I feel disgusting. Not just because I'm sick, but I can't believe I just did that. It's so very unlike me to do something like this. Then again, I haven't really been acting like myself lately. I try to be invisible as I rush to the Infirmary. Then, out of the blue, comes Ron. God, he's the last person I want to see right now. I attempt to stay clear of his path, that doesn't work. He sees me rather quickly and rushes to my side.
"Where have you been all morning?" he questions, "You missed breakfast and first class, and we all know how unlike you that is."
"I'm just feeling a little under the weather, that's all." I say trying to keep this conversation short.
"Are you okay? Do you need to go to the Infirmary? What's wrong?" he asks me. I truly don't want to answer any of these questions.
"I'll be fine. Now I-"
"Now if you need anything," he says with a stupid look in his eyes as he wraps his arms around my waist, "I will be right here for you."
At this point I'm completely annoyed by him. Then he tries to kiss me, but that doesn't fly.
"I DON'T LOVE YOU RON." I scream as I push him away. This draws way more attention than it should've.
"W-what?" he asks in a small voice as he gets a little misty eyed.
"I'm sorry, but I don't have those types of feelings for you."
"B-but Harry said-"
"Well Harry was wrong, I don't want to hurt you or anything, but I don't"
Not having anything else to say, I walk myself down to the Infirmary, finally.