Chasing Dragonflies
Chapter 2
"Honestly Harry, how long are you going to keep this up?" Hermione's voice made Harry realise how long it really had been since he last spoke to Ron, it was almost a week, and it seemed to be the longest week of his life. "I think its stupid, you two are best friends."
"Were," Harry corrected her, even though the thought of it broke his heart. "We were best friends."
Ron had spent most of his time with Neville and Luna who were more than pleased for the extra company, as they spent most of their time on the their own. He missed his friends, especially Harry, he was just to stubborn to admit it. Harry and Ron saw each other daily, as they were in the same classes and shared a dorm, however neither spoke to each other, though both wanting to.
The days passed slowly, Hermione stopped pestering Harry about Ron as she was busy revising and doing as much extra work as she could, even though she had missed Ron's company almost as much as Harry. Harry was able to distract his longing for Ron by putting all his energy into the upcoming Quidditch match against Slytherin. This didn't work out as Harry had hoped, he was non stop thinking about Ron that he had made several failed attempts in catching the golden snitch in practice, and even though it was just a practice session, Harry had started beating himself up for it as he yet to not catch the snitch in any match.
"Potter." Wood called as Harry slumped into furthest chair away from every one else who was in the common room, he knew what was coming, Wood was the captain of the Gryffindor team, and only wanted the best for his team, and if something was wrong or bothering any player he made it an effort to find out, he longed for the glory that came with winning, and Harry was sure that was all Wood thought about. Ron appeared into the common room, not looking at Harry he walked quickly up to the dorm area. "What has gotten into you?" Wood said demanding an explanation.
I'm head over heels, dying in lust, longing for passion in love with my best friend, who found out and never wants to speak let alone see me ever again. "Nothing, sorry, i no I've been shit, i just got a lot on my mind, i promise i will put more effort in practice tomorrow." Harry said desperately, not wanting to be thrown of the team.
"You better Potter." Wood growled and walked of. Harry was surprised that was all Wood had to say, his usual pep talks on how important winning meant to him usually carried on for hours, the shortness of his concern showed how truly annoyed Wood and the rest of the team must be with him. This only made him feel worse as the longing for Ron became harder to handle.
0x0x0
Harry was used to people talking about him, he was used to being called a liar, but now every one was talking about him and Ron, or the lack of him and Ron. However there was also the rumours of how Harry was so distraught that he was going to lose the upcoming match. Which Harry was determined to win with the secret hope that if he won the match Ron would be happy enough to start talking to him again.
The night before the match Harry headed to the dorm straight after practice, he sat on his bed when Ron walked in, he looked more red faced then ever and his eyes were blood shot.
"Ron," Harry said softly.
"Harry please, just leave it." Ron said quietly, Harry sat back on his bed and listened to his friends sobs, he hated seeing him cry and he had to do something about it. Moving slowly he sat next to Ron who didn't move when Harry pulled him in for a hug.
"Please tell me what's wrong," Harry said softly in Ron's ear, he was sure he was going to be pushed away any minute, but to his surprise Ron held on tighter. After what felt like an eternity in heaven Ron pulled away slightly, and stared into Harry's green eyes, before Harry knew what was happening his and Ron's lips were pressed together.
Harry felt perfectly happy, however just like many times in his life, the happiness didn't last long, Ron pushed Harry was aggressively.
"Ron..." A confused Harry said as his eyes started to water.
"Fuck!" Ron shouted, however he was more angry with himself than Harry. "Just leave me alone."
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Harry and the rest of the team walked onto the pitch in their golden robes, which represented the Gryffindor house colours, a loud mixture of cheers and boos filled Harry's ears, as he searched hungrily in the crowd for the red head he was fascinated about. But he couldn't spot him amongst the Gryffindor crowd.
In stead of searching the pitch for the tiny snitch was hard to see in any conditions, he was desperately searching for Ron, he saw a glimpse of red hair standing next to Lavender Brown, Harry's heart filled with jealousy as he saw him with her, questions swam through his mind and tears made it impossible for him to find the snitch, not that he was looking any more.
Are they back together? Why is he with her? Why can't he love me? Why kiss me if he is with... Harry's thoughts were pushed aside as his head was hit with an intense pain, he took one last hoping look at Ron before he was pushed of his broom by the amount of pain he was in, falling through the air screaming, as his body met with the sandy floor.
0x0x0
"Harry, i don't no if you can hear me," Ron said in barley a whisper, as he watched his best friend lay silently on the white hospital bed, "please don't die." Tears fell from his red eyes. "There is so many things i need to tell you," he paused in hope that Harry had heard the urgency in his voice, no such luck, he carried on, "I love you Harry, a part of me always has, i just never admitted it to myself because i convinced myself nothing could ever became because i didn't want it to. All my life, I've been this shadow, but only when i am with you i am a real person. I feel so guilty because i no you would never admit it but its my fault, if i wasn't such an insecure toss pot, you wouldn't be lying there, and maybe just maybe we could be together." Ron felt a lump in his throat and he started to cry harder. "Please Harry, just wake up, please." Ron moved his hand to Harry's and held it lightly, checking for any signs of life.
"Mr Weasley, i think you ought to go and get some sleep." Madam Pomfrey said as she saw the red haired boy staring into space.
"Ron..." A weak voice said in a harsh whisper, but loud enough for Ron to hear.
"I'm here Harry." Ron said and gave Harry's hand an assuring squeeze.
"Ron, i love you." Ron smiled as he tried to block out madam Pomfrey's presence.
"How are you feeling?" She asked, stealing the question from Ron's lips.
"My head, it hurts," Harry said weakly. "What happened?"
"Dodgy Bludger." Ron said, "Malfoy he sent it straight for you," Harry nodded slowly, promising one of these days he was going to hurt that white haired bastard.
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Harry was allowed out of the hospital wing with strict orders to have plenty of rest, feeling tired and weak Harry didn't object to his orders. Hermione who visited nearly as much as Ron was delighted when the two boys walked into the common room.
"Well done Harry!" Wood cheered, as the common room filled with celebration, Harry noticed the room was packed with nealy every one in the house, all smiling broadly. Confused, Harry looked at Ron for an answer.
"Because of that Git, we're having a rematch, and Madam Hooch said Draco was not to play, and there only other seeker is a second year." Ron grinned. "So if your head wasn't so bludger prone, we would have lost the match, and any chance for house championship." Rom laughed, Harry smiled, he was happy that he hadn't lost any chance of winning for his team, but he was mainly smiling because he loved that look on Rons face.
"I think you should go to bed now Harry." Hermione said in her usual motherly tone that told both boys she meant business.
"Yes mum." Harry replied cheekily.
"I'll be up in a minute." Ron promised, he watched Harry walk up the stairs and waited till he was out of ear shot, and started talking to Hermione. "I'm sorry about shouting at you." Ron said sincerely, he knew he was in the wrong and he wanted his friend back.
"I'm not angry you shouted Ronald. I'm upset that you didn't tell us what was wrong." She said softly so she wouldn't be over heard.
"When I'm ready, you will be the first to know." Ron smiled and went upstairs.
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Harry was sat on his bed and Ron came in and sat beside him, neither one spoke, not knowing what to say. Ron took Harry's hands and started playing with his fingers, a small smile escaped Harry's lips, and their touch spoke louder than words.
"Harry, I love you." Ron smiled. "I'm just not ready for any one to no it yet."
"Its ok Ron." Harry smiled, "I just want to be with you." Ron had so many questions that needed answers, but he couldn't bring himself to think about them, let alone ask them.
"You are with me." Ron smiled, and kissed Harry softly on the lips.