Who Knows Chapter 10: Down to the Duo, a harry potter fanfic

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Hey there all! I am so happy that I am finally able to update again as I am finally done with all my responsibilities... so yeah… I give you chapter 10...

Disclaimer: whistling I do not own HP; you should really know that by now.

Who Knows

By: Carla P.

Chapter 10- Down to the Duo

Harry looked across the room at Ron and Ron returned that stare with a stare of his own. Neither could speak at the moment for they were both so shocked at what had just transpired; they certainly hadn't expected Hermione to be like that.

Harry, who was standing by the stairs started to walk and in a few moments settled himself on the chair by the fire, his favorite place in the common room. He was so busy with his thoughts that he didn't notice that Ron took the chair across from him.

'Well Harry, you have to think this through for only when you have thought it through could you make the right decision. Because if you make the wrong move, you're going to be sorry for a very long time.' The thoughts in Harry's head were doing a mental battle. 'Yes, yes, I have to look at all sides of the problem then attack.'

He propped his elbow on the armrest and rested his chin on the palm of his hand, his face a picture of rapt contemplation. He continued brooding, 'Ron first then. Negative side: It's all really his fault, he misconstrued that innocent hug, he has some trust issues and he is currently so absorbed in himself that he resorts to emotional blackmail when I tried to make up with him and as we're supposed to be friends (he's thinking of what Hermione said) he has no right.'

At such negative thoughts, his face grew even more crumpled if that were possible, so he proceeded to think of the positive side, 'Positive side: with Hermione gone you have no choice but be with your "bestfriend" and he had been your friend for seven long years (still thinking of what Hermione said).' Somehow the positive side didn't make his mood any lighter so he focused his attention on something else.

That something else proved to be Hermione and at this thought, his face lost its crumpled quality. Instead, he looked bright and happy as though he wasn't affected by what she had said last. Instead, he was thinking of something else, 'Hermione, yes, I should think about Hermione. Positive side: she helps me every single time I need her in my homework or as a supportive friend, she put a lot of effort in making me happy during my fall-out with Ron, she listens to me, she never doubts me except maybe now but I couldn't really blame her. Negative side:…' Harry started scratching his head when he couldn't think of anything negative about Hermione. That was when he realized that Hermione had been everything to him. She had been nothing short of wonderful all this years.

At these thoughts, his eyebrows drew together. It had never really occurred to him how special Hermione was. What with the fact that she had done everything for him without question or hesitation. Harry mentally slapped himself when he realized that he should have considered himself lucky to be close friends with her rather than be miserable having a fight with Ron. Instead, he should have protected his friendship with Hermione when it was challenged instead of standing by and watching it break into pieces. There and then, he knew what there was only one thing he could and must do.

To Ron's surprise, Harry stood up suddenly. He looked up at Harry from his position on the chair, wondering what he had been thinking of all this time. He opened his mouth to ask when, unfortunately, Harry cut him off. "Well, we really did it, mate. We made Hermione angry and when I think of it, it's all your fault." This was said in a very cold and biting voice.

Harry continued, this time sarcastically, "I'm sure Hermione will be head over heels for you now. Considering she could find the time and effort to be friends with us again." This time, he gave a gloomy smile, his voice becoming regretful and melancholy, "Seriously though, I don't want to do what she wants us to. I have no plans of losing her 'cause I can't stay away from such a true friend. It's unfair that I have to lose her when I haven't done anything to deserve it. You can hate me for the rest of my life for this, as you see it, "act of betrayal" but I don't care anymore. All I know is that at this moment, I want to go after her and ask her to forget what she said about not wanting to be friends anymore. I need to say sorry and tell her how brilliant she is." Harry stopped for a breath and then carried on in the same voice, "Hermione's right in a twisted sort of way, you know. At this moment we really aren't good friends, what with your raging hormones and my desire to reconcile with you. Not to mention us subconsciously using each other. I'm not saying she's entirely right neither is she entirely wrong. And I hate it that we have made her morning- no, her day- sour for she's a very sweet person and that just mixes up the equation."

Then he walked to the portrait door and opened it. Just as he was about to step outside and exit the common room, he turned around and said, "It's your call Ron, you make your choice, I've made mine. See you around."

Ron then stood up, with the purpose of running after Harry and, maybe, Hermione when he suddenly slumped back down on the chair. At that moment, when he put all the blame on himself, Ronald Bilius Weasley grew up and he knew in his heart of hearts that he had to do something for those two persons he regarded as his closest friends.

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Yes, I am done… That is my very short 10th chapter, I hope you like it enough to give me a review… Har har! I have a specific number of reviews I'm counting on and I hope you people reach it… So go on, make this dames' day… REVIEW!