Disclaimer: it's the same ol same ol, doesn't belong to me

By the way they are all in their 7th year except for Ginny who is a year below.

Ron and Blaise looked wearily at each other. They were used to the squabbles between Hermione and Draco, but it seemed that lately they had been escalating in their nastiness. They had yet to figure out a way to get the two to be, at least, civil to one another, but they knew that they would have to soon. There was no way that the two could continue sharing a dorm without something really bad happening.

Ron walked towards Draco who was now staring at the warm glow in the fireplace.

"Don't you think that was a bit harsh?" Ron said as he sat on recently vacated couch.

"No."

"Draco," started Blaise who had just sat down next to Ron. "You really were to hard on her. I mean she really is quite pretty."

"Pretty?" said Ron. "You only say pretty because you don't see her over the holidays. In her muggle clothes she is hot! I mean if she wasn't like a sister to me I would…"

"Are you quite done with your disgusting fantasy?" Draco interrupted, annoyed. He wasn't in the mood to hear about how perfect Granger was for the millionth time. "Aren't you interested in Millie anyways?"

"I am… but I am still a man. And as a man it is my duty to observe and share my findings of beauty pertaining to the female gender. I cannot fail in that duty." Ron said in his 'Professor' voice. Draco just snorted and continued to look disgusted while Blaise just chuckled.

"Well I for one would love to see Mya in her normal muggle clothing. Someone needs to burn those sweats she insists on wearing all the time. But anyway, seriously, Draco, Hermione is a great girl. Why can't you just attempt to be nice to her?" Blaise asked.

"Ugh, not this again. We've been through this before, I just don't like her"

"And you keep giving crappy answers like that. Why don't you like her?" Blaise pressed.

"Look… if I was nice to her, who would I have to argue with? That is why I do not and will not like her. Ever."

"What the hell kind of answer is that? That didn't even make any bloody sense! Pisses me off when you start with that question avoidance shit. Make me remember why I didn't like…" Ron started until he was interrupted by Blaise.

"Calm down… you know how he gets when he doesn't want to answer a question. Obviously, there is something that he doesn't want to tell us. As his best friends we must respect his wishes, you would think that saving a person's life multiple times would entitle you to a few secrets, but I guess that isn't the case now."

"Reverse psychology doesn't work on me. You of all people should know that Blaise. Wouldn't it be odd that I can withstand a 'Crucio' but I would give in to your mind game? Now if you two will excuse me, I think I will make it an early night. Goodnight." And with that Draco rose from his seat on the couch and stalked up the stairs to his bedroom.

"He is definitely not telling us something. He never avoids a question and he's been avoiding this one for way too long. We've got to think of a way to get over this." said Ron.

"Yeah, but Mya isn't listening to reason either. Maybe something happened when they were alone in here"

"It's possible… they are pretty volatile when they are with each other"

"Well I'm going to head back to my common room. Gotta store up on energy to keep up with your sister tomorrow in Hogsmeade. What are you going to do?"

"Gonna go up and talk to Hermione… Hey Blaise?"

"Yeah?"

"Why do you guys always interrupt me when I'm talking?"

Blaise was silent for a moment. "Because we don't have enough dragon fruit potion to deal with your verbal diarrhea." And with that he walked out of the common room leaving a very red Ron Weasley behind.

Next Chapter is Ron's convo with Hermione, then I promise to speed this up.

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