Oye...I haven't updated this story in forever. Lame excuse: i was applying to colleges, which took about two thousand years to complete. (Or at least it felt like that) Anyway, on with the story!

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"Krum?"

Ron's voice sounded small and hollow as he heard himself speak.

He couldn't believe it. Hermione had gone to Bulgaria. To see Krum.

She went to see Krum.

She went to see Krum.

Ron's shock at what he had just heard quickly turned into rage as what Hermione had done sank in. His face reddened with fury as the anger grew inside of him and his fists clenched in rage.

"YOU WENT TO SEE KRUM?"

Ron thundered these words at Hermione, then stared at her seething. Somewhere behind him he was aware Fred and George werehollowing with laughter, but he didn't care. He felt like he had just been stabbed in the back, and by the only girl he had ever truly cared for. And that was just too much.

Hermione stared back at him in shock and concern, she knew he didn't like Viktor, but this reaction was something totally unexpected, even from Ron. She had never seen him act this way before, not ever, and it was frightening. "Ron are you-"

"How could you go visit that stupid git! Wasn't it enough going to the Yule Ball with him?"

"Krum is not stupid!" snapped Hermione. "He's a kind, considerate, intelligent person! Which is more than I can say for you at the moment!"

"Sure, defend your boyfriend!"

"He's not my boyfriend!"

"Surrrrrrrrre, he's not!" Ron mocked. "Then why'd you go visit him?"

"I'm visiting you too! And I'm visiting Harry!" Hermione exclaimed. "And I'm not dating eather of you!"

Ron groaned inwardly. She just has to rub THAT in...he grimaced.

"Ron please, calm down!" Hermione pleaded, moving closer to him and grabbing his arm, in an effort to sooth him. "It was just a visit! Between friends! That's all!"

"Oh, that's all, huh?" Ron blazed, as Ginny, who had heard the commotion from her room, entered behind him. "Well then, you won't mind telling me exactly what you and-Vicky did, while you were visiting him in the apperently enchanted lands of Bulgaria?"

"No," Hermione stated, crossing her arms as she glared at Ron."I was going to anyone before you started-"

"Fine!" Ron snapped. "Let's hear it then!"

Hermione sighed inwardly at the idiotic way Ron was acting, collected herself, and took a breath. "Well, we stayed at his parents house, and walked around the country side alot, and-"

"You stayed at his house? Just the two of you?" Ron asked suspiciously.

"Of course not," Hermione scoffed, crossing her arms and giving Ron a glare. "My mum and dad would never allow that. His parents were there. As were two of his brothers, the housekeeper, several maids-"

"We get the point Hermione," Ron interrupted. "Anyway, what else did you do?"

"Well..." Hermione continued, deciding to ignore Ron's rudeness just this once. "We took the train and visited the many of the historic landmarks, and the food! Ron, you would have loved it-"

"Maybe," Ron agreed, nodding. "Though I would have hated to interrupt any romantic dinners between you and Vicky."

"What is your problem?" Hermione thundered, finally losing her temper. "I'm trying to be reasonable with you and you still keep making stupid comments about me and Viktor! The Triwizard Torament is over! Get over it already!"

"That's not the point!" Ron thundered back.

"Then what is it? What is the point Ron?"

Ron's face reddened as she asked this, above all things, he couldn't tell her that. Not unless he was prepared to utterly humilate himself in front of Harry and a fair amount of his family. And in front of Hermione, who probably reject him. Ron just couldn't-he couldn't risk that. Anything was better than that.

"Look, if you don't see what a creep that guy is Hermione, than maybe you should date him, even if your not now. Because Viktor Krum is a jerk, and if you can't see that I'm just trying to warn you ahead of time, then you two probably deserve each other. Becauseif your that blind,your obiviously not as smart as everybody gives you credit for."

Hermione stared at Ron, a hurt filling her eyes as she stared at him. "I cannot believe you just said that Ron."

Hermione turned and ran from the room.

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Ok...you gotta love a jealous Ron. (Though I'd much rather have two jealous Weasley twins fighting over me personally. But hey. What can you do.) I think I made Ron a bit too mean though, I'll change it later if I did.