Chapter Thirteen: Everybody Hurts
Harry sat there, on the shelf of the giant window of his room and stared out into the grassy wonderland outside. His mind was everywhere at once, he could hardly concentrate, one thought hovered and it was of Hermione. He racked his brain a thousand times to get her out of his head. Her hair. Her smile. Her body. It all sat in his mind, all thse thoughts of his best friend's girlfriend. He couldn't understand it at all, he could not understand where these feelings came from.
He shook his head endlessly, trying to shake the thoughts from him when a few knocks resonated from his doors. He blinked, looking to it, pausing a few moments before letting them in. A s and his throat opened for him to speak.
"Who is it?" Harry mutteredloud enough for them to hear.
"It's just me, mate!" Ron said cheerfully, creaking the door to the room open enough and stepped in.
"Oh hey..." Harry replied, feeling awkward.
"Something bothering you?" Ron asked, seeming concerned.
"Just something, it won't get out of my head...." Harry frowned, turning to look out the window rather than his friend. He was dating Ron's little sister and he loved her, but he had loved Hermione forever, he couldn't look at Ron right now.
Ron stared at Harry moment, he knew something was bothering him. Something was looming over his head, he knew Harry well enough to know this gloomy mood. He knew it from their many years at Hogwarts, he was nervous to press him for an explanation. He just stood waiting to see if Harry might just blow up about whatever was sitting in his head.
"Ron...." Harry said, sounding nervous and upset, "Have you ever felt like you were betraying someone completely?"
"Well, no...." Ron said curiously.
"Ergh..." Harry groaned, "I'm such a dolt, an idiot.... An ass..."
"No, you are not!" Ron protested angrilly.
"Yes, Ron, I am..." Harry turned to face Ron, "I'm in love with two people......... I can't stand it!"
Ron was stunned, he had no idea what to say. He knew Harry had been dating his sister only a few days ago and now Harry is troubled by loving another. Who could it be? Ron thought to himself, that sat in him only for a moment.
"Who is it?" Ron asked a low voice.
"It's....." Harry paused a moment, finding this hard to just say to his best friend, "It's..... Hermione, Ron..."
Ron felt like he had just been slammed by a battering ram, he couldn't believe it. He wouldn't believe it, it must be a simple joke or a lie. It could not be the truth, but Harry's facial expression should such a sadness that Ron knew it was not a lie. He crumpled against the wall, his back twicthing against the cool wall and his thoughts were everywhere.
"Are you okay.... Ron?" Harry asked, his voice shaking.
"Too much.... just too much..." Ron was shaking and his voice cracking.
"I'm so sorry, Ron...." Harry's voice still quaked.
"No.... can't be happening..." Ron was still shaking, he felt like he was having a breakdown.
Harry had no idea what to say or do, he felt like he was nothing now. He felt like he did not exist, that he vanished from the Earth. Harry watched Ron nervously.
Ron stood from the wall still shaking fairly violently, he stormed out of Harry's room. He did not look back, he couldn't bring himself to look back at Harry. He felt lost, he felt betrayed, he felt like his heart was just ripped from his chest. It was just too much, just way too much and he denied it to be truth, it just could not be this. Not now, not Harry and not Hermione.
Harry sat there, on the shelf of the giant window of his room and stared out into the grassy wonderland outside. His mind was everywhere at once, he could hardly concentrate, one thought hovered and it was of Hermione. He racked his brain a thousand times to get her out of his head. Her hair. Her smile. Her body. It all sat in his mind, all thse thoughts of his best friend's girlfriend. He couldn't understand it at all, he could not understand where these feelings came from.
He shook his head endlessly, trying to shake the thoughts from him when a few knocks resonated from his doors. He blinked, looking to it, pausing a few moments before letting them in. A s and his throat opened for him to speak.
"Who is it?" Harry mutteredloud enough for them to hear.
"It's just me, mate!" Ron said cheerfully, creaking the door to the room open enough and stepped in.
"Oh hey..." Harry replied, feeling awkward.
"Something bothering you?" Ron asked, seeming concerned.
"Just something, it won't get out of my head...." Harry frowned, turning to look out the window rather than his friend. He was dating Ron's little sister and he loved her, but he had loved Hermione forever, he couldn't look at Ron right now.
Ron stared at Harry moment, he knew something was bothering him. Something was looming over his head, he knew Harry well enough to know this gloomy mood. He knew it from their many years at Hogwarts, he was nervous to press him for an explanation. He just stood waiting to see if Harry might just blow up about whatever was sitting in his head.
"Ron...." Harry said, sounding nervous and upset, "Have you ever felt like you were betraying someone completely?"
"Well, no...." Ron said curiously.
"Ergh..." Harry groaned, "I'm such a dolt, an idiot.... An ass..."
"No, you are not!" Ron protested angrilly.
"Yes, Ron, I am..." Harry turned to face Ron, "I'm in love with two people......... I can't stand it!"
Ron was stunned, he had no idea what to say. He knew Harry had been dating his sister only a few days ago and now Harry is troubled by loving another. Who could it be? Ron thought to himself, that sat in him only for a moment.
"Who is it?" Ron asked a low voice.
"It's....." Harry paused a moment, finding this hard to just say to his best friend, "It's..... Hermione, Ron..."
Ron felt like he had just been slammed by a battering ram, he couldn't believe it. He wouldn't believe it, it must be a simple joke or a lie. It could not be the truth, but Harry's facial expression should such a sadness that Ron knew it was not a lie. He crumpled against the wall, his back twicthing against the cool wall and his thoughts were everywhere.
"Are you okay.... Ron?" Harry asked, his voice shaking.
"Too much.... just too much..." Ron was shaking and his voice cracking.
"I'm so sorry, Ron...." Harry's voice still quaked.
"No.... can't be happening..." Ron was still shaking, he felt like he was having a breakdown.
Harry had no idea what to say or do, he felt like he was nothing now. He felt like he did not exist, that he vanished from the Earth. Harry watched Ron nervously.
Ron stood from the wall still shaking fairly violently, he stormed out of Harry's room. He did not look back, he couldn't bring himself to look back at Harry. He felt lost, he felt betrayed, he felt like his heart was just ripped from his chest. It was just too much, just way too much and he denied it to be truth, it just could not be this. Not now, not Harry and not Hermione.