A/N: Gaaah! I'm so sorry it took so long to update! That was bad of me. But I promise that I WILL...try...to get the next chapter up a lot sooner. But as for now, enjoy this one! Thanks to all my readers and don't forget to review!

Chapter Eight

When Ron awoke the next morning, he had just enough time to throw on his robes and run to the great hall and scarf down some pieces of toast.

"Harry." Ron whispered.

"What?" Harry replied.

"Where are Hermione and Seamus?" Ron asked.

"They're…well, they're just going to their classes." Harry said.

"Oh." Ron said.

"Ron we have to get to our classes too!" Harry said.

"But, but I'm in the same classes as Hermione. " Ron said.

"Sorry, oh…Ron get down." Harry said.

"Wha—" Ron couldn't finish hid sentence, Harry had pushed him to the ground.

"Hi Harry." Seamus said, his arm around Hermione.

"Hello…Seamus." Harry said an edge of coldness in his voice. Seamus didn't seem to notice.

"Hey Harry have you seen Ron? I haven't seen him since yesterday." Hermione said.

"Yeah, well he's been pretty busy, if you know what I mean." Harry said, a glaring.

"Oh, okay well we're going to go then, bye." Hermione said, apparently oblivious as to why Harry would be so angry at her boyfriend.

"Yeah, fine. Goodbye." Harry said, they left Ron stood up.

"He had his arm around her." Ron said.

"Sorry Ron, but we're late for charms." Harry said. They ran to class and walked in. Ron looked over and saw Hermione. She looked at him, gave him a small smile, and then looked straight back at her book.

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley please take your seats." Professor Flitwick said.

"Sorry." Harry and Ron muttered. They walked to their seats and sat down, Ron looked back at Hermione, but looked away before she noticed.

"Harry?" Ron said.

"Yes?" Harry replied.

"What's Hermione doing?"

"Uh…she's well…doing her usual Hermione thing." Harry said. Ron looked back and groaned.

"She's looking at Seamus."

"Well, as much as I hate to say it, they're dating. It's sort of how the dating stuff is." Harry said.

"How would you know?" Ron asked.

"Well, I dated Cho last year, remember? Besides that, it's just common knowledge, Ron." Harry replied.

"I didn't know." Ron said.

"We have no brains for this sort of thing, you know that. You still don't at all, but at least I have a little sense. And I know Ron. I just know. That's the way it is." Harry said.

"I'm not dating her and I look at her. She's so…so…Hermione." Ron said.

"Ron that's different." Harry said.

"How?"

"Because you're not dating her, and you don't want her to know about you're feelings for her. Now shut your bloody mouth, I don't know what we're supposed to be doing."

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"It's time for Defense Against the Dark Arts." Harry said.

"New teacher." Ron said plainly.

"It would've been nice to prepare for the worst but get the best." Harry said.

"What?"

"Hermione told us how he wasn't going to be bad. It would've been cool to think he's mean and have him be nice." Harry said.

"Oh. Yeah." Ron said, still trying to work out what Harry had said.

"Hello Potter." Said a familiar smug voice from behind him.

"Malfoy. So—"

"Nice to see me?" Malfoy sneered

"Not exactly what I was going to say."

"You have Professor Bickers as well?" Malfoy said.

"Yeah." Harry said.

"I hear he's great fun." Malfoy said.

"Did you now? You were mistaken." Ron said.

"Oh no, he's a great friend of my father."

"He is a great friend of Hagrid." Ron said.

"I doubt it Weaselby."

"We'll see then won't we?" Harry said.

"I suppose so Potter." They all walked into class, the door shut behind them.

"You are late!" Professor Bickers yelled.

"Sorry Professor." Harry said, as they took their seats. Malfoy smirked at him, Harry replied with a dark glare. Harry sat thinking. He had no idea what to do about his best friend Ron. He kept hearing the word Potter. Potter, Potter He didn't know what it meant Potter, Potter the voice kept getting louder Potter, Potter! He became slightly puzzled.

"POTTER!" Harry suddenly regained reality, it was just Professor Bickers.

"What sir?" Harry said.

"What is the answer?" Professor Bickers said sharply.

"To what?" Harry asked, he was cautious.

"To the question potter!" He yelled.

"I don't know." Harry said.

"You were to learn this in your fourth year!"

"I… I don't…."

"You weren't listening were you?"

"Well, I was…."

"Shut up Potter. Mr. Malfoy the answer please."

"Alright."

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Later that day Ron and Harry went to Hagrid's hut.

"Hey Hagrid." Harry said.

"Well, 'ello." Hagrid said.

"Please knock some sense into Ron." Harry said.

"What's goin' on?" Hagrid asked Ron but Harry replied.

"Hermione has a boyfriend." Harry said.

"And? You guys are just friends." Hagrid said.

"Yes! Yes we are!" Ron said.

"He's just sort of annoyed with her because she's been blowing us off for him." Harry said.

"Well, it's the sor' of thing they would do I think."

"But I don't have a certain answer and that's what I need." Ron said diligently.

"Well Ron, I'm not sure I can give yer that." Hagrid said.

"Well, then we have to go!" Ron said and dragging Harry out the door.

"Thanks, Hagrid! We'll see you tomorrow!" Harry called.