A/N: Here's the next chapter. Again, kinda short. There's a line from Season 2 of Veronica Mars. Kudos if you spot it! Enjoy! R&R! Thanks! -Mac
Disclaimer: I don't own HP.
Chapter Nine
We Have To Deal With Ron
I knew right away that Ron was going to blow up when he found out. We had to be the ones to tell him though, and right away. If we didn't, it would be a lot worse. I was starting to feel quite content in where I was in life. And I didn't want Ron to try and ruin that. Yet he would, whether it was us who told him or not.
We had decided almost immediately that we would tell him as soon as possible. Neither of us wanted to hurt Ron. Even after all he had done, we still cared about him. He was our friend. So we would tell him together and try to keep him as reasonable as possible.
Yet, I still knew right away that Ron was going to blow up when he found out. That's just how he was. And of course I was right.
"What do you mean you're together?" Ron exclaimed.
"Ron it means exactly what it means." I tried to remain calm, hoping that if I did he would remain calm as well. "We just wanted you to hear it from us and not from someone else."
"Well, I hear it loud and clear." Ron snapped turning on Harry. "You're trying to steal my..."
"Ron, I'm not your anything." I shook my head. This was not going the way I had wanted.
We had caught up with him in an empty corridor and had persuaded him to talk to us in a nearby deserted classroom. From there, though already quite low, his cooperation level began to dwindle. He was fighting us on everything. He wasn't giving us an easy time of it. But I didn't expect him to.
"You just have to have to have everything, don't you?" Ron scowled, stalking toward Harry. "You've got everything. Why must you have her too? She was the only thing I had. You couldn't just let me have her, could you?"
"You're being ridiculous, Ron." I made to continue but Harry started to speak.
"I did let you have her. I let you have her. Once I found out you liked her, I backed off and let you have her. But you screwed it up." Harry replied. "You lost her, I didn't see her."
"Well, you certainly got over our break up quickly." Ron responded, directing the comment toward me.
My mouth fell open. He had the nerve to accuse me of getting over our relationship too quickly? Who did he think he was? He got over our relationship before it was even over. He had gotten over our relationship practically before it had even begun. He had no right to accuse me of anything.
"Forget it. We wanted to be up front with you. We wanted to tell you for your benefit." I said, frustrated. "I thought you might appreciate it, how stupid of me."
I took Harry's hand and pulled him with me as I headed to the door. Without looking back I left the room and headed down the corridor. Harry gave my hand a little squeeze as means to try and comfort me. I couldn't help but smile at the gesture.
Ron would just have to accept the fact that Harry and I were together. I had accepted him and Lavender. Well, accepted isn't quite the right word. It isn't exactly acceptance. I've moved on and moved past it, or at least I was in the process of doing so. Ron would just have to do the same. I wasn't going to give him any other choice.