Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter... Actually i don't really own all thst much in general. What a shame.
Chapter Six — Help
"Where can I find a book about the cause and effects of the Goblin Rebellions?" I asked the librarian. She pointed me towards a stack of books without even speaking to me. I walked over and grabbed a book that looked like it might be of help. Unfortunately for me I used the wrist that Harry had re-hurt only seconds before.
"Oww." I said quietly dropping the book to the floor. I wasn't about to be thrown out, but that had hurt.
"What happened to you?" I heard someone behind me say. I jumped and turned to see Malfoy there.
"Nothing. I hurt my wrist." I lied, for some unknown reason I felt worse lying to him then I did when I had lied to Hermione earlier. Malfoy gingerly grabbed my arm. He looked at it then released it.
"From the look of it, it looks like Potter had something to do with it as well." He smirked. Then grabbed the book I had dropped. He set it on a table. "That was a hard essay." He said turning to leave.
"Wait." I called I didn't even realize I had until it was out of my mouth.
"What?"
"Why did you help me this morning?"
"I don't like you, but I like Potter less." he said turning to leave again.
"Thank you." I whispered, but I wasn't sure if he had heard me. I turned back to the book and started my essay. I finished it about an hour later. When I looked at my watch I noticed that it was almost curfew. I quickly left the library and went back to my room, this time using the private entrance. I didn't want to have to see Harry this time. I threw my self on my bed and fell asleep almost immediately. I awoke the next morning to tapping on my window. It was still dark out, but I got up and let the owl in.
Ginny
I need to talk to you meet me in the Common Room
Ron
I quickly got changed and went into the Common Room.
"Hi Ron what's up." I asked sitting next to him.
"Do you know a place where we can talk in private?" he asked not looking up.
"Sure we can go in my rooms." I got up and lead him into my private rooms. I didn't think that he would be able to translate my password, but I didn't want him to know it so I still whispered it. I sat on a chair and he sat across from me.
"What's up with you and Harry? I know you weren't telling the truth earlier when I asked. Did you two break up?" he finally looked up.
"Yes Ron we did. It was a short-lived relationship. But it's good that's its over." I replied.
"Why you two belong together, everyone knows it. Even you know it. Plus Harry seems really upset. What happened to make you two break up?"
"Ask Harry, Ron he knows. And I know that he seems really upset but I can't do that to myself anymore."
"I did ask him. He won't tell me. Will you please tell me?"
"Fine, I caught him with Derire yesterday night. He was asking me for another chance earlier. But I wouldn't. I already gave him a second chance and he ruined it." I said near tears.
"Oh Gin, I'm so sorry, why didn't you tell me?"
"Because you're his best friend Ron I can't tell you that type of things. Please just leave I want to go back to sleep now." Ron slowly got up and left the room. And I happily went back to my bed for a few more hours of sleep.