CHAPTER 10 – Picturing Her with...
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"What do you want, Dra..." she said before she turned her head around, "Ron!" She quickly wiped her tears as she saw the red-haired boy approach her.
Ron went up to her and sat beside her. "What are you doing, 'Mione?"
"Just thinking..."
"No, Hermione. I meant what are you doing to yourself? You're all messed up. I've never seen you this way, 'Mione. I'm getting worried."
Hermione sighed and put her head into her hands. "Ron, I'm..."
"You're what? You're too busy snogging Malfloy to care about your real friends? Yeah, 'Mione. I know about you two. I've seen the way you look at him through the Great Hall." he sighed and continued, "What, you don't even have time to do your own homework? Malfloy's just playing you Hermione! It must be a trick or just a bet to make you fall in love with him! Hermione, he'll say he loves you one day and the next, you'll find him naked inside his room with Pansy! He's a fake!" he yelled and stood up trying to cope with the situation.
Hermione sat through Ron's speech with her head in her hands. Finally, she stood up, went up to him and...slapped him. Through her tears and fury, she said, "How dare you."
Ron just massaged his cheek where she hit him as he listened to what she had to say:
"How dare you accuse me to have left you and Harry? For your information, I have just spent the last week with both of you and haven't seen him for a long time. And I have my homework and the extra credit assignment I needed for the overdue ones." she sighed and sat back down on the bench, "Look, Ron. I'm not gonna let him go through my friendship with you and Harry. You're the best friends I've ever had. Nothing is going to change that. Now will you stop worrying?"
He listened attentively, sat down beside her and put an arm around her. "'Mione, I'm just looking out for you." Hermione put her head on his shoulder and said, "Ron, I know you are. But, you're not like my father. You don't have to protect me all the time. I can take care of myself. Besides, I love him and he loves me."
He said this calmly but firm, "I just don't trust him, 'Mione. All I know is he's not the guy I pictured you with."
"Ah!" she said softly removing his arm from her shoulder, "So who do you picture me with?" she said now playfully.
"Well..." she started, "Someone nice, friendly. You know someone like..."
"Who? Viktor?" she laughed, "Don't get me started on Viktor. He... well... he is--"
"No" he interrupted, "I was picturing you to be someone like... me."
Hermione fell silent. She stared on to the moonlit lake. She had had lost control of her thoughts. No words came into her head but pictures of her and Ron were going through.
Finally, she found herself again and looked beside her ---- seeing no one there.
