his concern for Hermione.
"You didn't hear this from me but…apparently Seamus tried to kiss her and she wouldn't let him." Parvati said clearly enjoying the gossip.
Ron's heart soared. She didn't want to kiss him…this must give me a chance! "And then what happened?"
"Dean told me that he called her a snobby prude, and that she would never get a boyfriend. Isn't that horrible?" Lavender asked, feigning empathy.
Seething, Ron ignored her and stalked over to Seamus. "You." He growled.
Seamus looked up, surprised. "What's up, Ron?" He asked, rising from his chair.
"How dare you say those things to Hermione. I ought to rip you a new one." Ron said in a low, threatening voice.
Seamus just laughed, though Dean looked slightly nervous.
"You wouldn't want to do that, would you? I thought you were a good boy. Hermione said you only fought with those who deserved it. Very valiant of you, Sidekick." Retorted Seamus cruelly.
Ron pushed Seamus against the wall and several people stood up to see what the commotion was about. He leaned in very close to Seamus' left ear so only they could hear the conversation. "If you ever so much as even look at Hermione with out the respect she deserves, I will rip you a new one. Because you do deserve it, Slime ball."
Ron pushed himself away from Seamus and walked briskly over to the bottom of the girls' dormitories stairs. He attempted to climb it before remembering what happened when boys tried to go up to the girl's rooms.
He swore loudly as the stairs turned to a giant stone slide and he slid with a thump to the floor. He jumped up and dusted off his robes. "Okay, nothing to get distressed about…" He muttered aloud. "I've just got to figure out another way to get up there. Now think, Ron, think. How can I get up there with out stepping on the stairs?" He paused in thought for a moment. "I got it!" And with that he ran up to his own dormitory.
"Broom…broom…where's my broom?" He said, rummaging under his bed. "Aha!"
He ran back downstairs and reached the foot of the girl's stairs which had returned to normal. Everyone in the common was watching him in awe at this point. "What're you all looking at?" He asked, mounting his broom.
He kicked off of the ground so he was hovering inches above it. "I have to do this carefully," He said to no one in particular. "'Cause I don't want to hit my head on the ceiling." And with that he started the slow ascent to Hermione's dormitory. When he reached the door, hovered for a moment, trying not to hit his head.
"Hermione!" He called. He knocked on the door. "Hermione, it's me. It's Ron. Come on, 'Mione, open up." He heard the lock open from the inside, and Hermione pulled the door open a crack, her eyes looking bloodshot and puffy.
"How did you- oh my...come in." Hermione said, opening the door wider so Ron could fly into the room. He stumbled on the landing and leaned his broom against the wall.
"C'mere." Ron said, holding out his arms.
Hermione walked slowly into Ron's embrace. She nuzzled her face in the crook of his neck and started to sob.
At the sound of Hermione crying Ron's heart broke. He stroked her hair. "Shh, it's okay. Just tell me what happened."
And still standing in their embrace, Hermione told Ron the entire story. Though she left out the parts where she compared him to Seamus.
Ron shook his head, pulling Hermione closer to himself. "I knew you shouldn't have gone out with him." He sighed.
Hermione pulled away from him. "What's that supposed to mean?" She demanded.
He shrugged missing holding her already. "I just mean that I was right, that's all." He held out his arms to her again.
Hermione crossed her arms and looked at him incredulously. "Is this some sort of 'I told you so' speech?" She demanded.
"What? No. I'm just saying…I was right."
"I can't believe that I even let you in here. You just make things worse." She said coldly.
"What're you talking about? What have I done to make it worse!" He said, moving to take a step closer but she backed away.
"You come in here, pretending to be nice when really all you wanted to do was rub it in my face!" She cried.
"'Mione! That's not true! How could you think that!"
"Don't you ''Mione' me, Ronald Weasley!"
"Oh, here we go with the full name…." He said.
Hermione gave him one final glare and stormed from the room.
"Hermione!" He said, trying to grab her hand before she reached the door, but she was gone. "ARRGH!" He said, pulling at his hair. He kicked the wall in frustration. "Why do you always do that, Weasley!" He sank onto her bed. "You idiot…." What're you doing! Go follow her! Ron sighed. "What's the use?"