Sacrifice By Pinkpygmypuff

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Harry POV

I sat down to dinner. I usually love going to dinner because we can all have a break from our research about the war. Normally we all start talking and we reminisce about all the good times we had a Hogwarts. We laugh at Ron's trouble in a muggle house. But not today. In fact, we haven't done that for the past week. Hermione and Ron have been quiet lately. Not just to each other, but to me too. I don't understand it. I can't be with Ginny; But Ron could be with Hermione. Why doesn't he just tell her how he feels? Its enough to drive a bloke mad.

I can tell Hermione is trying to finish dinner as fast as possible. She is gulping the chicken noodle soup Ron made for us. He is becoming quite a cook. Just as I suspected she put down her bowl and announced she had some research to do at the library. Ron and I sighed. She never took a break.

"Hermione, can't you at least stay for the rest of dinner?" Ron tried, but it was no use. We both knew it was no good. Nothing could change Hermione's mind once she had made a decision.

"No, Ron. I think I might know where one of the Horocruxes is or what it might be." She replied in a hurry

"Well, tell us as soon as you find out" I told her.

"Will do" she smiled. And then she left.

Ron sighed, moved his bowl of chicken noodle soup aside and put his head between his hands.

"Ron, why don't you just tell her how you feel?" I told him. We have had this argument at least a million times over.

Surprisingly, Ron did not say anything. Usually he had some comeback at me on if she didn't like him back it would ruin their friendship or something equally lame.

"Ron" I said, cautiously. "Is there something you're not telling me?"

Ron looked up and there was a spark of something in his eye. Was it excitement…..or was is fear?

"No, no, no. I'm fine. Its nothing" he said quite fast.

"Roooonnnnn. What is it?" I asked. I hate it when he keeps secrets from me. Its really annoying especially since he is so bad at it.

"Really its nothing" Ron insisted.

"So there is something?" I asked. Ron groaned

"Yes, ok there is something." He finally replied

" Is it to with Hermione?" I had a feeling that would be it. And it seemed like I guessed right because Ron put his head in his hands again and stayed there for what felt like forever.

"Ron, what did you do?" I asked my voice getting louder every second. If he had done something to make Hermione feel bad he is in trouble. Hermione is like my sister. Ron said something that was inaudible, but I'm guessing it was some sort of confession.

"Care to repeat that, Ron?" My voice was now yelling. Ron suddenly shot up from his chair and yelled right back at me.

"I told her how I felt ok? I told her this morning!" He yelled at me. So loud I'm surprised Hermione didn't hear it in the library.

"You did?" I said. I was really surprised. I didn't think Ron would have the guts to do that right now. " How did it go?" I asked.

" Damn," Ron swore " I shouldn't be telling you this. Hermione will murder me. Ah well…… I told her last week."

" Care to elaborate?" I said egging him on.

" We kissed…..a lot. She's actually a really good kis-" I cut him off.

"Ok enough information on kissing. Lets get to the next part…the talking part" I said seeing if he would get the hint. He did.

"And then she said we couldn't be together until after the war" He said sadly.

"Why the hell not?" I asked bluntly.

"Why do you think, Harry?" Ron gave me on of the looks. The ones where his eyes go creepy like I should know the answer. So I thought. I thought for a while but nothing seem to come to me.

"I don't know" I said. He gave me that look again, until I finally got the answer. " What!" I exclaimed. This was probably the worst idea they had ever gotten. "Your aren't together because of….because of me?" I squeaked. Ron could've said Bingo but he didn't. He just sat down and sighed. My head was spinning.

When I finally got my thoughts together I told him. "Ron, that's not right"

"So……What do you want me to do?" He asked me.

"Dammit!" I yelled "Fight for her, Ron. Go to the library and tell her how you feel"

"She's not going to listen to me" Ron said. He was right. So I apparated to the library to tell her myself.

A/N: Thanks to all the people who will review. It doesn't take long!