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Harry thought he was going to be sick.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!" He screamed dragging Ron away from the open window. They were stood in the Owlery. Harry had just witnessed his best friend balancing precariously on the window ledge poised as if about to throw himself out of it. Lavender finally told Harry she'd seen Ron heading up that way after dinner. Seems like Seamus was right and she did know where he was after all.

"I wasn't…I wasn't gonna jump," Ron said shaking and then looking at Harry pleadingly. But Harry didn't know what he wanted.

"Ok. You just scared me. You've been acting really strangely…"

Ron looked away.

Harry didn't want to mention it, he wanted to pretend he'd never seen it, but he knew he had to ask, " Give me you're arm Ron,"

"What?"

"How did you do it?" (Stupid question.)

Ron continued to gaze out of the window.

"Ron…"

"It helps ok? I dunno. I know it's stupid, and I'm over reacting, but if she dies then It would be my fault…and I can't…I can't deal with that,"

Harry stepped closer to Ron and enveloped him in his arms. "Just talk to me," He said gently. Ron pulled his arms slowly around Harry, "Okay,"

Harry pulled away from Ron, "No more hurting yourself?"

No answer.

"Ron?"

"Ok. No more hurting myself. "

Harry smiled, "Lets go to bed,"

Ron grinned, " I don' t like the way you said that, you do realise I'm in love with Hermione right? I don't swing that way, "

"Shut up, or I'll curse you into next week,"

"Oh you could try,"
Harry rolled his eyes happy his friend was happy and walked ahead of him. Unbeknown to him Ron wasn't going anywhere, he stood in the middle of the Owlery watching after Harry…
With his fingers crossed.

I, I can do anything
If you want me here
And I can fix anything
If you let me near
Where are those secrets now
That you're too scared to tell
I'd whisper them all aloud
So you can hear yourself
- Angels and Airwaves 'A Little's Enough'


It was Wednesday, four days after Ron had unconsciously told the whole school how much he loathed Hermione Granger, but she was apparently making a full recovery. Ron wouldn't know. He hadn't stepped near the hospital wing since Sunday. His arm was now in tatters. He couldn't focus during lessons for dreaming of Hermione. He seemed to everyone around him extremely withdrawn and it worried Harry. Although Ron persistently tried to assure Harry things were fine, he hadn't given Harry a glimpse of his arm since that day in the Owlrey, and Harry knew Ron wasn't who he used to be.

Ron sat rocking on the edge of the couch, Lavender beside him, her arms lying comfortably around his neck, "Shhhh…it's ok, it'll be alright," she whispered soothingly into his ear.

"I'm fine." Ron said, trying to shrug her arms off of him.

"I know how you must feel to be rejected by her like that. But it's ok Ron I'm here," Lavender purred, Ron could feel her warm breath on his cheek.

"I'm fine Lavender, just leave me alone. Thanks for your concern but I was not rejected ok?"

"Haven't you seen her then Ron?"

"Seen her?"

"Since she's been out of Hospital,"

"Out! For how long?"

"Since Friday evening."

It was Sunday. She's been avoiding me.

And for the second time that week one of the trio thought they were going to throw up.

"SHE'S BEEN AVOIDING ME HARRY!"

"I know." Harry said reluctantly leaning on the side of his bed.

"YOU KNOW! HOW LONG DID SHE THINK SHE COULD HIDE FROM ME? WAS SHE GOING TO SKIP LESSONS AS WELL? AM I THAT REPULSIVE?"

"Ron you know why she's avoiding you. But c'mon it's not like you ever come out during daylight hours anymore. You're always stuck in here moping. I tried to explain it to her, but she wont listen…are you ok? You haven't been…you know…"

"MOPING! I HAVE NOT BEEN MOPING HARRY! I HAVE BEEN WORRIED SICK THAT SHE MIGHT DIE!"

"Yeah, well if you'd have bothered to come and visit her then you would've known that she was recovering wouldn't you! But no, instead you sit up here and MOPE! You're such a drama queen Ron, Hermione doesn't give you her full attention one time, when she is severely ill, and you make out like she told you she hated you or something. Which by the way was your tact Ron, which is what caused this fucking mess in the first place!"

"I didn't know I'd said that Harry! You know I didn't! It's hard for me you know, when you go around unconsciously telling people you really like that you loath them. IT KIND OF MESSES YOU UP A LITTLE BIT! We can't all be the cool and collected superhero you are."

"You don't even know what a superhero is!"

"HERMIONE TAUGHT ME!" And with that, Ron burst into tears. He tried to run to his bed and hide under the covers so Harry wouldn't see him. But it was too late. Harry saw. And felt extremely guilty too. Even if he did think Ron was being extremely stupid and selfish to cut himself all the time, and stay hidden away up here constantly. Not that he would ever tell Ron this. Oh No.

Harry knelt down beside Ron's bed, "Ron I'm sorry. Just come and find Hermione, and we'll get this all sorted out. We can't afford to loose friendships right now ok?" Harry wasn't used to comforting people and it felt very weird, he wished Ginny was here…

Ron raised his head from the covers, "I wanna talk to her alone. Do you think she'll let me?"

"I don't know. Lets see," Harry put his hand out for Ron to take, Ron grabbed it somewhat enthusiastically, (which made Harry smile) and Harry pulled him out of bed.

"Ready?" He asked Ron?

"No, am I heck."