Author: Ann Leony
Summary: The awaited Interview 1 .
A/N: This was inspired by a picture of Draco Malfoy leaning on a stone wall during Care of Magical Creatures. The list, I tried to make it all man, but I have to include girls because I don't know that many characters, and you could only use original character that much. Have to do more homework and Cedric is not Dead cause he's too beautiful to die.

By the way, if they are any mistakes in name or spelling of some things, I apologizes beforehand. I'm at college and I don't have any of the books for reference. I'm living of other fictions.

A/N: It have been what? two weeks, three, FOREVER? I'm not really sure. I'm crawling back from the hole in the ground. But I will have to make this PG 13 in the end. I hope you guys still want to read. I love writing this in a any case.

Chapter Nine

Harry could not think what would make Ron miss dinner. I mean, if Ron is not an eater, he is nothing else. It's his favorite too, as Harry just stares at his uneaten plate of lamb chops. But then again the only thing Ron won't eat was maybe stick and stones. Maybe he should go and see where Ron has got to. He have something really important to tell his best friend.

Ron felt that he won't be able to get dry even after hurtling himself into the blazing fireplace. The chill from the rain has not only gone through his bones but also might never leave his bones. He noticed that he it was halfway through dinner and his usually ravenous stomach doesn't feel like it want to be filled.

He was dragging his webbed feet when he saw Hermione sitting on the main stairs, reading a large tome she probably borrowed from the library. She was smiling at said tome when she lifts her head and saw Ron walking towards her. Her smile grew bigger, as if she knew something pleasant that he would love to find out. Well, he would wheedle it out of her.

" Ronald, why don't you sit here with me if you don't feel like having dinner?" she was still smiling and Ron felt his turmoil heart eased a little. She was patting the space beside her and seemed to be waiting for him to talk first. He decided to take the plunge.

" Herm, I need to tell you something. I'm in love with somebody. A boy." he waited to see her reaction. She just twitched her nose, closed her book and get comfortable. She wide her smile as if urging him to continue.

"Well, he might not like me like that, and he could kill me if he knew. He also have the power to curse my arse back to England if he wanted to."

Hermione with a mocked surprise, put her hand over her mouth and gasped quite convincingly. " Oh Ron, its not Malfoy, is it?" her giggles could be heard until the great hall.

Ron, seeing as Hermione obviously knew who he was talking about and could still make a joke out of it, feels like he could always play along. His shoulders shaking with mirth and his guffaws was followed by " Hermione how did you know?" and both of them giggle in a very girlish way, not different from the way Lavender and Parvati did when both of them have their heads together while gossiping. Weird on Hermione, freaky on Ron.

With a sister and mother who listens to ' The Veela and The Vampire' on the Witches Wireless Network (WWN) every evening, always with tears in their eyes, about a drama of star-crossed lovers in the 16 century, Ron suddenly have the feeling of being theatrical.

" Oh Hermione, " he started with a very convincing starry eye and hands clasped to his chest, " I loved Draco with all my heart, my soul is connected to his. I will always love him and never give my heart to another as no other could quench my thirst." All that bad poetry was accompanied by a lot of hand waving and hops. Hermione, starting with only snickering politely, ended up with rolling on the stairs, which is definitely not good for her back.

Both her and Ron's shrieks was cut off by a crashing sound around the corner, apparently somebody had knock over a suit of armor. But that was enough to bring them back to their senses.

" No Hermione, it's not Malfoy. It's Harry. He is the one who had stolen my heart, and he doesn't even know it. For all I know, he could still be crushing over Cho Chang. " He sighed and start to stare at his shoes, apparently shy of Hermione's gaze.

Hermione on the other hand felt like her heart was going to burst. Harry's love was not unrequited. She would love to tell Ron and both of her best friends would be together at last. But she know it's not her place to say and only rubbed Ron's back and said " You would be surprised with what you know."

Both of them didn't know that in a corner of Hogwarts, a boy was crying his heart out, and in another, a girl was wearing a very devious smile.

TBC

A/N: I missed writing. I still love all of you that reviewed. Thanks again.