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AN: Sorry I took so long. I guess the chapter I'm posting isn't that long. All depends on your definition of long. Thanks to everyone who reviewed. I hope you like this chapter. I don't like what happens in the end but tell me what you think of it, personally I think it's stupid. It may take a while for the next chapter because I have a couple tests and I have a writer's block on the area of Ron and Hermione. Any ideas will be appreciated and I will credit you if I use your ideas. Please review I'm feeling kind of sad cause I only have 18 reviews.
Hermione and Ron headed up the stairs to the boys' dormitories with Ron in the lead. He pushed open the door and looked around quickly then turned over his shoulder to Hermione, "everyone's decent so come on in," he said flattening against the door to let Hermione in before him. The light was on in the bathroom and the door was closed Neville, dean and Seamus were outside reading and doing homework so Harry had to be in the shower.
Ron walked over to the bathroom door and rapped his knuckles against it loudly, "can't you see that someone's in the bathroom come back when you see its not occupied,' Harry said in an annoyed voice.
"It's Ron," he said loudly.
"Well then why the hell do you need me to get out, go use your prefects shower I'm sure it's a lot better than this one and leave me the fuck alone," said Harry his voice filled with anger.
"Harry we're here to say we're sorry," Hermione piped up stepping up nearer to the door. The sound of the shower stopped and they could Harry moving around inside. After a couple moments of silence the door opened and Harry came out in his blue pajamas.
"Well save your breath I don't need you guys I know it's all just an act so go away and stop making me angry," he said with a scowl on his face.
"Harry look we're really sorry that we ignored you I guess we just got tied up in what we were doing, but we're your best friends and we would never ditch you no matter what," she said looking slightly downcast at his expression.
'Why would anyone in the whole world want to be around me I am the target for Voldemort and just waiting to be murdered by him so you might as well give up and go home," he muttered looking miserable. "Being around me will only get you killed I'm a lost cause so you can stop pitying me and clear off before I get really pissed."
"Harry do you think that we're just going to ditch our best mate?" Ron said in a soft tone, "we've had plenty of chance to ditch you and we haven't yet. Why the hell would we follow you underground past a three headed dog and get knocked of a giant stone horse, risk being poisoned just because we pitied you. You think that I slid down a drainage pipe towards a giant snake that would kill me by looking at me because we thought you would die. Do you think that we flew across a country on invisible winged horses of death and went into the department of mysteries not knowing what would happen in hopes that you would kill Voldemort for us?' He questioned taking a deep breath as he finished.
"You just did the basilisk thing to save Ginny and the rest of the stuff was just so that you wouldn't have to die because Voldemort took over the world, you guys wanted to live a long healthy life after I killed Voldemort." Harry said although he was trembling slightly and he looked away from them at the open window.
"If we wanted to live to a ripe old age we wouldn't have followed you anywhere near a three headed dog, or followed into the forest guided by a stream of spiders," Ron shudder slightly as he thought of the spiders. "I was attacked by a brain do you think that I didn't think I was going to die. All those time that we were doing something dangerous against You Know Who -" "Ron just say Voldemort," Hermione cut in.
'Fine,' Ron said sounding exasperated, "against V-Voldemort I thought we were going to die and I bet Hermione did to," he said glancing at her as she nodded. "Well we did it anyway and it's because your our friend and we want you to live to a ripe old age not because we thought you were going to die, because your our friend and we care about you.' He finished looking at Harry for something that said that at least some of his words had sunk in.
Harry turned to face them and smiled feebly. "Look I'm sorry for the way I've been acting, I really thought that you guys had ditched me when you didn't send me a letter all summer." Hermione looked like she was about to interrupt but he stopped her, "it's my fault you guys have apologized enough it's just I really did think you guys were faking as my friends and I was wrong. It's just I was so worried that Voldemort would show up and kill me, it's a bummer knowing that you either have to be murdered or end up as the murderer."
"Harry I'm sure that we have no idea what it's like having all that pressure but we are your friends and we'll always be there when you need us. I know in the end it's all down to you but we could always help you get to the end and around the smaller obstacles you don't have to do it all on your own." Hermione said her voice clear but near a whisper because it looked as though the others had fallen asleep.
"Ya I know I've been stupid, but I'm glad you guys are my friends anyway I've got some homework to catch up on so I'll see you tomorrow," he said to Hermione and turned around to open his trunk and grab his books.
"Harry we have one more thing we have to tell you," Hermione said her voice wavering slightly.
Harry turned around looking expectantly from Ron to Hermione, Ron glanced at her and nodded it was now or never if they didn't tell Harry now and he found out later he would never forgive them, Hermione wasn't talking but motioning for him to tell Harry. "Well Harry you know how we said that we were busy over the summer... well we got together over the summer. We figured that we both liked each other so we could try dating."
"What the hell, are you trying to tell me you're a couple?" Harry said looking dumbfounded. He stumbled and sat down on his bed with his head in his hands. Looking up at Hermione he said, "But I thought you said he had the emotional range of a teaspoon."
'Ya well I couldn't admit it then but we both liked each other but Ginny was there during the summer and so were the twins and it got out in the open and so we figured we could give it a try since there was no point denying it. Hermione said blushing slightly as Ron put his arm around her shoulders.
"Well I know I shouldn't be surprised but what am I to do if my two best friends are going out," he said still looking dazed. "I hope you guys last a long time or even get married wouldn't that be cute I mean little redheaded brainers with freckles running around,' He said recovering a little.
They all started laughing out loud at the prospect of children. "Well we'll see if it works out that far but we have liked each other for a long time,' Hermione said returning to her normal structured self now that she saw harry was fine with it. "Well goodnight you two I'm going to bed, I'm kind of tired and I got a new book from the library that I want to finish tonight. She kissed Ron gently on the lips turned around to leave.
Hermione headed out the door and Ron smiled as he thought about his luck with Hermione and the fact that he and Harry were best friends again. Overall it had been a great day and he was glad that he had listened to Ginny he really should give her a little bit more credit one of these days. Sighing happily he changed into his pajamas then pulled out his half finished essay on jumping madlocks for Professor Sprout and set to work.
Feeling intensely happy that he had Ron and Hermione as his friends again he went back to the nagging feeling in the back of his mind. Did he actually like Ginny? She was a year younger than he was; well that's not a lot said a small voice in his mind. Well even if he liked her there was nothing he could do about it unless she liked him back. During his time alone when he was in the hospital wing he had devised a plan to figure out whether or not Ginny liked and so far it seemed as though she did. She had visited him in the hospital wing... once. That wasn't much but then she had forgiven him for calling Hermione a mudblood, she knew he had done that he had heard Ron telling the girls about it. He had to know for sure, he couldn't let her get away like he had let Cho get away in their fourth year. Besides what's the worst that could happen, so she says no she'll forget about and we'll just go back to being friends again, he thought shutting out the warning in his mind. Anyway maybe if he just confessed his feeling they would go away and he'd be able to get over them. Ya that would work it had to he just couldn't sit around waiting like in his fourth year he had to do something good or bad it didn't matter as long as it was something. His mind set he pulled the cover over his head and closed his eyes drifting into a peaceful slumber.
Waking up Harry shook the hair out of his eyes and climbed out of the warm bed covers. It was 6:30 according to his watch. The practice was set for eight but he had to see Ginny before the tryouts started he had to figure something out. Making up his mind he threw on his robes and grabbed his broom and Quiditch robes and went down to the common room to wait.
It was the early part of Saturday morning and Ginny woke up for the fifth time that night, her stomach was squirming uncomfortably. She was so nervous about tryouts, last year it had been different they had been desperate for a seeker. This year there were about 20 other kids trying out for 2 spots for chaser. She didn't want to be on the team because of favoritism but she wasn't sure she was good enough to make it. Looking over at the clock she saw it was 7:05, tryouts started in an hour. Getting up out of bed she went to have a shower. She relaxed as she got under the hot stream of water. She quickly changed into her weekend robes and went to grab her Nimbus 3000. The twins had gotten it for her over the summer; their logic was there had to be at least one decent Weasly on the team.
Heading out the door quietly so not to wake the other girls she shuffled down the stairs making a mental note to tell Harry to be fair and not choose her because she was his friend. She stepped into the common room and saw Harry sitting on the worn old couch by the fireplace. He motioned for her to come over, curious she walked over swiftly and took a seat next to him. "What's up," she asked trying to sound upbeat.
"Oh nothing just wanted to talk to you," Harry said shrugging then looking directly into her eyes.
Her memory twinged and she remembered her mental note. 'Harry I just wanted to say that I only want to be on the team if I'm really good enough, not because you're my friend." Harry's face was in partly in shadow because the sun was still rising but she could still see the expression on his face change to one of confusion. "Not that I'm accusing you of being like that," she said quickly, hoping she hadn't offended him he was on the edge these days and it was quite easy to tick him of.
"Of course not but Ron says you're really good so you'll make it without favoritism," he said his voice still calm. "Ginny can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"Do you like me," his voice was unreadable and it confused her. What the hell did he mean, he probably meant a friend she thought reasonably I mean what else could he mean. "Of course I do," she said trying to keep here voice even so it didn't show that she was confused.
'Well then you'll understand what I mean by this," he said sounding mysterious. He leaned forward and tenderly pressed his lips against hers. Her mind was electrocuted and she was frozen, everything jammed up and her mind echoed with one thought 'what the fuck was going on.' She felt his tongue slid out and press against her lip then she came to her senses and pushed away from him.
"What in bloody hell was that," she said barely whispering but the anger was radiating of off her.
"I hoped you would understand, besides I thought you said you liked me," he said slightly intimidated by Ginny who was practically smoking at the ears.
"Well I didn't say kiss me did I, anyway I said I liked you and I meant as a friends besides I'm going out with Colin, what did you think that was?!" She asked her face turning steadily more scarlet.
"Look Ginny," he sounded desperate and pleading so she looked him in the eye and began to calm down a bit. "It was a mistake for me to do that but honest I didn't know that you were going out with Colin, anyway it would be best if you just forgot this happened okay?"
"Harry you need to explain why in Merlin's name you just kissed me," She said confusion weighing down her forced calm tone.
"Look I like you and I just needed that to clear my head I thought you liked me to but I was wrong just forget about it okay it's not that important."
"What do you mean not that important how am I supposed to feel, blessed? That doesn't explain why you would force yourself on me," Ginny said her anger rising over the confusion.
"I just couldn't ask you. It doesn't work that way anyway it doesn't matter any more, I'll talk to you if I feel I still like you next time I'll make sure that I'm not forcing myself on you," he said sounding annoyed. He was treating her like she was just a little kid and he was a grown up explaining that she wouldn't understand this type of stuff.
"Next time what do you mean next time I'm going out with Colin and the thing you have in mind was just a young girl crush I thought you knew that." Her voice was tight and Harry had to strain to hear it.
The words stung and he could feel the fuzzy feeling slipping away, his heart wrenched but he stood up calmly, "Like I said forget about it," he said forcefully. "Anyway it's time for tryouts cya on the Quiditch pitch." With that he strode across the common room and through the Portrait hole.
Ginny was about to chase after him for some answers but figured it wouldn't work. Why the heck had he kissed her then run of without a proper explanation? She knew that she wasn't asking to be kissed there was nothing in the way she acted that suggested that and she knew herself well so she was probably right. He was a little on the edge with the You-Know-Who thing but even that wasn't an excuse for what he did.
Shaking her head a bit to get rid of the jumble of thoughts she was about to go through it again when the sun caught her eye. It was late; she was probably late for tryouts. She heard voices coming from the closed door leading to the boy's dormitories. It was probably Ron and he was always late so she had to be late.
She was going to the tryouts even if it meant that she would see Harry again the Quiditch team was something she really wanted to be a part of. Grabbing her broom she ran across the common room and darted the portrait hole still thinking about what had happened that morning. - End of Chapter 5 - TBC
AN: Sorry I took so long. I guess the chapter I'm posting isn't that long. All depends on your definition of long. Thanks to everyone who reviewed. I hope you like this chapter. I don't like what happens in the end but tell me what you think of it, personally I think it's stupid. It may take a while for the next chapter because I have a couple tests and I have a writer's block on the area of Ron and Hermione. Any ideas will be appreciated and I will credit you if I use your ideas. Please review I'm feeling kind of sad cause I only have 18 reviews.
Hermione and Ron headed up the stairs to the boys' dormitories with Ron in the lead. He pushed open the door and looked around quickly then turned over his shoulder to Hermione, "everyone's decent so come on in," he said flattening against the door to let Hermione in before him. The light was on in the bathroom and the door was closed Neville, dean and Seamus were outside reading and doing homework so Harry had to be in the shower.
Ron walked over to the bathroom door and rapped his knuckles against it loudly, "can't you see that someone's in the bathroom come back when you see its not occupied,' Harry said in an annoyed voice.
"It's Ron," he said loudly.
"Well then why the hell do you need me to get out, go use your prefects shower I'm sure it's a lot better than this one and leave me the fuck alone," said Harry his voice filled with anger.
"Harry we're here to say we're sorry," Hermione piped up stepping up nearer to the door. The sound of the shower stopped and they could Harry moving around inside. After a couple moments of silence the door opened and Harry came out in his blue pajamas.
"Well save your breath I don't need you guys I know it's all just an act so go away and stop making me angry," he said with a scowl on his face.
"Harry look we're really sorry that we ignored you I guess we just got tied up in what we were doing, but we're your best friends and we would never ditch you no matter what," she said looking slightly downcast at his expression.
'Why would anyone in the whole world want to be around me I am the target for Voldemort and just waiting to be murdered by him so you might as well give up and go home," he muttered looking miserable. "Being around me will only get you killed I'm a lost cause so you can stop pitying me and clear off before I get really pissed."
"Harry do you think that we're just going to ditch our best mate?" Ron said in a soft tone, "we've had plenty of chance to ditch you and we haven't yet. Why the hell would we follow you underground past a three headed dog and get knocked of a giant stone horse, risk being poisoned just because we pitied you. You think that I slid down a drainage pipe towards a giant snake that would kill me by looking at me because we thought you would die. Do you think that we flew across a country on invisible winged horses of death and went into the department of mysteries not knowing what would happen in hopes that you would kill Voldemort for us?' He questioned taking a deep breath as he finished.
"You just did the basilisk thing to save Ginny and the rest of the stuff was just so that you wouldn't have to die because Voldemort took over the world, you guys wanted to live a long healthy life after I killed Voldemort." Harry said although he was trembling slightly and he looked away from them at the open window.
"If we wanted to live to a ripe old age we wouldn't have followed you anywhere near a three headed dog, or followed into the forest guided by a stream of spiders," Ron shudder slightly as he thought of the spiders. "I was attacked by a brain do you think that I didn't think I was going to die. All those time that we were doing something dangerous against You Know Who -" "Ron just say Voldemort," Hermione cut in.
'Fine,' Ron said sounding exasperated, "against V-Voldemort I thought we were going to die and I bet Hermione did to," he said glancing at her as she nodded. "Well we did it anyway and it's because your our friend and we want you to live to a ripe old age not because we thought you were going to die, because your our friend and we care about you.' He finished looking at Harry for something that said that at least some of his words had sunk in.
Harry turned to face them and smiled feebly. "Look I'm sorry for the way I've been acting, I really thought that you guys had ditched me when you didn't send me a letter all summer." Hermione looked like she was about to interrupt but he stopped her, "it's my fault you guys have apologized enough it's just I really did think you guys were faking as my friends and I was wrong. It's just I was so worried that Voldemort would show up and kill me, it's a bummer knowing that you either have to be murdered or end up as the murderer."
"Harry I'm sure that we have no idea what it's like having all that pressure but we are your friends and we'll always be there when you need us. I know in the end it's all down to you but we could always help you get to the end and around the smaller obstacles you don't have to do it all on your own." Hermione said her voice clear but near a whisper because it looked as though the others had fallen asleep.
"Ya I know I've been stupid, but I'm glad you guys are my friends anyway I've got some homework to catch up on so I'll see you tomorrow," he said to Hermione and turned around to open his trunk and grab his books.
"Harry we have one more thing we have to tell you," Hermione said her voice wavering slightly.
Harry turned around looking expectantly from Ron to Hermione, Ron glanced at her and nodded it was now or never if they didn't tell Harry now and he found out later he would never forgive them, Hermione wasn't talking but motioning for him to tell Harry. "Well Harry you know how we said that we were busy over the summer... well we got together over the summer. We figured that we both liked each other so we could try dating."
"What the hell, are you trying to tell me you're a couple?" Harry said looking dumbfounded. He stumbled and sat down on his bed with his head in his hands. Looking up at Hermione he said, "But I thought you said he had the emotional range of a teaspoon."
'Ya well I couldn't admit it then but we both liked each other but Ginny was there during the summer and so were the twins and it got out in the open and so we figured we could give it a try since there was no point denying it. Hermione said blushing slightly as Ron put his arm around her shoulders.
"Well I know I shouldn't be surprised but what am I to do if my two best friends are going out," he said still looking dazed. "I hope you guys last a long time or even get married wouldn't that be cute I mean little redheaded brainers with freckles running around,' He said recovering a little.
They all started laughing out loud at the prospect of children. "Well we'll see if it works out that far but we have liked each other for a long time,' Hermione said returning to her normal structured self now that she saw harry was fine with it. "Well goodnight you two I'm going to bed, I'm kind of tired and I got a new book from the library that I want to finish tonight. She kissed Ron gently on the lips turned around to leave.
Hermione headed out the door and Ron smiled as he thought about his luck with Hermione and the fact that he and Harry were best friends again. Overall it had been a great day and he was glad that he had listened to Ginny he really should give her a little bit more credit one of these days. Sighing happily he changed into his pajamas then pulled out his half finished essay on jumping madlocks for Professor Sprout and set to work.
Feeling intensely happy that he had Ron and Hermione as his friends again he went back to the nagging feeling in the back of his mind. Did he actually like Ginny? She was a year younger than he was; well that's not a lot said a small voice in his mind. Well even if he liked her there was nothing he could do about it unless she liked him back. During his time alone when he was in the hospital wing he had devised a plan to figure out whether or not Ginny liked and so far it seemed as though she did. She had visited him in the hospital wing... once. That wasn't much but then she had forgiven him for calling Hermione a mudblood, she knew he had done that he had heard Ron telling the girls about it. He had to know for sure, he couldn't let her get away like he had let Cho get away in their fourth year. Besides what's the worst that could happen, so she says no she'll forget about and we'll just go back to being friends again, he thought shutting out the warning in his mind. Anyway maybe if he just confessed his feeling they would go away and he'd be able to get over them. Ya that would work it had to he just couldn't sit around waiting like in his fourth year he had to do something good or bad it didn't matter as long as it was something. His mind set he pulled the cover over his head and closed his eyes drifting into a peaceful slumber.
Waking up Harry shook the hair out of his eyes and climbed out of the warm bed covers. It was 6:30 according to his watch. The practice was set for eight but he had to see Ginny before the tryouts started he had to figure something out. Making up his mind he threw on his robes and grabbed his broom and Quiditch robes and went down to the common room to wait.
It was the early part of Saturday morning and Ginny woke up for the fifth time that night, her stomach was squirming uncomfortably. She was so nervous about tryouts, last year it had been different they had been desperate for a seeker. This year there were about 20 other kids trying out for 2 spots for chaser. She didn't want to be on the team because of favoritism but she wasn't sure she was good enough to make it. Looking over at the clock she saw it was 7:05, tryouts started in an hour. Getting up out of bed she went to have a shower. She relaxed as she got under the hot stream of water. She quickly changed into her weekend robes and went to grab her Nimbus 3000. The twins had gotten it for her over the summer; their logic was there had to be at least one decent Weasly on the team.
Heading out the door quietly so not to wake the other girls she shuffled down the stairs making a mental note to tell Harry to be fair and not choose her because she was his friend. She stepped into the common room and saw Harry sitting on the worn old couch by the fireplace. He motioned for her to come over, curious she walked over swiftly and took a seat next to him. "What's up," she asked trying to sound upbeat.
"Oh nothing just wanted to talk to you," Harry said shrugging then looking directly into her eyes.
Her memory twinged and she remembered her mental note. 'Harry I just wanted to say that I only want to be on the team if I'm really good enough, not because you're my friend." Harry's face was in partly in shadow because the sun was still rising but she could still see the expression on his face change to one of confusion. "Not that I'm accusing you of being like that," she said quickly, hoping she hadn't offended him he was on the edge these days and it was quite easy to tick him of.
"Of course not but Ron says you're really good so you'll make it without favoritism," he said his voice still calm. "Ginny can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"Do you like me," his voice was unreadable and it confused her. What the hell did he mean, he probably meant a friend she thought reasonably I mean what else could he mean. "Of course I do," she said trying to keep here voice even so it didn't show that she was confused.
'Well then you'll understand what I mean by this," he said sounding mysterious. He leaned forward and tenderly pressed his lips against hers. Her mind was electrocuted and she was frozen, everything jammed up and her mind echoed with one thought 'what the fuck was going on.' She felt his tongue slid out and press against her lip then she came to her senses and pushed away from him.
"What in bloody hell was that," she said barely whispering but the anger was radiating of off her.
"I hoped you would understand, besides I thought you said you liked me," he said slightly intimidated by Ginny who was practically smoking at the ears.
"Well I didn't say kiss me did I, anyway I said I liked you and I meant as a friends besides I'm going out with Colin, what did you think that was?!" She asked her face turning steadily more scarlet.
"Look Ginny," he sounded desperate and pleading so she looked him in the eye and began to calm down a bit. "It was a mistake for me to do that but honest I didn't know that you were going out with Colin, anyway it would be best if you just forgot this happened okay?"
"Harry you need to explain why in Merlin's name you just kissed me," She said confusion weighing down her forced calm tone.
"Look I like you and I just needed that to clear my head I thought you liked me to but I was wrong just forget about it okay it's not that important."
"What do you mean not that important how am I supposed to feel, blessed? That doesn't explain why you would force yourself on me," Ginny said her anger rising over the confusion.
"I just couldn't ask you. It doesn't work that way anyway it doesn't matter any more, I'll talk to you if I feel I still like you next time I'll make sure that I'm not forcing myself on you," he said sounding annoyed. He was treating her like she was just a little kid and he was a grown up explaining that she wouldn't understand this type of stuff.
"Next time what do you mean next time I'm going out with Colin and the thing you have in mind was just a young girl crush I thought you knew that." Her voice was tight and Harry had to strain to hear it.
The words stung and he could feel the fuzzy feeling slipping away, his heart wrenched but he stood up calmly, "Like I said forget about it," he said forcefully. "Anyway it's time for tryouts cya on the Quiditch pitch." With that he strode across the common room and through the Portrait hole.
Ginny was about to chase after him for some answers but figured it wouldn't work. Why the heck had he kissed her then run of without a proper explanation? She knew that she wasn't asking to be kissed there was nothing in the way she acted that suggested that and she knew herself well so she was probably right. He was a little on the edge with the You-Know-Who thing but even that wasn't an excuse for what he did.
Shaking her head a bit to get rid of the jumble of thoughts she was about to go through it again when the sun caught her eye. It was late; she was probably late for tryouts. She heard voices coming from the closed door leading to the boy's dormitories. It was probably Ron and he was always late so she had to be late.
She was going to the tryouts even if it meant that she would see Harry again the Quiditch team was something she really wanted to be a part of. Grabbing her broom she ran across the common room and darted the portrait hole still thinking about what had happened that morning. - End of Chapter 5 - TBC