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A/N: Hello again. I'm sorry if there was some confusion with my last chapter. Even though it was titled The End it was not the end of the fic. I am still writing this fic. It isn't finished yet. So with out further ado here is chapter seven, I hope you like it.

Gleaming Knife: Chapter Seven – The Right Thing To Do

A week had passed. Not just any week. The worst week of my life.

I felt awful.

I felt awful that I had led Draco on.

I felt awful that I had cheated on Ron.

I felt awful that I had lied to Ron.

I felt awful that I had lied to myself.

I felt awful that I had made the wrong choice.

For I knew now that I was wrong. I lied to myself. I went for the safer option. I told myself that I didn't love Draco. When subconsciously I knew I did.

Don't get me wrong I loved Ron. But I didn't love Ron in that way. I loved Ron in the platonic sense. I loved Ron as a friend. I loved Ron and one of the closest friends I will ever have.

I was sitting in the common room, staring into the fire. Watching the graceful flames of deep oranges and yellows dance around in the grate. I always found that staring at a fire helped you find an answer to all your problems.

Why wasn't it working this time?

"'Mione?"

Ginny Weasley's voice broke me out of my reverie.

"Hi Ginny."

"Are you ok? You seem a bit lost."

I thought about what I should tell her. The truth was she was right; I was lost. But should I tell her about my situation? I have always trusted Ron's younger sister, she was probably my closest female friend. Why shouldn't I tell her?

"I'm not entirely ok and I am just a bit lost." I replied figuring I could trust her.

"You've seemed a bit distant all week. Even Ron and Harry are beginning to notice. Do you want to talk about it?"

"As long as you can keep a secret."

"'Mione you know I can keep a secret better than almost anyone."

"Well it's a bit complex and it may take a while."

"Take all the time you want. I'll sit here all night if I have to."

And with that I started to tell her all about Draco.

OOOOOO

I sat in the common room. The air around me was frigid and forlorn. I sat in the far corner of the room, hiding in the shadows.

The past week has probably been the worst week of my life.

First there was the whole Hermione thing. I had seen her in class a few times but that was all. I had caught her looking at me a few times. But we never said anything. We just held each other's gaze for a few seconds but that was it.

Then there was the whole Lucius and the Dark Lord thing. The meeting in Hogsmeade loomed but I had no idea how to avoid it. Under no circumstances was I going to let the Dark Lord force me to join him.

I pulled my knife out of my cloak again. Looking at the sharp silver edges that glittered in the firelight. I let the cool, smooth metal slide over my hands. The blade icy against my skin.

Maybe I should just end it all.

OOOOOOOO

I walked down the stairs and into the Gryffindor common room. After my talk with Ginny I knew exactly what I was doing.

Ginny was a fantastic listener and she didn't even get angry that I had cheated on her brother. She told me, in her honest opinion, what she thought I should do.

Which brings me to now.

I walk over to the chairs in front of the fire. Ron and Harry are sitting in front of the fire doing their homework. I walk over to where Ron is sitting.

"Ron, could I talk to you in private?" I ask, my voice trembling.

"Sure." He replied, putting down his quill and getting up to follow me. I take him over to the other side of the common room that is completely deserted.

"Ron." I start and taking a deep breath I go on. "I've been thinking about us and… well I think that maybe we should break up."

By the look on Ron's face I could tell that he was shocked by my proposition. About ten emotions flashed over his face in about the space of a minute. First there was disbelief, then came the anger, then he just looked plain sad.

"Ron?"

"Oh… Yeah that's good." He replied. Nothing like the response that I had expected. I wanted him to be angry or something.

"Ron? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, perfectly fine."

The last comment he snapped out at me and I almost gave a sigh of relief as he finally displayed some sort of emotion.

"I'm fine, yes I'm fine."

Then he just walked back over to where Harry was sitting and started to do his homework again.

To say I was stunned, surprised, taken aback and shocked by his reaction was a complete understatement. But I let it go, knowing that I hadn't seen or heard the end of this.

Then I walked out of the common room and embarked on the next stage of my plan. I began the long walk to the empty classroom to see if Draco Malfoy was there.

A/N: Well, I hope you liked it. Reviews are welcome as always. I would also like to thank all the gorgeous people that have previously reviewed. I thank you for your support and constructive criticism. I would also like to thank as always my friend Lynny who proofread this chapter for me.

So until next time.

Jayne