Chapter Seven: Wanna Mess?

Harry walked down the empty hall, looking in every doorway and around every corner he passed. Talking with Zelia had really helped him think about the situation.

'Maybe I should give him a cha-what the hell is he doing out there?'

"Malfoy!" Draco looked up at Harry, who was now outside and walking quite quickly toward the head-standing figure. "What are you doing?" He asked as Draco stood upright, looking down at Harry's slightly shorter figure.

"Oh, it's just something I do when I don't know what else to," Draco shrugged. "It's just when I need to think or relax or something."

Harry nodded and put his hands in his pockets. The two just stood there in an awkward silence for a minute or so.

"So what are you doing out here?" Draco asked.

"I don't know, I guess I just wanted to talk." This was weird, even for Harry.

"Oh," Draco sat on the swing he had been on with Hermione not a half-hour before.

"So what's your favorite Quidditch team?"

"Ron, have you seen Tanya?"

"Hey Zelia," Ron looked up from the book he was reading and closed it. "No, not for a while come to think of it. Try the kitchen."

"Thanks," Zelia was about to leave the room when she noticed a slight pink come to the tips Ron's ears. She smirked and made her was to sit on the table beside his book. "I see that blush cuz. You want to tell me or am I going to have to ask Tanya?"

"She told me something I would rather not hear," Ron fidgeted in the seat.

"DO TELL!" Zelia had to find out what had happened.

"Well, we were walking to the library and she told me that Hermione and, I mean, Thera, and Malfoy were missing, together."

"Oh," Zelia sat up from her leaning position, "so it isn't one of those blushes, huh?"

"What do you mean?" Ron was confused by his cousin, more confused than she usually made him.

"Well, you were blushing so I assumed you liked Tanya." Zelia shrugged and hopped off the table.

Ron chuckled and tossed a pencil at her. "Get out of here and gossip with someone who actually wants to hear it."

Zelia laughed and walked out of the room.

"So you were blushing about me?" Ron turned around and saw Tanya coming from behind a nearby bookshelf holding a book in her hand. He smiled and walked over to her. "Why didn't you tell her I was here?"

"Because I wanted you all to myself," Ron said as he took the book from her.

"Oh really?"

"Yeah," Ron let a goofy smile come to his face, "who else will I have to entertain me otherwise?"

Tanya laughed. 'He is so funny, and cute. I wonder if he has a girlfriend.'

"So what is there to do in this house?" Ron asked, snapping Tanya out of her thoughts.

"What?"

"Who are you Thera?" Theo took Hermione's hand and brought her to the bed, placing her on his lap. He looked straight into her eyes. "For the past ten years I've known this, this amazing girl named Thera, and some guys from your school come by and all of a sudden you're this new girl, Hermione."

"Theo, I-"

"No. Let me speak, please, because I need to tell you that I love you, and we all know you don't love me-"

"That's no fair!" Hermione said, jumping up to face Theo. "You can't do that!"

Theo stood up quickly, towering over Hermione's small frame. "Can't do what?" He exclaimed.

"Can't do this!" Hermione was pissed as she felt her face grow hot. She wanted to scream! She needed to cry! She had to get it out! "I can't say I love you because I don't!" Hermione clapped her hand over her mouth. She hadn't meant to say that. She didn't even know she thought that. She thought that she loved his with all her hea-no. Who was she kidding? She didn't think that.

All the time Hermione was thinking with a horrified look on her face, Theo was looking at her, frozen in place. She didn't love him? Of course he was thinking of thinking about it, but she said it. Point blank. He thought at least that she loved him but was afraid to just say it. She didn't love him? She didn't love him. How could he have been so stupid?

"Theo-"

But he didn't hear what she had to say. He turned away and walked out of the room.

"Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans," Draco smiled. "You?"

"Mars bars," Harry replied. "They're a muggle sweet."

Harry and Draco had spent the past twenty minutes asking questions about each other.

"Hey, isn't that Theo?"

Draco whipped his head around and looked at the figure Harry was pointing at in the distance. He looked away and noticed that Harry's knuckles were turning white.

"What're you doing?" Draco asked Harry nervously as he (Harry) stood up. He jumped up and followed Harry as he walked towards the angry figure walking towards them. "Po-Harry, don't do anything stupid."

"Theo!" Harry hit his chest twice in a threatening manor.

Theo scoffed and shook his head lightly. "Oh geez. What do you want Harry?"

A/N Short, I know, major cliffie, I know, but I know exactly what I want to do for the next chapter, well, sort of. I have two ideas, but don't worry, you wont have to wait as long for the next chap update as you did for this one.

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