A/N: sorry, I don't actually play volleyball…I have zero skills in that arena, but I do enjoy watching my sister anyone else play, I also like to play, but am horrible at it…yea, just some info there (Oh, oh, oh! and more reviewers/ reviews…yey!)

A/N 2: I'm so evil, I kept you all waiting an entire chapter to find out what Ron says and happens to him, and I left you at a very short chapter too….sorry, it was fun to say that little line about a cliffhanger, and you had no idea how long you'd have to hang!

A/N 3: that voice in Hermione's head was actually NOT Madame Pomfrey's. If you go back it is explicitly referred to as a 'he' and Madame Pomfrey is never indicated at having said anything to the unconscious girl.

A/N 4: ok, this is getting idiotic…but anyway, yey! More reviews! Thank you thank you thank you ALL!

Disclaimer: none of it belongs to me, except….wait, no, that's not mine

Last Chapter: Hermione wakes up…blah blah blah, read it yourself!

And so his story began.

"Well, Harry, you and Hermione have been, well, leaving me out! Ever since you two started dating, well, I feel like some sort of third wheel. How am I supposed to feel when you two are staring intently into the other's eyes with all this 'love' shit! Honestly, Harry, it was disgusting! Especially since most people always thought it would be me and Hermione, not you and Hermione.

"You steal the limelight all the time. Isn't that enough? All the attention you get? Now you have to take my love interest too."

With every word he said he became angrier and angrier, into a delirium of anger and madness, it was insane. Harry only gawked with disgust and shock when he heard the words tumble furiously out of his friend's mouth.

"Well Seamus felt the same way, like you got everything. You took 'his' girl to the Yule Ball in 4th year. You were a hero, and now you're dating the smartest witch of the school. You had everything and chips! Yet you kept going! You defeated a ton of Death Eaters and forgot to mention how much exactly Seamus and I helped you with that! You took that glory with you! We couldn't take it anymore."

He sighed, frustrated and upset, with a glint of something in his eyes that Harry could not quite make out, which surprised him above all. Usually Ron was so easy to read.

"So we formed a plan. We researched all kinds of memory erasing potions and charms, cleaning charms, silencing shields, and bought some Exploding Snap packs. We set the Snap packs off in the bathroom, and Seamus ran and told her something was making loud noises in what he," Ron sniggered here "thought was the prefects' bathroom. For the smartest witch of her time, she couldn't figure out our plan. How would Seamus have known where the prefects' bathroom was? We thought that little flaw might put her suspicions on a high alert, but she did nothing.

"Anyway, Seamus followed her into the bathroom. I was upstairs for awhile before I realized he didn't have your invisibility cloak, and would definitely need it. I ran down there only to find that he was done and looking around desperately for somewhere or something to hide behind. I jumped out and offered him your cloak. We both slipped under it and ran out. We even went past Malfoy on our way back and might've accidentally let him see our feet- too tall I am- but we didn't think he noticed."

Harry finally recognized the growing look in Ron's eyes; it was happiness, and pride. He inwardly curled back from Ron in disgust. How could this be coming from him? Wasn't he his friend? Harry was shocked that he had never noticed this, maliciousness, in his friend.

Ron stopped for a short breath before continuing.

"So then we came back, and no one noticed, we closed our curtains and patted our backs on a job well done."

Harry just stood there, appalled, for a moment longer before pounding out questions to make him feel remorse, because obviously, through the pride and accomplishment shining from Ron's face, he felt none.

"Why didn't you beat me? Why her? I thought you liked- loved- Hermione?"

"Yes, but…"

"Seamus is mad at me? Seamus? What'd I ever do to him?"

"Well, really…"

"You used my invisibility cloak?"

"Well, we…"

"Do you think," Harry asked angrily, shaking in fury, "that we, are still, or will ever be again, still friends, after what you just told me?"

"Harry, she's fine! I didn't want Seamus to…to…rape her."

With that he had the look of genuine remorse on his face, but only at that.

"But it was revenge, Harry! You have to see that! We'll always be friends, it was only revenge. It was nothing more than Malfoy or some one would've done. I mean… Honestly, it was, like, a…a… well, a necessity!"

"A necessity!" He spat out, "More like a crime! I just, I can not… What could you… and he? What was…I just can't…"

Ron stood up and made to pat Harry's back.

"NO! No, don't even touch me Ron. I'm…I-I'm disgusted by you. I-ugh, I don't even know what to say to you!"

Ron looked stunned.

"But, Harry, you…you don't see?"

"See what! See, for instance, how horrible you are. See, that, you are no longer my friend. Because that, Ron, that is what I see."

Harry turned on his heel and stomped off in the direction of the castle, one hand clutched extremely hard on his wand, the other balled up in fist by his side. He still shook with anger. He just could not comprehend. It was sickening; he just could not understand it. Thoughts flew through his mind like a hurricane of revolting wind.

One thought was clear above the others though. He must tell Dumbledore, or…some one. Even Snape, damn it! Some one in authority had to know before he just, before he just… burst or something!

SMACk!