BE GONE

Chapter 2

As they arrived in school, the usual happened. The sorting, the feast and then each students went back to their dorm. The four friends made their way towards the Gryffindor's Tower, followed by a few other Gryffindors. Harry's arm rested around Livia's shoulders as they entered the common room.

Harry took a look around. Seamus Finnigan, another seventh grader, was talking with Dean Thomas, no doubt about the latest quidditch match they saw. Neville Longbottom and Ron's little sister, Ginny, were whispering to each other. Harry always imagined them being a couple, though Ginny's last boyfriends had nothing in common with Neville.

Besides them, the common room was empty. Probably the most people were already unpacking their stuff.

"Harry, when are the tryouts?" An excited Dean asked as he took notice of Harry.

"I'm not sure. Maybe next week." Harry answered him. "For what position are you trying out?"

"Chaser." Dean answered back. "I practiced all summer for it."

Harry forced a smile at his friend's answer. He was really hoping that he could give Livia the position without any fuss, but with Dean, it wasn't going to be easy. He's got quite a temper.

"Well, you'll be for a long ride, Thomas." Livia exclaimed. "Cuz I'm going for it too."

"Bring it on, Cooper." Dean smiled before he went to join Seamus.

"Now, that's a tryout I don't want to miss." Hermione joined in. "What about you Ron? Going to tryout for Keeper again?"

"I'm not trying out this year." Ron admitted to the others, getting quite a concerned look from them. "I love quidditch, but I'm not really cut out for it. I'd rather concentrate on my work this year."

"Okay, who are you and what have you done to my best friend?" Harry asked.

"Quit joking." Ron sighed. "I'm really serious about it. I don't intend of being a model student. I just want to do well. I'm tired of doing it all at the last minute. I want to have fun this year."

"Then I'm going for Keeper." Livia exclaimed. "I want that more than a chaser, but I had decided to let it to Ron as he's been doing it for a couple of years."

"Glad that makes you happy." Ron laughed. "I'm gonna go unpack. You coming, Harry?"

"In a minute." His friend replied as he gave a look to Hermione.

"Fine, I'm leaving too. See you upstairs, Liv." Hermione giggled before disappearing up the staircase.

Harry turned back to Livia and couldn't help, but to smile as she looked at him. He grabbed both of her hands in his and leaned over for a kiss.

"You know I love you, don't you." He grinned before she kissed him again.

"I know and I love you, too, Harry." She replied as he pulled her closer in his arms.

He was still surprised that their couple lasted that long. He usually didn't seem to have the right way when it came to girls. He wasn't sure for how long they just stared at one another, forgetting the remaining people in the room.

"I guess I should go unpack too." She finally said.

"I don't want to let you go." He whined.

"Look who turned into a big baby." She laughed. "I'll see you tomorrow."

And with that, she kissed him, but he didn't let go of her hand until she was too far to reach. Reluctantly, he walked towards the guys' dormitory and found Ron, sitting on his bed, and his suitcase untouched.

"I thought you were going to unpack." Harry told his best friend.

Ron never replied and Harry wondered what was going on with him. It was true that they barely spent a lot of times just the two of them. He was mostly busy with Livia, but he was wondering for how long Ron had been acting strange. Yes, it started at the end of the summer, but he never found what happened. Ron never really made a move about wanting to tell him either.

"Ron?"

His best friend finally snapped out of his daydream and looked at Harry.

"What?" He simply asked.

"Hum… I just thought you were going to unpack." Harry simply said.

Actually, he wanted to ask him what was wrong, but he felt that Ron wouldn't answer honestly. It was like if he was trying to hide something from him. It was another weird thing as they never ever got secrets for one another.

"It was the plan, but I just then started to think." Ron answered.

"About?"

"Stuff." Ron simply replied. "Better unpack now."

Harry watched as his best friend got up and opened up his trunk. Harry decided not to push it for now. Ron would eventually confide in him at some point… Right?