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Unrequited Hate

For my Starsies. I love you so much and I'm always here for you baby. -muah-

I could explain what took so long to get this chapter up, but it's a long a boring story that I'm sure you don't wana hear. So thanks for sticking with me, and a major sorry about the wait.

Chapter Eight

It was the Friday the week after Juliette and Harry had charmed the broom closet. They had arranged that Juliette would take Pansy to the closet at 10:15 and get her inside, and Harry would follow with Ron five minutes later.

Snape had been in an exceptionally horrible mood, thus making the Potions class worse than usual. At the end of the lesson, everyone was eager to leave, and packed up and left the classroom as soon as they could.

Everyone, that is, except for Harry and Juliette. They had worked slower than usual on purpose, and were left in the classroom after everyone else had gone. They finished working in silence and placed their vials on Snape's desk. After picking up their things, they walked out of the door side by side. They made sure that they were out of hearing range from Snape's classroom before they began speaking.

"So we're going for tonight?" Harry asked her quietly. Juliette nodded with a grin.

He stopped walking just before they were about to enter the main hall, pulled Juliette to him, kissed her quickly, and walked off without a word. She stood there for a moment, surprised, before shaking her head slightly to clear her mind and began to walk to her dorm. What she didn't realize was that she had a small smile on her face the entire way there.

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Pansy sat next to Draco and across from Juliette and Blaise at dinner, and had purposely sat with her back to the Gryffindor table. She was silent throughout the meal, annoyed with herself. She had almost slipped in Potions, nearly calling him 'Ron' instead of 'Weasley.' Next to her, Draco was equally silent and seemingly as annoyed. Pansy decided that she didn't want to be on the receiving end of one of his bad moods, and wisely remained silent.

At the Gryffindor table, Ron had sat with his back to the Slytherin table - in Potions he had unknowingly been looking at her out of the corner of his eye and she had caught him at it. Deciding that he had been embarrassed enough for the day, he made an effort to not look anywhere near her.

Harry and Juliette noticed the behavior of their best friends, but wisely did not comment on it. After dinner, the students returned to their respective houses, most just glad to be finished with the week.

At 10:10, Juliette - who had changed into a pair of jeans and a black hooded sweatshirt - said to Pansy, "C'mon, I hafta show you something."

Pansy, who had likewise changed clothes and was wearing a light pair of jeans and a dark green long sleeved shirt, gave her an odd look before following her out of the common room.

Juliette led her up and staircase and down two corridors before asking, "Do you remember the conversation we had like two weeks ago? About you and Weasley?"

Pansy stopped walking and turned to look at her best friend. "Yes… what about it?" she asked somewhat warily.

"Well, since you aren't going to do anything about it, I took the liberty of doing it for you," Juliette said with a smirk.

"What the…" Pansy began to ask, but did get to finish, seeing as Juliette had effectively pushed her into the broom closet and closed the door.

"You'll see what I mean soon enough, Pans," Juliette said, and Pansy could practically hear her smiling.

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Harry and Ron were playing wizards chess, and Ron had won yet again when Harry told him, "I have to show you something."

"What?" Ron asked, confused.

"You'll see, just c'mon," Harry said, nodding towards the portrait.

The two left the crowded common room without attracting any attention. Harry led Ron down two flights of stairs and a bit down a corridor before asking, "Do you remember that conversation we had about two weeks ago? About you and Parkinson?"

Ron stopped walking and looked at his best friend. "Yea… what about it?"

"Well, since you aren't going to something about it, I decided that I would," Harry told him with a grin.

"What the bloody hell does that mean?" Ron managed to ask before Harry shoved him into the closet.

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Many thanks to - Aradia-rising, xmisscutiepiex, Steelo, princess cythera, Horrorburn, featherfinger, iamnotafreakingGOTH, Bail and CAP.L.

TriGemini - thanks so much, and I definitely plan on using your suggestions.

trieste - I didn't even think of that, thank you so much. I definitely needed that reminder, and I plan to add it in soon.

.-Tiarwen-.