Disclaimer: holds the mirror to her face still Shoot! I'm still not JK Rowling.
A/N
Author: is puffing still from running after Harry
Harry: I can't believe you caught me.
Author: It sure wasn't easy catching you. Especially since you're a two dimensional
charachter and kept going into places I couldn't follow you to. And then when
you decided to come into this three dimensional world the wind blew you away!
I looked like an idiot running after a piece of paper that was being blown away
by the wind.
Harry: sniggers You always look like an idiot.
Author: How dare you insult me… especially when I get to decide if all your hopes of
having Ron will be shattered.
Harry: You wouldn't.
Author: Wouldn't I? Mwahahahahha Authors cape billows in the wind as she wonders
Where did I get the cape from? Why am I even wearing a cape? Why is there
wind…I'm inside my house. How is that possible?
Harry: The author's gone mad hasn't she? this is said in a Dudley-esgue voice
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I don't like blokes, Harry decided as he dressed for breakfast. I really don't... it did feel quite nice when Ron was on top of me though, he couldn't help but think. Wait! It didn't feel nice because I DON'T like him. Of course I don't…I mean he's a guy and we're best friends. Harry looked over at Ron's bed and saw that Ron was looking at him with an odd expression on his face. When their eyes met Ron turned abruptly and Harry suddenly became conscious of the fact that he wasn't wearing a shirt.
Was Ron checking me out? Harry wondered happily. Of course he wasn't because he has a girlfriend. Why do I even care if Ron was checking me out? I don't like him. I DON'T! Harry was finding it increasingly difficult to lie to himself. Not that he knew he was lying to himself at the moment.
"I've got to go….. Hermione……ya…o.k.…ya, bye," Ron mumbled as he left the dormitory in a hurry. Ughhhh, Hermione. I don't see why Ron likes her so much. She's bossy and a know-it-all. Plus her hair is a bushy mess.
Harry's mood didn't improve as he walked down into the Great Hall and saw Hermione and Ron sitting next to each other eating breakfast. Even worse from the angle Harry was standing at he could see that they were holding hands. Hermione was beaming like she always did when Ron held her hand. Harry sat across from Ron. He noticed Ron was staring at his eggs as if by staring at them long enough they would find they're way into his mouth without him having to pick up his fork. Hermione started to talk to Harry about transfiguration and Harry pretended to listen.
Harry couldn't help but sneak a peek at Ron. Ron's milky skin. Ron's long lashes that framed his eyes so perfectly. His red hair that contrasted with his skin drastically.
Then the unthinkable happened, at least to Harry it was. Under the table Ron and Harry's knees touched. Ron stopped looking at his food and caught Harry's eye. They looked at each other and Harry completely forgot he was supposed to be paying attention to Hermione (or at least acting like he was). They looked into each others eyes. Jade green to sky blue.
And out of nowhere it hit Harry. It was as if a double-decker bus crashed into him (A/N that's for Beserkly for showing me that song).As if he had been electrocuted. Harry suddenly knew. He knew why he disliked Hermione and why he felt weird around Ron.
He couldn't deny it any longer. He liked Ron. No, he loved Ron. He slowly smiled at Ron and Ron-
"HELLO! Are you guys listening to me? Ughhhh! Both of you are hopeless gits," Hermione said as she yanked her hand out of Ron's then walked away swiftly. It was the middle of breakfast so everyone stared at Hermione as she walked out of the Great Hall, clearly disturbed and it looked as if she had been crying. Ron immediately went to follow Hermione calling her name as he ran after her.
"What was that about," Harry asked Ginny.
"Well it couldn't be about the fact that Hermione was telling you and Ron about her kitten that died at home, could it? Or the fact that she was clearly upset about it and both Ron and you weren't paying the slightest attention to what she was saying." Ginny said angrily. "Both of you just sat there looking at each other like you guys just realized that you both had air in your heads instead of brains."
Harry felt guilty. Hermione was his friend, even if he despised her sometimes for being Ron's girlfriend. He shouldn't have ignored her. Harry couldn't eat from guilt A/N This has happened to me…sorry Kim so he decided to go apologize to her before class began. He walked to the one place he knew he could find her, the library.
He entered the library and walked to the back corner where the trio used to go when Harry was thought to be the heir of Slytherin and everyone was afraid of him. It was a nice secluded spot where hardly anyone went. As he neared it he saw Ron talking to Hermione softly. She looked over Ron's shoulder and Harry hid behind a bookshelf. He didn't know why but suddenly he didn't want to be seen. He peeked behind the bookshelf to see if Hermione had seen him but she probably didn't or else she wouldn't have done what she did just then. She stood on her tiptoes and kissed Ron. A long kiss.
Harry walked away. He didn't feel like apologizing to Hermione anymore. At the moment he felt like throwing her off the Astronomy Tower. It was then that Harry realized, truly accepted that he wasn't ever going to get Ron because he was never going to tell Ron how he felt about him. He couldn't do that to Ron. Being with Hermione was what made Ron happy and to Harry that's all that mattered, Ron's happiness. Ron truly wanted to be with Hermione, he'd wanted it for a long time. Harry could never ruin that for his best friend. His love. The person who made his heart ache. The person who completed Harry. His Ron.
AWWWW! I just love the last paragraph of this chapter. Pure inspiration. So cute if I do say so myself. I'm thinking about making the next chapter half in Hermione's POV and the other half in Ron's. Please review. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!