Chapter 2: But he's mine!
"I might be going out with Draco."
Ron was sitting across the room and heard this. He whipped his head up from his chess game and just stared at Hermione in disbelief. "But, she's mine." He mumbled under his breath.
"Are you serious?" asked Ginny.
"Yeah! I don't believe it either." Hermione squealed.
"Neither do I." Ron said, walking over.
"I know. Isn't it excellent?"
"Um… NO!"
"What?"
"Let me think. You hate Malfoy. I hate Malfoy. Harry hates Malfoy-,"
"Actually. He's not so bad anymore." Harry cut in.
"We weren't talking to you. Besides, he doesn't like you. How do you know he likes you?"
"I just do." Said Hermione, thinking about the way Draco had grabbed her waist. "Besides, just because you don't like Draco or you just have a fatherly instinct about me that you 'have' to protect me, whatever, doesn't mean I can't have a boyfriend."
"That's not it!"
"Well, what is it, then?"
"It's just that that…..Oh, stuff it."
"Tell me." Demanded Hermione, not expecting what was coming next. She was kinda playing around.
"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!DAMMIT HERM! HOW COULD YOU NOT NOTICE?"
Hermione was taken aback.
"But."
"Oh, screw you, too."
Hermione sat up straight. "Then you should have gathered up the courage to ask me first. And now go explain to Lavender. She's right there." She said quietly, then ran up to the dorms.
She flopped onto her bed and started crying. Why did he have to say that? It wasn't fair. Now she couldn't choose. People messed with her emotions to, too much. She hated it. Why couldn't people just be up front about things.
"Um, Hermione." It was Ginny.
"Yes?"
"Um, Ron wants-,"
"I don't care what Ronald wants!"
"You know that's not true."
"Yes I do."
Ginny sat down beside her. "Well. He wants me to tell you. Um. He says he doesn't care if you go out with Malf- I mean Draco."
Hermione sat up straight in bed. "Really. No lies. No kidding?"
"Yeah!"
"What was his state when he said it?"
"Huh?"
"Like, his emotions."
"Oh, he was serious."
"Cool."
Hermione ran downstairs and hugged Ron. "Thank you." She said.
"Um, your welcome. For what are you thanking me?"
"For letting me go out with Draco."
"What! I never said that!"
"But, Ginny-,"
"Ginny? What did she do?"
"She said you said it was okay."
"Well, she was lying."
Hermione ran up the stairs and threw open the door. Ginny was sitting there sheepishly on the bed. "Ginny-," Hermione started, but Ginny cut her off.
"You're supposed to go out with my brother, Ron. Not Malfoy. It's not fair. How could you not see that! Ron has loved you since I started Hogwarts. Probably longer? You have to go out with him. HIM! HIM! NOT MALFOY!"
"What are you talking about? If Ronald had loved me then he should have asked me sooner. Besides, maybe I don't like him the same! We're friends. And now that's all changing. I'm gonna go out with Draco and that's final!"
"But-,"
"No, I wann-,"
"But he's mine!"
"Oh, shit."
R&R! Sorry it's kinda short.