Hermione and Dean walked in to the Common Room after classes arm in arm. She looked around. Everyone was shooting dirty looked at them. For a moment she thought she was in Slytherin.
"What has gotten in to people?" Hermione said.
"Yeah…I know it better stop!" Dean said pulling away from Hermione.
She suddenly thought Ron had something to do with it and charged upstairs to the boys dormitory. She was angry. Those looks the whispering had gotten Dean worried.
"Ron….uh….oh" Hermione said looking at Ron.
"What…" He said pulling on a shirt.
"Listen here! Are you spreading false rumors about me?" She said.
"No…I've been sick…" Ron coughed. Harry emerged form the shadows.
"Yeah he got sick….He's still a little under the weather. We will be taking him back to Madame Pomfrey's later tonight if things don't improve…." Harry said.
"Well….pardon my intrusion." Hermione said running down the steps.
Hermione couldn't bear to look at anyone as she scurried into the girls dormitory. She laid in her bed. She brought all this on herself. By yelling at Ron everyone hated her. More and more she began to wish this day never existed. She missed Ron for some reason. But she thought now nothing would ever be the same. She could never open up to him and tell him what was on her mind. Dean was here now and for once she regretted ever being with him. It destroyed a friendship far greater then her and Dean's love for each other…if there was something there to begin with.
The next day Hermione climbed out of bed with a terrible head ache. She wobbled down the steps and out to breakfast.
"Dean!" She said
"Hey Hermione…" he said.
"Listen Dean…Did you mind If I went to visit Ron in The hospital wing today?" she asked him.
"Sure. I guess" He said.
"Great!" Hermione said.
She hurried toward the hospital wing happy as ever when she started feeling light headed and dizzy. She sat down and rested. "Oh my…" Hermione said. But before she knew it she slid of the bench like Jelly. She fainted.
"Hermione!" a faint voice called.
She woke up later in the Hospital wing. "What Happened?" she asked.
"You fainted…" Someone said.
She looked to the bed next to her to see bright red hair. "Ron?" She said.
"Yeah it's me…" He said.
"How is she doing Ronald?" Madame Pomfrey asked.
"Fine Fine…a little woozy I suppose…maybe a little achy but other than that she should be fine…" he said.
All of the sudden they heard a gurgling noise. "Oh…never mind…Hermione threw up." He said.
"Oh great…" Madame Pomfrey stated.
"Sorry..." Hermione said wiping her mouth.
"If you will excuse me Madame Pomfrey…I'm feeling a little ill me self….I'm going to rest…" Ron yawned.
Hermione turned on her side. She couldn't believe she was in the hospital wing. She fainted and Threw-up how unlike her. Hermione felt uneasy again. She shut her eyes tight. She couldn't bear to be there a second longer. None the less she was right next to Ron. Just her luck. Right.
A/C: Sorry its been taking me so long…I've been on vacation. Will be updating soon I hope if school doesn't interfere with my work.
